The hall fell into a silence that was somewhat eerie.
The remaining people looked at each other, bewildered.
In fact, many hadn't even seen how Fang Heng had made his move before the old man had already been dealt with.
It was only after hearing the Overseer in the fanged mask that they realized Fang Heng had even completely obliterated the old man's soul.
It was a disaster!
Zheng Zheyu, who had been quite arrogant moments ago, became nervous.
It seemed he had stirred up a formidable presence this time.
In fact, they usually did their homework on newcomers.
They knew who was safe to provoke and who was not.
But today, they had made a mistake.
Fang Heng slowly scanned each person remaining in the hall, "Here's some good news: I'm now in charge of the 62nd floor. The new rule is that you must turn over all your points to me, or I'll let you go this time."
The expressions of everyone instantly changed.
