This sight froze the expressions of everyone who had been accusing Sikong Jing.
Qian Ta, who had been sneering darkly, was dumbstruck again. Dong Wu and the others, who had been gripped by terror, seemed as though they had been struck by a freezing spell.
One after another, they looked toward the person who had thrust out that sword light. Naturally, it was still Sikong Jing.
Amid the dead silence of the entire scene... Thud, thud, thud!
Sikong Jing had already walked step by step to Tyrant Fierce Venerable. Ignoring everyone around him, he said in a low voice, "Tyrant Fierce, I was originally planning to come down and kill you after settling this. I never expected you to rush up here and deliver yourself to death."
Though his voice was low, he made no attempt to conceal it, and it carried clearly through the surroundings.
Tyrant Fierce Venerable's eyes had gone wide. He asked stupidly, "In a situation like this, how dare you? Why do you dare?"
Precisely because he had never imagined that Sikong Jing would still dare to kill him in public, he had not been guarded against it in the slightest.
And so, in an instant, Sikong Jing's sword had pierced straight through him.
Sikong Jing said coldly, "I was always going to kill you in public. Otherwise, how could I have forced you to come outside Overlord Heaven Inner City? Otherwise, how could I have given you a chance to flee?"
This sentence, of course, was no longer spoken openly. Only Tyrant Fierce Venerable could hear it.
Yet he still stared at Sikong Jing with a face full of confusion, wanting an explanation.
But Sikong Jing suddenly pulled out his sword... Pfft!
The sword drew blood from Tyrant Fierce Venerable's chest, droplets splattering onto the