Another four hours passed.
The forces slain by the duo now numbered in the dozens.
From beginning to end, the two showed no mercy whatsoever.
The Central Region is such a place, full of slaughter, fraught with danger.
These forces, being under Heavenly King Mountain's command and going to great lengths for tempting rewards, attempted to kill the duo.
The duo naturally wouldn't hold back.
A few minutes later, after flying tens of thousands of miles, yet another group of martial artists surrounded them.
Xiao Yi shook his head, "It'll take at least half a day to return to the academy."
"I'm afraid before we reach the academy, we've already wiped out nearly a hundred forces in the region."
"What can we do?" Qing Lin shrugged.
"Birds die for food, men die for wealth; they insist on coming at us, trying to take our lives, they are digging their own graves."
Xiao Yi shook his head, saying, "That's not what I meant."
"I just feel something is amiss."
