The entire hall had become a sea of blood.
Over a hundred corpses now lay on the ground. Lin Han was like a merciless killing machine. Anyone who dared to stand in his way would become a corpse in the next instant.
Meanwhile, after witnessing Lin Han mercilessly slaughter over a hundred people, the so-called masters were finally scared witless.
Their faces ashen and their eyes wide with terror, they scrambled to get back. They wanted to flee, but their minds had short-circuited; all they could do was stare, paralyzed, at Lin Han.
Five minutes! It had only taken five minutes!
Over a hundred people, wiped out!
And several of them were Grandmasters!
A Martial King!
'This guy has to be a Martial King!'
Everyone trembled as they stared at Lin Han. They no longer had the capacity to wonder how such a young Martial King could exist. All they felt was terror, for they were about to face a brutal massacre at the hands of this young Demon.
