Above the vast sky, two slender figures stood facing each other, a gust of wind blowing through, causing the black hair of the two young prodigies to dance wildly.
"Brother Xiao, your current cultivation should be at the mid-level King Martial Fourth Level, so I will suppress mine," Tang Yi spoke at this moment.
His black hair draped over his shoulders, appearing somewhat disheveled, but his pair of pitch-black eyes blasted out two peerless rays of light at this moment, radiant and dazzling.
The moment his words fell, Tang Yi swiftly overlapped his hands, forming a special Seal Technique, and immediately, strands of unique aura were released from between his hands and entered his body.
"Sealing!"
Tang Yi raised a finger, pointing at the center of his forehead.
Whoosh!
