"This kid, what a monstrous level of power." The elder was evidently taken aback.
The cold eyes grew even colder with killing intent.
"If old me hasn't guessed wrong, your cultivation isn't that high, is it?"
"You're only able to fight me because you've borrowed fierce flames and techniques from the world."
"So what if it's true." Xiao Yi sneered.
"In the Flame Dragon Continent, it is strength that reigns supreme, not cultivation."
"Enough talk, let's fight."
Xiao Yi didn't explain; with the elder's insight, these things aren't hard to see.
Bang...
Xiao Yi's figure flickered like a meteor bursting forth, moving at such extreme speed that it created a thunderous sky-breaking sound.
The elder squinted his eyes, refraining from battle, instead retreating.
"Hm?" Xiao Yi furrowed his eyebrows.
Just at this moment, a scorching aura surged up from below.
