C225 Devil Hall

The Heaven Rushing Sword, which had yet to be drawn in battle, was now firmly in the grip of Yang Xiu. He moved swiftly, his form a blur as he made his way to the arena where Chen Yu was already there, jovially engaging with the crowd.

Upon Yang Xiu's entrance, a hush fell over the spectators. Chen Yu, seeing Yang Xiu finally emerge, greeted him with a thrill in his voice, "It's been a while