C268 Dance of the Unseelie

The arena blazed with crimson flames that reached for the heavens, and Mu Yan's blood-red armor shone with an eye-catching brilliance.

"Ha! I love this kind of spectacle!" Ye Shiqi declared as he arrived aloft, his hand unleashing a wave of chilling power that descended like a shroud of black mist. As it fell, it coalesced into a cloud, casting a vast shadow over the arena from a distance