C372 Equal Heaven Holy Tablet!

By the time Zhang Yu had everything in order, the night had deepened. Yet, as a Martial Venerable brimming with vitality, he could go without sleep for days or even weeks without feeling the slightest hint of fatigue.

Upon returning to his room, Zhang Yu flipped his hand and a jade stone tablet, roughly a foot in length, materialized in his palm. Running his fingers over it