Swish... swish... swish... swish...
Dozens of figures appeared out of nowhere, all clad in purple armor, with astonishing auras.
Any random one of them surpassed the aura of Xia Yiming and Xiao Yi.
"Thirty-three people, all at the Saint Sovereign Realm Third Layer Peak." Xia Yiming surveyed the surroundings, one hand was already gripping the sword hilt at his waist.
Unlike Xiao Yi, who always kept his sword in the Universe Ring, Xia Yiming's sword was always hanging at his waist, never leaving his side.
"I advise you not to make any moves." An aged voice spoke, steady and cold.
Upon closer inspection of the dozens of purple-armored figures, there were indeed thirty-three people, and the leader was an elderly man.
Thirty-three members of the Purple Winged Army, all with peak cultivation at the Saint Sovereign Realm Third Layer.
Only this elder's aura absolutely reached the late-stage Saint Sovereign Realm, above the Seventh Layer.
