C891 The Final Contest

Within the bustling Martial Arts Practice Field.

Yama's eyes coldly swept across everyone's faces, including Zhao Xin's.

He had recognized Zhao Xin as Asura a long time ago, but he couldn't say it out loud. They were the ones who gave birth to Asura, but they weren't the ones who killed Asura every time.

Ever since Asura launched the ancient war in the legendary land