At this moment, the atmosphere in the core circle of the Six Great Forces was somewhat oppressive.
All around them, the number of retreating people did not diminish; instead, it was getting larger, with no intent of stopping.
Among these people, some were injured, with arms or thighs directly severed; some seemed to have been struck by lightning, their bodies charred black, letting out painful howls. Therapists came forward to treat them, and amidst various discussions and footsteps, it seemed very noisy.
Gazing at the fear revealed in the eyes of the surrounding people, Hai Xiu's eyes held a trace of shock.
Even as an enemy, he couldn't help but admire them at this moment.
The number of retreating people kept increasing, already surpassing five thousand.
These five thousand weren't weak, yet they were scared off by merely fourteen people! Even under circumstances where their power was suppressed, this sounded somewhat absurd and laughable.
Yet, they couldn't laugh at all.
