Yang Ye left the hall with the white robed old man.

Yang Ye asked, “Where are we going?”

The old man replied with a question, “How did you meet my master?”

Yang Ye glanced at the old man, “By chance. Why?”

The old man shook his head slightly, “I was just curious.”

As he spoke, he looked towards the distance. There was a strange hall there. It was oval, pitch black, and emanated mysterious light.

The old man said, “The Asura ...