God Prison

This was because the people of the Nangong Family were still informing them that they had lost the chance to snatch the Bodhi Fruit away.    

Right now, the fifth round of the competition was already over.    

There were less than five thousand Sin City geniuses participating in the fifth round.    

Now, with more and more participants being eliminated, the number of participants was slowly decreasing.    

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.    

The fifth round of the competition had also finished. There were only 2000 sinful geniuses left in the Nangong Family.    

Everyone else had left, leaving behind only the two thousand remaining.    

The other people had all been persuaded to leave by the Nangong Clan within these few days.    

The remaining two thousand people all felt a bit uncomfortable as they looked at the empty ring.    

However, they were all intelligent people, and they soon calmed down.    

The sixth round of the competition soon proceeded as per usual. The 2000 participants continued with their competition and those who failed would be persuaded to leave by the Nangong Clan.    

In these past few days, the Nangong Family clansmen also suspected that their method of coaxing the criminal genius away was the right one.    

After all, Nan Gong Wen Tian had told them that the Soul Devouring Race's soul general would make a move on the Genius of the Sinful Region.    

However, there were fewer of them now. There were countless sinful geniuses and the Soul Devouring Race did not show any signs of taking action.    

Even if the Soul Devouring Tribe soul general was an idiot, he would still be able to discover that the number of Sinful Gorge geniuses had disappeared. However, he didn't make a move, but remained silent instead.    

The Nangong Family clansmen did not understand why the Family Head wanted them to persuade the sinner genius to leave.    

The Soul Devouring Race didn't make a move. Were their efforts useless?    

There were some Nan Gong Family Soul Generals that wanted to ask about the meaning of the patriarch's words, but they could not get close to Nan Gong Wen Tian.    

They could only suppress the puzzlement in their hearts as they continued to notify the sinful genius who had lost the battle.    

The three elders of the Nan Gong Family who were spectating at the side of the stage remained calm. They did not doubt Nan Gong Wen Tian at all in their hearts and they had strongly supported him.    

In the past few days, there had also been people from the Nangong Family who had come to ask them for the reason. However, they had all replied with certainty, telling them to continue informing the sinners about their departure.    

"Eldest brother, I feel the calm before the storm. There's an invisible pressure pressing down on me, making it hard for me to breathe …"    

Nangong Hai who was on the left had a solemn expression as he spoke to Nangong Yan in the middle.    

Nan Gong Jue calmly nodded his head and said.    

"I feel the same way. Let's not let down our guard!"    

"En!"    

Nangong Hai and Jiang Chen both nodded their heads heavily. At their level, they could already sense some things.    

They had the feeling of calm before the storm, which meant something bad might happen.    

And the more intense the feeling, the more likely it was to happen.    

They all knew that the source of this bad situation was definitely the Soul Devouring Race.    

They seriously stared at the edge of the arena, not daring to relax for even a moment.    

The main focus of the crowd was on the black-cloaked figures standing below the arena stage.    

After such a long period of observation, in addition to the decrease in the number of Sin Region geniuses, the Sin Region geniuses had all been reduced.    

They had already determined that the Soul Devouring Race was hiding within the crowd. They had locked onto over a dozen black-clothed figures.    

These people were the Soul Devouring Races that they had locked onto. The Soul Devouring Races did not go up to compete with them.    

He quietly stood in the middle of the crowd, occasionally changing his position. He had hidden himself very well.    

If they weren't so powerful, they might not have been able to discover these Soul Devouring Race figures.    

The number of geniuses in the Sinful Gorge grew fewer and fewer. Gradually, the sixth round of the competition ended.    

In the end, there were less than a thousand.    

Niu Thirteen had just finished his match and he had defeated his opponent. He walked over to Xuanyuan Xue's side.