C5577 Climbing Ninefold Mountain

The stench of blood filled the arena, filling the air with a sickening smell.

The ground was littered with corpses. The blood had dyed the bricks red, shocking the spectators.

Those who had died were all experts of the Duan Clan. They were responsible for guarding this place, but they hadn't even been able to do anything before all of them had died.

Even Duan Tian was dead. The Ghost King