บท 580: The corpse is talking

The birth of a new Lord among humanity was undoubtedly a cause for celebration. 

However, the commotion caused by the Lord's breakthrough didn't go unnoticed. 

From the four cardinal directions, terrifying auras rose one after another, suppressing the disturbance in an instant. 

The newly ascended Lord, caught in the eye of the storm, was crushed by the residual pressure of these auras. His body sank, his face twisted in agony, and his complexion turned beet red. He couldn't utter a single word. 

Compared to these auras, the Lord was like an ant facing a herd of elephants—insignificant and utterly powerless. 

Ultimate Lords. 

The newly ascended Lord's eyes were filled with shock and terror, as if a storm was raging within him. He couldn't calm down. 

After all, humanity only had a handful of Ultimate Lords. 

For four of them to appear here…