Near the Fire Teeth Territory.
Inside a certain forest.
Xiao Yi stared at the black-robed martial artist in front of him.
"You guys leave first."
Xiao Yi said indifferently.
The academy elder beside him understood, but frowned, "Are you confident going alone?"
"You can't help me." Xiao Yi stated bluntly.
Though harsh, it was a fact.
The black-robed martial artist before him was undoubtedly terrifyingly strong.
And this academy elder was merely a martial artist barely reaching the supreme level, controlling 9990 paths.
With such strength, he couldn't assist Xiao Yi, and might even become a burden.
Xiao Yi's figure remained unmoved, his eyes never shifting from the black-robed martial artist.
The academy elder gritted his teeth, but could only nod.
He was not a young man but a mature and steady academy elder, immune to rash impulsiveness.
"Purple Flame, be careful."
The academy elder said solemnly, stepping back slowly.
