"Hmm?"
Upon hearing the sound from behind, Zhang Hao's brows furrowed instantly.
Turning his gaze, he discovered the approaching man in purple, a young man about his age.
From the other's aura, Zhang Hao could tell that this person's cultivation was probably higher than his own.
However, high cultivation did not mean greater combat strength. Having practiced swordsmanship for many years, Zhang Hao's skills had become transcendent and sacred, augmented by his understanding of Sword Intent.
Facing an opponent with slightly stronger cultivation, he could still easily come out on top.
But what made Zhang Hao wary was the elder following the young man in purple. The faint aura emanating from the elder demanded respect,
most likely at least of the fifth layer of the Emperor Realm or above.
Currently, Zhang Hao's own realm was merely at the first layer of the Emperor Realm; against a fifth-layer expert, he wouldn't stand a chance.