Facing the terrified gazes of everyone in the courtyard, Sikong Jing stepped inside with an indifferent expression.
After casually sweeping his gaze around, his brows lifted slightly as he said slowly, "So you hid underground. Listen, everyone of the Yao Residence—follow my Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation. Shadow Moon Flash Strike!"
The instant his words fell, black patterns spread out beneath Sikong Jing's feet, connecting with Yang Yi and the others outside the courtyard.
Then, the hundred-man army-slaying formation condensed thousands of tiny Shadow Moon Rat shapes...
In the next moment, the Shadow Moon Rats seemed to melt into the surrounding light as they swarmed into the courtyard.
Puff puff puff puff...
Shadow Moon Rat forms composed of army-slaying formation power burrowed underground, striking the dirt with a dense barrage of sounds, as though countless thunderclaps were exploding beneath the earth.
After only three breaths... "Ah!"
At last, a scream erupted from underground, followed by a figure blasting violently out of the ground.
He roared, "Sikong, you little beast! Are you truly going to make an enemy of my Jade Appraisal Chamber of Commerce?"
The man who appeared was middle-aged. His aura had reached the peak of the second major realm of the Emperor Martial Stage, and his clothes belonged to the Jade Appraisal Chamber of Commerce. Yet he now looked utterly wretched and disheveled.
Three days ago, nine Emperor Martial Stage experts of the Jade Appraisal Chamber of Commerce had gathered together, led by Pei Feie, and relentlessly tracked Sikong Jing.
Following Pei Yuzheng's orders, Pei Feie had to ensure that even if they could not capture Sikong Jing, no other major power could capture him either.
Yet over the past two or three days, they too had failed to find any trace of Sikong Jing.
Thus, Pei Feie