Just as he was deep in thought, Saint Spirit Sect sent another person onto the stage.
The cheering spectators fell silent at once.
But in the next second, cries of alarm rang out from many mouths.
The one who stepped onto the stage was a short dwarf.
The dwarf slowly removed his veil, revealing a face flushed red and covered in rot and festering sores. His deeply sunken eye sockets stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, and his scarlet eyes brimmed with desire.
As the saying went, "Eat too much human flesh, and both eyes turn red." The man's appearance made the Killing Intent in Huo Yuhao's eyes intensify.
A faint purplish-red current of air had even begun to swirl around the dwarf's body, as though he were ready to burst into action and kill at any moment.
Only when he had approached to within one meter of Huo Yuhao did the terrifying-looking dwarf stop, staring intently at his face with an unblinking gaze.
Huo Yuhao felt the intensely corrosive gaze. Murderous aura roiled in his eyes as he forced back the other man's pressure.
Even Red Demon was not the first of his kind to die by Huo Yuhao's hand. Trying to frighten him with that appearance was simply laughable.
Zheng Zhan, who had been lost in thought, was likewise jolted awake by that pressure and recalled his duty.
He looked at both sides and said in a deep voice, "State your names."
His emotions had yet to settle, and he was clearly speaking more slowly and dragging things out longer than before.
As a citizen of the Sun Moon Empire, Zheng Zhan could not betray his homeland.
But he also detested Evil Soul Masters.
This was not a battlefield where the two nations were at war.
In this Tournament,