C162 General Tyrant Blade's Invitation!

After some time had passed, Emperor Hee Ye, the thirty Primordial Generals, and Hee Xue came to their senses. By then, Yang Qi had ceased drawing his saber. As they collected themselves, he had already stowed the Devil Slaying Sword in the system space.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Emperor Hee Ye addressed the assembly of Primordial Generals with a sweeping glance