Considering Xia Yi’s current cultivation base, he actually had the ability to keep the Realm of Flame Heaven safe for a thousand years. He wasn’t being blindly arrogant.

“No way!” Nie Tian said with great determination.

It was just that his voice didn’t seem to spread out of the void realm.

Eyebrows furrowed, Xia Yi looked at him from afar, but didn’t seem to have heard him.

With a disdainful smile, Zhao Shanling pointed his hand in the air, and the multiple layers of space that separated them from Xia Yi started to change. A special ward seemed to gradually peel open.

“Alright, he can hear you now,” Zhao Shanling said.

“The Flame Dragon Armor belongs to me,” Nie Tian said, facing Xia Yi with decisiveness that could sever nails and chop iron, “No one can take it away from me, not even you!”  

Xia Yi heard him perfectly clearly this time.

To Nie Tian’s surprise, Xia Yi didn’t seem angered by his words. He nodded and said with curled lips, “So it wasn’t Hua Mu who refused to hand over the Flame Dragon Armor. It was you. You’ve got some nerve, kid. You actually dare to refuse my demand. Alright. Since you’ve made your choice, you can just open your eyes and watch those who you care about die miserably one by one.”

With these words, he didn’t attempt to take the Flame Dragon Armor from Nie Tian....