Volume One, Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Six
So many female phantoms danced, and the seductive power they radiated was dozens of times greater than anyone else's. Yet Zhao Fu remained completely unaffected, standing there with an easy expression.
After a while, more and more phantoms gathered around Zhao Fu, until there were over a thousand of them.
The seductive force they emitted was undoubtedly the strongest in the entire arena. The people around them all retreated, as they too had been affected.
Looking at the dancing female phantoms, Zhao Fu released an invisible aura and said calmly, "Withdraw!"
Sensing the terrifying presence Zhao Fu gave off, the countless female phantoms were actually frightened into backing away before vanishing.
Everyone had been watching Zhao Fu, and they could not help crying out in surprise. The difference between Zhao Fu and the others was immediately apparent—while the others were still resisting that seductive power.
Some time later.
The many female phantoms dispersed, and some people came forward to drag those still trapped in the illusion outside the arena. The number of participants was immediately cut in half. The blood gates in the sky shot out countless rays of blood light, which entered everyone's bodies and strengthened them.
Boom!
The blood gate belonging to the Blood Artifact Gate, carved with countless implements, released an immense aura. A gigantic blood gate appeared in the sky, radiating countless rays of blood light.
The blood gate slowly opened. This time, countless blood-colored weapons shot out, each carrying powerful force as they streaked toward the people on the ground.
Since most people had been eliminated, the arena now seemed much more spacious. Everyone took out different weapons to defend themselves.
Clang! Clang! Clang...
The sounds of metal colliding rang out without end. As this was already the third