The next moment, Sikong Jing looked again at the Two-Horned War Demon Tiger and asked, "I want to know more about this battlefield. Can you tell me?"
In the current situation, Sikong Jing was still the passive one...
If Yin Henzi kept hiding inside the tower-shaped imperial artifact and refused to come out, then once the time was up, he could leave the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield along with Yin Shi's body.
And even if Yin Henzi emerged after finishing his cultivation a few days later, even if Sikong Jing defeated him, he could still hide back inside the tower-shaped imperial artifact. Sikong Jing had no way to stop him.
That was why Sikong Jing wanted to learn about the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield, to see whether he could use its rules to blast away this half of Yin Henzi's spirit shadow.
As long as he destroyed it, Yin Henzi would certainly suffer even graver injuries.
Then, after leaving the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield, his chances of killing Yin Henzi's true body would be much greater.
One of Sikong Ling's arms was still on him. Sikong Jing wanted nothing more than to kill him dead.
The Two-Horned War Demon Tiger lowered its head slightly and replied, "King, of course. Please follow us..."
And so, Sikong Jing stared deeply at the tower-shaped imperial artifact before following the Two-Horned War Demon Tiger away from the demon beast battlefield.
Inside the grand hall at the entrance to the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield, the illusion mirror suddenly shattered.
Before the illusion realm broke apart, the crowd could still hear Yin Henzi's frantic, miserable howls coming from the Mixed Spirit Mother Bead, along with the wild roars of the demon beasts. No one present knew what had happened.
As had been said, the demon beast spirit shadows were simply too huge, nearly