The other three old men raised their heads at those words and frowned. There were indeed a few too many little demon beasts.
But before they could study it further, Di Geng's voice finally rang out again, unable to hold back any longer. "I say, Great Genius Sikong, if you don't make a decision soon, this little girl is going to die."
Yang Yi clenched his fists again, his whole face trembling in despair.
Finally, at that moment, Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes and took a heavy step forward!
Di Geng and the others' bodies snapped taut along with that step, fervent light flickering endlessly in their eyes.
Above them, an increasing number of Divine Shuttle Ships stared fixedly at Sikong Jing.
The four old men around him also took a slight step forward, no longer bothering with the little demon birds around them as they prepared to act.
Suddenly, Li Feng shouted heavily, "Sikong Jing, kneel!"
He had been waiting for this far too long. Ever since his first encounter with Sikong Jing, when he had been met with the words, "A secret unique skill, no comment," Li Feng had regarded Sikong Jing as a thorn in his eye and a splinter in his flesh.
Now, he could finally crush this conceited brat into submission.
You were wild, arrogant, and unyielding—but in the end, didn't you still have to bend your back and kneel?
Yet Sikong Jing remained as immovable as a mountain...
His knees showed absolutely no sign of bending. Instead, pitch-black army patterns had already emerged from beneath his feet, while, with a hum, more army patterns flashed across the ground and hooked toward the hundred people of the Yao Residence behind him.
"Hm?"
The instant the army patterns appeared, everyone's gazes froze.
Di Geng abruptly