Shi Hao scanned each of them one by one. As expected, none of them were ordinary. Each possessed a vigorous energy akin to rivers and seas, hidden deep within, making it difficult to gauge their true depths at a glance.
Clearly, none of them were weaklings; every single one was an unparalleled powerhouse.
Such individuals were, at the very least, the strongest in their respective domains, with limitless potential for future achievements. Someday they would likely become terrifying overlords dominating their regions.
"Had enough of looking? If you don't want to die, leave now. But if you're intent on losing your life, then step forward." A man surrounded by purple mist, cradling a holy sword, spoke nonchalantly as he leaned against Yinmo Mountain.
Shi Hao paid him no heed, carefully sensing the surroundings. He confirmed that there were only eight great powerhouses here, with no other ambushes lurking.
