Ethan Smith nodded slightly.
He could certainly see the intentions of the Purple Flame Sect.
"Is this Purple Flame Sect that powerful?" Ethan Smith asked.
Herman Avery glanced at Ethan Smith and nodded, "Yes, they have more than twenty martial marquises, including several at the peak form.".
"Besides that?" Ethan Smith continued to ask.
These martial marquises, Ethan Smith did not pay attention to them at all.
As long as it doesn't involve the martial saint, Ethan Smith was fearless.
"Besides that? What do you mean?" Herman Avery was clearly a little confused.
Ethan Smith said, "For example, Martial Saint's Weapon? Or the Power of Martial Saint, or even the Martial Saint himself?"
Herman Avery chuckled, "Martial saint? If the Purple Flame Sect had a martial saint, why would they need to hide in the Proseponia Kingdom?"
Ethan Smith thought for a moment, and that made sense.
If there was a martial saint, no one under the heavens could restrict the Purple Flame Sect.
