After Gong Ying left, she naturally began gathering troops.
But of course, she would not say they were going to besiege Sikong Jing, the inheritor of Ba Hun. She would only say that enemies had invaded.
Inside the Tyrant Fierce Grand Formation, Sikong Jing still paid no heed to anything else and continued his fierce battle with the Tyrant Fierce Venerable...
Another seven and a half minutes later, the two landed at the same time.
Both were drenched in blood and appeared gravely wounded, but the Tyrant Fierce Venerable was smiling now.
"Sikong, you little beast, the master of Dark Tower will be here soon. As long as you can't kill me, you won't be able to escape."
"Both of us are seriously injured now. No matter how gifted you are or how sacred your body is, what can you possibly do to me?"
At this moment, the Tyrant Fierce Venerable had regained his composure. He was no longer worried...
The master of Dark Tower was drawing ever closer, and the Tyrant Fierce Venerable had thoroughly tested Sikong Jing's strength. Since neither could do anything to the other, he stood in an invincible position. All he needed to do was stall.
Yet Sikong Jing replied blandly, "Seriously injured? You are. I'm not!"
As soon as he spoke, Sikong Jing immediately formed the Multi-Leaf Seal, sending it flowing through his entire body.
In an instant, the wounds on his body began healing at a rapid pace. His current injuries were far lighter than when Pei Chang had tortured him.
Naturally, he could recover quickly...
In the blink of an eye, even though Sikong Jing had not recovered to his full strength, he had regained eighty percent of it.
As Sikong Jing's aura grew increasingly powerful, as the surging life force around