From the Divine Shuttle Ships, they could see auras representing the Emperor Martial Stage converging from every direction. At a glance, there were at least several hundred of them, streaking together like shooting stars.
They had abandoned the protection of their own disciples to come here. They had to be here for Sikong Jing.
Duanmu Chun and Yao Yuzhi exchanged a faint glance. The latter said gravely, "For Sikong Jing and the others, this trial is far too terrifying. More and more Emperor Martial Stage experts will definitely come after them..."
Her expression was solemn. Whether it was Pei Yuzheng's bounty or the Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation, both were madly enticing the powerhouses of every faction.
Could Sikong Jing fight his way through every obstacle?
If he were surrounded by hundreds or thousands of Emperor Martial Stage experts, then no matter how extraordinary he was, he would never be able to break through.
"Just trust them. Sikong Jing said he wouldn't let anyone find them easily."
After a long silence, Duanmu Chun took a deep breath. They had already anticipated the current situation last night, yet Sikong Jing had remained brimming with confidence. Now, they could only choose to trust him...
Just as now, no one aboard the Divine Shuttle Ships in the sky could see any trace of Sikong Jing and the others.
Meanwhile, at the edge of Shaking Eight District, within a small mountain.
Sikong Jing and the Yao Residence group were staying there. With the dense forest concealing them, naturally no one could spot them from above.
At that moment, Yang Yi walked over and asked, "Brother Sikong, we've fully recovered. How should we proceed next?"
The Yao Residence guards all turned to look at Sikong Jing as well...
They too could feel the terrifying pressure. Some