C636 Divine Meteorite Blade

As dusk settled over Asura Town, a torrential downpour descended from the skies, the relentless raindrops drumming against the cobblestone streets.

Passersby scurried about as Wang Yao, umbrella in hand, made his way briskly toward the dilapidated inn.

Creak...

He eased the inn's door open.

Inside, Feng Dada's voice boomed, "Wang Yao's back."

With a cultivation far surpassing the others