"The power of my divine soul is still here. That's a tremendous advantage for me," Mu Qing thought to himself.
Outwardly, he revealed nothing. His divine soul spread directly through the surroundings, probing the condition of everyone present.
Sure enough, it was just as he had imagined. The others were frowning tightly, struggling with all their might against the grayish-brown gas.
Quite a few people's expressions changed drastically, especially the several lower Great Emperors, whose faces were filled with tension.
Compared to Emperor Ming and Lu Angxing, the strength of their divine souls was weaker. Before long, their divine soul power would be exhausted.
Especially since this place was not much different from the first trial—their strength had been weakened throughout their bodies. If anyone beside them attacked, they could very well be killed!
Of course, while they were weaklings outside, inside this place everyone was treated equally. Emperor Ming, Lu Angxing, and Mu Qing had all been affected as well.
At most, their physical bodies were a bit stronger than theirs.
The gazes of the several lower Great Emperors shifted slightly.
Lu Angxing's face darkened as he shouted, "You should all have felt it. The gas around us constantly consumes the power of your divine souls. Once that power is exhausted, it will erode your divine souls."
"From now on, all of you follow my command. Don't try any funny business, or even if you manage to stir something up, you'll still die in this tomb!"
"This Slaughter Hall was built by the Life-Slaying Supreme to select disciples. Even his disciples were at least upper Great Emperors. If you few lower Great Emperors listen to me, you can pass safely. But if you make trouble, death is certain!"
Lu Angxing's tone was full of threat.
Lu Angxing knew perfectly