Tang Hao turned a deaf ear to this and walked straight onto the raised platform at the center of the arena.
The next instant, the Black Veiled Woman's dark red divine sense erupted from within the palace, sweeping across the arena like a tide.
The noisy stands fell silent in an instant. The Fallen Ones' mocking gazes turned vacant, then filled with bloodshot scarlet. Their lips spread uncontrollably, exposing stark white teeth.
"These fallen souls will make perfect sacrifices to open Hell Road."
"These fallen souls will make perfect sacrifices to open Hell Road."
The woman's voice carried across the square through her divine sense, laden with a chilling indifference.
As soon as she finished speaking, thick red mist poured out of the void, burrowing into every Fallen One's mouth and nose as though it were alive.
Screams rose one after another from the stands, mingled with eerily excited roars-the Fallen Ones went mad in an instant, raking their nails viciously over their skin as blood streamed between their fingers. Some even tore open their own chests with their bare hands and flung their bloody organs into the air. Screams and frenzied roars intertwined, so piercing they set teeth on edge.
The stench of blood instantly filled the arena, staining even the blue-violet lights dark red.
Tang Xiao stood at the edge of the arena, his stomach churning like an overturned sea. His face was white as paper, yet he dared not retreat-even a veteran of countless battles like him had never witnessed anything so bloody and uncanny. He could only clench his fists and force himself to stare straight at it all.
They watched helplessly as blood flowed through the gaps in the stands and gathered on the ground at the arena's center. At some unknown point, fine, blood-colored