In the sky, the strong wind whistled like knives.
At such high altitudes and extreme speeds, the force of the wind indeed resembled blades, capable of easily tearing an expert of the Refining Realm Ninth Transformation into pieces.
Even those in the Foundation Building Realm had to withstand great pressure.
At that moment, Zhou Dao's figure suddenly slowed down and stopped midair.
"Master, why have we stopped?" Husky couldn't help but ask.
"An expert has caught up with us," Zhou Dao said lightly, looking behind him.
"An expert!?" Wang Xiaoyi was alarmed and uncertain, "Could it be those two from the Flying Immortal Sect have caught up again?"
"What experts are they?" Zhou Dao smiled, "Besides, they don't have the guts."
Lan Qian Yin and Luo Yi Yi, the sibling disciples, had witnessed Zhou Dao's ferocity and were already terrified with their heart demons deep planted.