Bang…
A Purple Flame Wandering Dragon coalesced and emerged.
The surrounding gale winds continuously battered.
Xiao Yi wasn't interested in continuously waving the Cold Flame Sword to block, so he simply gathered the Purple Crystal Spirit Flame to shield himself.
This is just the valley bottom.
The level of the gale winds here is far less fierce than those that keep intensifying as you ascend.
With this level of gale winds, the Purple Crystal Spirit Flame is more than enough to withstand them.
"Phew." Xiao Yi took a deep breath.
Then sat down casually.
Shaking his head, he sighed.
While constantly ascending, those increasingly stronger gale winds he could ignore.
But when he was nearly at the top of the valley, that raging storm was beyond what he could contend with.
He sensed that this raging storm far surpassed his level, even more so than a full-strength strike by a Martial Arts Great Power.
He could escape from a Martial Arts Great Power.
