Luo Fei Ye's Grace

"Could it be that Brother Zhang knows this man as well?" Si Chi turned slightly, one brow lifting as he looked at Zhang Tie in surprise. Though his voice was low, it could not conceal his astonishment.

"I have only heard a thing or two about him."

Zhang Tie nodded slowly, his expression somewhat grave, as if recalling something from the distant past.

"This man is a prodigy of the Night Clan. His talent is extraordinary, and a thousand years ago, he already possessed the strength to break through to the Mahayana stage. Yet what baffles people is that he has always suppressed his cultivation, seemingly practicing some exceedingly secret and profound technique."

"Indeed."

Si Chi took over, a hint of reverence in his voice.

"This Ye Qi possesses astonishing combat power. Someone once witnessed him narrowly escape death at the hands of a true Mahayana stage cultivator. More terrifying still, what he comprehended was not an ordinary power of laws, but the extremely rare and immensely powerful Law of Light!"

As the two spoke in low voices, the betting period in the arena opened once more.

Zhang Tie hesitated briefly, then ultimately withdrew his outstretched hand and gave up on betting this round. Seeing this, Si Chi also did not make a move. He merely stood silently at the side, his gaze fixed on the center of the arena.

"Betting is over. The match begins!"

With Gou Paili's loud shout, the entire venue fell into dead silence. Everyone's gaze was drawn to the fighting arena like magnets. Even their breathing unconsciously softened, lest they miss the slightest detail.

Just as the tense atmosphere spread, Ye Qi suddenly spoke. "Luo Fei Ye, how about we make a deal?"

His voice was not loud, yet it seemed to pierce through the