"Whoever stands in my way, dies!"
Xi Yixian could naturally tell that the one blocking his path was not an Eternal Clan member. Their cultivation realm was likewise at the Hundred Heng Level, but he could sense that the other's power was inferior to his own.
With a cold shout, Xi Yixian swept his great sleeve forward.
Rumble! Terrifying Secret Qi Eternal Light instantly spread across the Netherworld Void, sweeping away more than half of the purple qi sea of clouds that had blocked his way.
A cold smile touched his lips.
He had already seen that his cultivation realm likely surpassed the other's by a full hundred hengs.
"Though we are both Hundred Heng Level, there are still differences in strength. If today you wish to save someone while hiding your identity, then stay here forever!"
Seeing that Turbid Daoist and Extreme Ice were about to vanish into the distance, Xi Yixian naturally had no patience to remain entangled with this mysterious Native Supreme Being. With a great roar, the secret art aura around his body condensed into several hundred vast Ring Chain Eternal Lights.
He struck out with his palm, suppressing the blurry figure of the mysterious Daoist head-on.
"Fellow Daoist Xi truly deserves to be called someone on the verge of entering the Thousand Heng Level. However, this poor Daoist is untalented; this is the perfect opportunity to exchange a few moves with you!"
The indistinct Daoist shadow was naturally Daoist Hongjun. Faced with Xi Yixian's overwhelming might, this Dao Ancestor of Primordial Chaos showed no fear.
With a sweep of his whisk, the Netherworld Void immediately hummed and shifted. The aura of the native Dao's purple qi sea of clouds forcefully sealed the path ahead once more.
That distant, ancient Daoist voice seemed to drift over