If he pushed any further, he would reach the second major realm of the Spirit Martial Stage—the Spirit Movement Realm... But Sikong Jing deliberately stopped. It was not that he could not break through; rather, he wanted to spend a few days brewing and consolidating his foundation in the Spirit Battle Realm before making the next breakthrough.
Once everything was settled, Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes.
"Phew..."
Seeing this, all the beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison swallowed in unison.
One by one, they raised claws, tentacles, and the like to wipe the sweat from their foreheads. Damn it, they had nearly been scared to death.
Flying Cloud Colorful Butterfly directly voiced its emotions. "Wuwuwuwu, Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, I almost thought you had died just now."
It was truly crying aloud.
Flying Cloud Colorful Butterfly had communicated with Su Yuexi before, and it placed immense importance on Sikong Jing.
Hearing the beasts' words, Sikong Jing slowly rose to his feet.
"I almost thought I was going to die too. But at the instant my dantian exploded, it felt as though I had fallen into demonic possession once again. Then I thought—if I could endure even demonic possession, what is this by comparison?"
"As long as I'm resolute enough, nothing is impossible."
"My dantian has been dug out once before, and my meridians have shattered once before too. I have experience."
As Sikong Jing spoke, his voice still carried lingering fear... At the instant his dantian exploded, he had felt as though his soul were about to leave his body. Yet the scene from the first time he had fallen into demonic possession flashed through his mind.
Back then, he had gone mad to save Su Yuexi!
And at the time, the poisoned Su Yuexi had