Unsympathetic Heaven

"Disciple, I've long said that you won't be able to defeat me."

The Sect Master of the Academy looked at Su Zimo who was inches away. His tone was indifferent, but it was filled with condescending confidence and certainty.

Desolate Martial's strength indeed made his eyes light up.

The purgatory that was burning with flames was extremely powerful. It was similar to a Grotto-heaven but yet different.

The Sect Master of the Academy speculated that this purgatory could even refine and suppress quasi-Emperors!

However, it was still far from being able to injure him with this purgatory.

The Sect Master of the Academy merely circulated his blood qi and could defend against the impact of the Martial Dao Purgatory.

Up till now, everything was within his control.

The Sect Master of the Academy could not imagine what other tricks Su Zimo had up his sleeves.