Because the army pattern was underground, no one could see it for the moment. If it only launched a single strike, no one would come to investigate.
Even now, the army-slaying formation aura around Sikong Jing continued to surge without end...
At Sikong Jing's words, Di Geng and Li Feng's faces twisted hideously. They had actually failed!
"Damn it, how could the Yao Residence possibly have such a formidable alchemist?"
The three Ten Thousand Herbs Holy Sect experts growled repeatedly, having lost all their earlier calm and lofty superiority.
Yao Yulou gave Sikong Jing a deep look.
Naturally, he knew the detoxification must be related to the remnants of Su Old Devil. Still, he let out a long breath and replied, "Perhaps your poison just happened to run into the specialty of an alchemist from my Yao Residence?"
The three Ten Thousand Herbs Holy Sect experts ground their teeth wildly. That seemed to be the only explanation.
"Yao Yulou, don't get smug..."
Suddenly, Li Feng roared again, pressing his sword against Yao Yulou's back. He turned his crazed gaze toward Sikong Jing. "Little bastard, Yao Yulou is still in my hands. If you don't want him dead, hand over the Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation at once!"
Now that their poison scheme against the Yao Residence had failed, they could only use Yao Yulou as leverage.
The enraged Di Geng also trembled all over as he pointed at Yao Yulou, similarly saying to Sikong Jing, "Sikong, you little bastard, now we don't just want the Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation. We also want every bit of Tyrant Soul Inheritance in your hands. Otherwise, Yao Yulou will die immediately."
Boom, boom, boom...
The thousands of Emperor Martial Stage experts around them all pointed at Yao Yulou, their eyes fixed directly on Sikong Jing.