One day flew by in a blink of an eye.

Ye Qingyu strode out from the quiet room.

He was full of energy and his physical condition was better than ever before. His strength was kept hidden and his aura gradually normalized. His murderous spirit that had been sharpened through his battles in the past years, especially the fearsome sharpness that was like a peerless divine sword displayed during the battles at Falcon City and the Chaotic Windstorm, had already been retracted by him. ...