Berserk Mode
Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhou Han grabbed the five-colored skill book. Before he could check it, a violent soul power fluctuation rushed over with a destructive and cold aura, locking onto Zhou Han's body.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a surprise! You actually have some skills."
"Even the seven Saint Lords are unable to do anything to you!"
"Looks like I have to do it myself!"
The Dark Soul King's body slowly appeared in the dark space. He had seen the battle just now.
Zhou Han's combat strength had indeed exceeded his expectations.
However, that was all. After all, the Blazing Fire King and the others only looked like they had attacked with twenty Sovereign Golden Runes.
The Dark Soul King had already fused more than 30 Sovereign Golden Runes. Although there was only a difference of more than ten, this difference was an insurmountable chasm.
If he attacked personally, he was confident that he could instantly destroy the seven of them.