"Don't give him any chance to catch his breath! With so many of us, we can definitely kill him!" a Shark Tribe prodigy at the Divine Power Realm Ninth Layer cried out, boosting morale.
They had all witnessed Su Han's power. But no matter how strong he was, he was just one person, and they numbered over a hundred. Could so many of them truly not kill a single Su Han?
Although the miserable deaths of the green-shelled crab and the Jing Tribe prodigy had deterred some, the allure of the Semi-Holy Artifact still prompted others to continue their assault. This plunged Su Han into great peril, but it also allowed the heavily injured Jing Chuan to catch his breath and seize the opportunity to heal.
"Is this how the East Sea Demon Clan bullies with numbers?" Tongyan's delicate face was stern, her heart racing with anxiety. Her attacks grew even more fierce, like a constant bombardment, as she sought to swiftly defeat the saber-toothed shark and help relieve Su Han's pressure.
