"AAAAAHHH..."
In the blink of an eye, the entire scene was left with nothing but endless screams as one person after another was hurled away by Sikong Jing like cannonballs.
One after another, they scattered in every direction!
In just a few breaths, the twenty-odd people besieging Sikong Jing had all been sent flying. They crashed down around the Tyrant Soul Courtyard, vomiting blood wildly, and not a single one could crawl back to their feet.
The true qi within their bodies had nearly been smashed apart, no longer able to gather again.
Sikong Jing drifted down lightly, his expression unchanged as he looked at Senior Sister Cen opposite him and said flatly, "Your turn, Shadow Wielding Realm!"
Senior Sister Cen was the strongest among this group assigned to receive the Canggu Saintess, having reached the Shadow Wielding Realm.
Yet as Sikong Jing's words fell, apart from the cries of the twenty-odd injured people, there was no other sound before the Tyrant Soul Courtyard.
The madness and sneer on Senior Sister Cen's face vanished completely, leaving only disbelief.
Behind her, Tie Ti'er no longer looked as anxious as before. All that remained was shock and confusion.
Granny Kui's expression, which had been practically begging for Sikong Jing to be crushed to pulp by the siege, froze stiffly on her face as well, her features filled with utter disbelief.
Thud...
Then Sikong Jing took a heavy step forward, shattering the eerie silence. "You can scream all you want now, call Gong Ying over to save you, or pray that some expert happens to pass nearby and can rescue you."
As he had said, the East Tyrant Courtyard was enormous.
And the Tyrant Soul Courtyard lay in one of its most remote corners, so the chance of an expert being nearby was