Yang Tun stared at Huang Xiao for a moment, then quickly withdrew his gaze.
Huang Xiao paid him no heed. He sat with his eyes closed on a chair beside the arena.
"He's here." Huang Xiao opened his eyes and looked toward the entrance.
Pang Yi walked in.
Many of the experts present who sided with the Pang Family rose to their feet to cheer Pang Yi on.
Pang Yi's current strength fell short of some of theirs, but in their eyes, he was certain to win this time.
That would make him the new Hall Master, his status instantly rising far above theirs.
He deserved their respect.
Pang Yi merely nodded slightly, then walked straight to his chair.
He glanced around, his gaze passing over Yang Tun before finally settling on Huang Xiao.
"Huang Xiao, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death." Pang Yi parted his lips slightly and transmitted his voice to Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao merely glanced at Pang Yi and did not send a reply.
There was no point in winning a war of words.
What surprised Huang Xiao, however, was that even now, Pang Yi had yet to restore his strength.
Huang Xiao understood. Pang Yi would probably wait until just before the match to restore his strength. It seemed he could return to his peak in a short time.
"Pang Ji isn't here yet?" Huang Xiao noticed that Pang Yi had arrived, but Pang Ji was nowhere to be seen.
Clearly, Pang Ji, the Supreme Elder, still intended to make his entrance last.
"Grand Elder Liu!" A shout came from outside.
Liu Tengfan walked in.
The Demon Hall experts around him all rose to show their respect. However dissatisfied the Pang Family's experts were, they still had to observe the