Su Zimo glanced sideways at Yuan An beside him.
A hint of anger flashed through Yuan An's eyes towards the tragic bloodshed on the combat arena. However, he did not say anything.
It was the same for the other Sanguine Apes.
When they saw that, the Sanguine Apes seemed to be used to it. Although they were angry, they did not reveal any strong fighting spirit.
Even the six Kings of the Sanguine Ape World who presided over the scene did not step in to stop him.
Su Zimo noticed that two of the six Kings of the Sanguine Ape World were the dark-faced and taller Sanguine Ape race.
"When your Perfected Spirits of the Sanguine Ape race fight, you fight to the death?"
Su Zimo asked.
Yuan An was silent for a moment before saying, "In theory, there are no rules or restrictions and we can fight to the death."
Yuan An clearly did not finish his sentence.