Sikong Jing had simply too many army-slaying formation techniques, leaving them unable to cope.
Thinking back to the wolf shadow formed from troops, his control of the Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation, the all-out chaotic melee and suppression, and all those other army-slaying techniques, Chang Yihuang was truly at a loss. He had never heard of army-slaying formations being capable of such endlessly shifting transformations.
And Chang Yihuang naturally knew that the two of them would likely truly die here today. Now, he only wanted to know one answer.
"The formation linked to over a hundred people earlier was, of course, the Tyrant Soul Army-Slaying Formation. But this Beast Slaughter Array is not..."
"It is something I developed from the Qianyuan Battle-Killing Formation. Of course it is terrifying."
As Sikong Jing answered, the two great emperors froze in shock once more, their eyes widening in unison.
They stared at Sikong Jing in utter disbelief. Chang Yihuang muttered, "The Qianyuan Battle-Killing Formation? Are you the successor of Overlord Soul, or the successor of Su Old Devil? And what is your relationship with that humanoid ferocious beast?"
At this moment, Sikong Jing's identity seemed shrouded in layer upon layer of mist to them, stirring all sorts of speculation.
Recalling the birthplace of Overlord Soul's successor, these questions immediately arose.
But... Boom!
Sikong Jing launched another savage assault alongside the Armor-Splitting Flying Scorpion, while controlling the Beast Slaughter Array to bombard them without pause. At last, he completely scattered the true qi throughout their bodies. In other words... they had become complete cripples.
With everything perfectly settled, Sikong Jing leaped down from the Armor-Splitting Flying Scorpion and stood before the two of them.
"There are some things I'd better not explain too clearly."
Sikong Jing spoke indifferently, then added, "You won't die just