Someone exclaimed, "Those are the death slaves!"
Duan Ling Tian looked at the group of people in the air. There were at least a dozen young men, middle-aged men, and old men. Their eyes were lifeless, looking as though they had lost their souls. After probing them with his Divine Consciousness, he discovered that although they looked normal outwardly, they were without fluctuations and completely emotionless.
"Death slaves?" This was the first time Duan Ling Tian had heard these words.
Zhang Yao Ji, who was standing nearby, overheard Duan Ling Tian and asked, "You've never heard of death slaves?"
