Not long after Sikong Jing left, rustle, rustle...
Figures flashed out one after another from the buildings surrounding the street, every face grave to the extreme.
Someone growled, "Too terrifying. Is this the power of an ultimate Imperial weapon?"
"It's not just an ultimate Imperial weapon. There's also the Tyrant Soul Venerable's Tyrant Soul Heavenly Demon Halberd battle technique—an existence at the pinnacle of Imperial grade as well." The second person replied heavily. Clearly, he had learned quite a bit about the Tyrant Soul Venerable over the past day and night.
Gulp...
Many people swallowed hard.
Then someone else said, "Such terrifying ultimate methods... I really want to obtain all of them. If we got them, we'd be just as invincible as him... No, we'd be even more invincible than him."
Sikong Jing was merely at the peak of the Spirit Battle Realm without a battle body, yet after receiving the Tyrant Soul Venerable's inheritance, he had become so terrifying.
They were powerful battle-body geniuses. If they obtained those treasures, they would naturally be even more formidable. Nearly everyone thought so, yet none of them dared to charge forward and kill him now.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Just as the crowd was at a loss, five more figures suddenly descended. They were none other than the five pursuers from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower.
The moment they landed, they swept their eyes over the street before coldly asking, "Where is he?"
They had already confirmed that the person who had just killed was Sikong Jing of the Yao Residence—the one Young Master Pei wanted dead. At last, they had found him.
The people around them opened their mouths, but in the end, they could only point in the direction Sikong Jing had left.
The five Thousand Kings Holy Tower pursuers exchanged