The spirit shadows inside the Spirit Shadow Formation were all fake.
Though they had been made to look exactly like the real thing, there were still differences.
Yet Sikong Jing did not seem to know how to deal even with the fake—and weakest—spirit shadow before him, actually letting it approach as it pleased... The leader of Shi'an could not help asking again, "Could it be that this little beast does not even know what a spirit shadow is?"
Duanmu Chun could not be bothered to respond to the leader of Shi'an's mockery. He too stared fixedly at Sikong Jing.
That can't be possible!
Sikong Jing had already achieved Spirit Martial fusion. There was no way he would not know how to handle a spirit shadow.
Inside the formation, the white shadow had completely pressed itself against Sikong Jing. With a ghostly shriek, it viciously burrowed into his body. Then, the spirit shadow let out an incomparably eerie scream from Sikong Jing's body as it twisted without end.
Yet Sikong Jing still stood there blankly, as though he had lost his soul.
Something seemed to be writhing behind him, as if it were about to completely take over Sikong Jing's body.
Pfft...
At this sight, even Pei Feishan could not help laughing aloud.
He said blandly, "Duanmu Chun, I truly do not know why you sent such trash to help your Weng Ting participate in the Spirit-Seizing War. Could it be because his Army-Slaying Formation is somewhat impressive?"
"I do not recall the Spirit-Seizing War in Eastern Spirit City requiring an Army-Slaying Formation."
Eastern Spirit City, as Pei Feishan called it, was precisely the city where Weng Ting's family was located. The Spirit-Seizing War Weng Ting was participating in naturally did not involve only her family, but every faction in all