An Elder Family member gave a bitter smile and said, "A Xie, stop deceiving yourself. Give up."
"Yes. Even if the Sikong prodigy truly escaped the pursuit of the Emperor Martial Stage spirit shadow, there's no way he can deal with so many Heavenly King Realm spirit shadows." Another person spoke with a miserable expression.
Listening to the words of surrender around him, A Xie was lost as well. Was there truly no hope left?
"He's here—the Sikong prodigy is here!" At that moment, A Xiang suddenly let out a wild cry.
Everyone shuddered as they looked at A Xiang. Her eyes flashed brightly as she said, "I can sense the spirit weapon war hammer I lent to the Sikong prodigy drawing closer and closer... He's here. The Sikong prodigy is so fast!"
As she spoke, A Xiang suddenly looked in the direction of her war hammer spirit weapon's aura...
Everyone, including Weng Ting, followed her gaze.
Then they saw a crimson streak shooting in from the distance, with a pitch-black streak trailing behind it.
But no one paid any attention to the black streak. They all stared fixedly at the crimson one, and within its glow, they indeed saw a figure in a bamboo hat. They indeed saw Sikong Jing.
"Roar..."
At that very moment, the shrill roars of Heavenly King Realm spirit shadows came from behind them. More than a dozen Heavenly King Realm spirit shadows at the front lunged in to kill, intending to tear apart the spirit platforms of everyone in the Elder Family.
Boom...
Just as those Heavenly King Realm spirit shadows pounced upon the crowd, Sikong Jing arrived as well, carrying an overwhelmingly powerful presence.
At that instant, the crimson streak vanished, fully revealing Sikong Jing's figure.
It was as though a pair of