Whether it was Shi Douxing feigning weakness toward them at the start, or the sudden counterattack by those disguised as refugees later on, this masked man had appeared every time. Yet now, he had slipped in from Willow Leaf's reinforcements outside the city.
That was very, very strange.
By all reason, no one should have been able to get out of the city under the earlier circumstances.
When Sikong Jing had rescued Sect Master Zhang and the others by deploying two army-slaying formations, he had done so under the cover of the Bloodforged Army-Slaying Formation.
Added to that, Spearform Meteors had been raining down without end at the time. Naturally, Chang Lehuang had not known that the masked man before her was the army formation master with the exceptionally powerful control she had mentioned earlier.
Nor did she know that Sikong Jing had left the city at that very time.
Facing Chang Lehuang's question, and the Qianyuan Holy Devil soldiers around him eyeing him like tigers watching prey, Sikong Jing smiled calmly beneath his mask and replied in a metallic voice, "Guess..."
Those two words seemed to scorn Chang Lehuang, thoroughly displeasing those around them. After all, he was inside their encirclement.
Chang Lehuang's expression turned cold as she sneered. "Will you take off that mask yourself, or shall I tear it off for you?"
She stopped wasting words asking how he had left the city, instead pressing Sikong Jing with a terrifyingly powerful aura.
Any further questions would naturally be answered once she captured him alive.
Yet Sikong Jing remained standing ramrod straight. He suddenly raised one finger and asked lightly, "Do you know what this is?"
A drop of blood was spinning round and round at the tip of his finger.
Chang Lehuang paused slightly at his words,