After Sikong Yu's compass unleashed a violent pressure.
His own silhouette quickly leaped towards the mountain peak under this counterforce.
However, he was a few seconds slower than Xiao Yi.
"You..." Sikong Yu looked at the cold smile on Xiao Yi's lips, his face instantly turning icy.
Even a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Whoosh...a figure appeared out of thin air.
It was the elder from before.
At this moment, Sikong Yu's murderous intent instantly dissipated.
"First, this old man congratulates both of you." The elder looked at them with satisfaction.
"Furthermore, you have both now been confirmed to enter our Heavenly Hidden Academy and become official disciples."
"So, now you can know who I am."
"This old man's surname is You, a deacon of the Inner Sect. You may call me Deacon Youu."
"Deacon Youu." Xiao Yi cupped his hands, then slightly frowned.
