Chen Yi emerged from seclusion, and someone sensed it immediately.
Like Xiao Xuanzhen and Hua Xianzi within the General Mansion.
However, since it was deep into the night, even if they were aware, they did not go out to disturb him.
"Your disciple's talent is truly terrifying; I'm afraid his cultivation has already reached the Middle Stage of the Heavenly Union Realm."
Three Masters Yang Huan, with a flicker of platinum light in his eyes, sat poised in the guest room, taking an interested look at Chen Yi, who was more than ten miles away:
"It seems that we can already ensure victory in one of the battles for that betting agreement."
Li Qingzhou and Monk Hui Jing were sitting beside him, also noticing Chen Yi's movement, but did not probe like he did.
"The outcome of a single battle is hardly enough to affect the overall situation."
"Moreover, the stronger my disciple is, the more the Demon Court will try to pinpoint his position in the battles."
