The moment the giant halberd appeared, the little demon beasts that had just blocked everyone's path vanished in a clattering rush like a receding tide.
Then, cries of boundless delight rang out from within the courtyard, from Zhang Duiyin and the others. "Junior Brother Sikong..."
Whoosh...
A violent wind swept up as Sikong Jing descended from the sky, clad entirely in black.
He slowly landed atop the Tyrant War King Halberd, his deep gaze sweeping across the attackers who stretched almost beyond sight...
At that moment, overwhelmingly tyrannical beastly might radiated from him as he said, "Leave now, and you will not be killed. Otherwise... all of you will be wiped out!"
His voice boomed in every direction, slamming viciously into Di Caijue and the others, then into the forces from several Shaking One District factions nearby, freezing their expressions stiff.
Because at that instant, their hearts abruptly fell into turmoil, pounding wildly against their chests.
It was a fear that seemed to come from nowhere...
Yet it was not entirely without cause. During these days of the District-Seizing War, they had already heard of Sikong Jing's accomplishments. Ever since he had slain the Yang Residence representative, Sikong Jing had practically wiped out one Shaking One District faction per day.
And that was not even the most frightening part. His most terrifying feat was killing the five pursuers from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower.
But they had come for him in the first place...
So after that inexplicable terror, they swiftly regained their composure. Di Caijue still spoke coldly, "Sikong, you little beast, you finally dared to show yourself. I hear you've become quite skilled at playing hide-and-seek lately."
With that one sentence, he viciously mocked Sikong Jing for all his recent hiding.
"Now you finally dared to show yourself.