In the forest.
Han Yi descended and put down Zuo Lie.
"Brother Zuo, you go first, I'll cover the rear."
Han Yi's eyes were deep as he looked up at the seven cultivators from the Southern Dipper Divine Palace closely following him, ready to descend into the forest.
"Brother Han, you..." Zuo Lie was worried, but seeing Han Yi's calm expression, he knew Han Yi was not a reckless person. If he dared to stay behind, he must have confidence in himself.
On second thought, he mocked himself for being worried about Han Yi. Han Yi's combat strength was already extremely terrifying in the Facing Reality Heavenly Realm. Not long ago, at Star River Square, even Ding Jiansheng of the Chi Xiao Sword Sect couldn't withstand a single move. There was no need for him to worry at all.
On the contrary, at this moment, he had become a burden to Han Yi and was slowing him down.