Six Martial Saints!
They were all of races other than humans. Even if they were at the Initial Stage Martial Saint level, they were still somewhat stronger than ordinary Martial Saints.
Faced with such terrifying power, anyone coming here would be daunted. One Martial Saint was already terrifying enough, let alone six!
However, facing this, Hades's expression, after a moment of solemnity, quickly regained its calm.
Six Martial Saints...
What's that even worth?
Seeing Hades's indifferent and dismissive demeanor, the old man was enraged and transformed into a ferocious ghost, letting out a chilling, piercing howl.
"Prepare to die, Hades!"
Boom!
He charged forward, and in mid-air, his fist swiftly became covered with layers of pale bony plates, quickly accumulating into a massive fist that whistled through the air towards Hades.
"Hmph!"
Hades snorted coldly, extending a hand casually and grasping the old man's fist with a single clutch.
"You..."
The old man was astonished.
