1263 Hong Yang

"How is it? It's still not too late for you to back out!" Seeing that Zhang Xuan's face had changed, the middle-aged manager scoffed.

In his time at the Ring of Death, he had met plenty of young scions who put on airs and bragged about their strength. However, when they finally witnessed the brutality on the Ring of Death firsthand, their bodies would freeze in fear.

"There's no need for that." Zhang Xuan shook his head.

What he was shocked at was how lightly a human had taken the life of another, not the bloodshed that had occurred.

In terms of fearsomeness, they wouldn't even come close to competing with the bloodthirsty Otherworldly Demonic Tribe!