"Roar, roar, roar..."
The instant the sub-bead shattered, beast spirit shadows one after another—including the Two-Horned War Demon Tiger—were violently blasted backward.
"Master..."
Seeing this, Yin Shi frantically lunged toward the center of the sub-bead's explosion.
However, the Mother-Child Spirit-Mixing Pearl was a lower-grade Emperor artifact. Its explosion was no trifling matter, and Yin Shi could not enter for the moment. He had no idea what had happened to his master, his entire face panicked to the extreme.
Sikong Jing's expression, meanwhile, remained icy as he too stared fixedly at the center of the explosion.
The next moment, the sub-bead's light dimmed slightly, and a warped humanoid spirit shadow slowly emerged from the heart of the blast.
When Sikong Jing focused his eyes again, he discovered that this twisted humanoid spirit shadow had only half of its body left.
It was half of Yin Henzi's spirit-shadow body...
Naturally, the frantic Yin Shi saw it as well. He gritted his teeth, trembling as he stammered, "Master, y-you—you're all right, aren't you?"
The terror in his heart grew ever stronger. Could it be that his master was about to be trapped within the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield?
Could his master survive with only half a spirit-shadow body remaining?
And without his master, if Yin Shi went out, Duanmu Chun and the others would absolutely beat him to death alive.
Sikong Jing's gaze remained incomparably cold. He was not so optimistic.
Because he still did not know whether the other half of Yin Henzi's spirit shadow had been directly blown apart or had already been teleported out.
At last, the light of the Mixed Spirit Sub-Bead vanished completely...
The half of Yin Henzi's spirit shadow floating in midair was, of course, still alive. He fixed Sikong Jing with his single eye. Even with only one