Compete for a Seat

Shi Yan walked out of the secret chamber.

Sha Zhao, Wu Feng, Mo Fou, Jiao Shan, and Jiao Hai looked ashen. They were currently looking at Shi Yan with fear in their eyes.

Sha Zhao's team looked as if they had just experienced a fatal battle. Because they were standing near the secret chamber, their host souls were flickering a lot and they had even attempted to leave the soul altar when the fierce devouring power had expanded from the room.

Blood Qi in their bodies surged like a rising tide. Their God power became like streams heading into the vast sea.

Sha Zhao's team had to struggle strenuously to resist and calm down their host souls and their turbulent energy.

Of course, they knew who caused all of these.

"Oh, you guys..." Shi Yan was surprised. He looked at Sha Zhao's team who were pale with sweat beading their forehead and asked uncertainly, "Is that because of me?"

Sha Zhao forced a smile.