Duanmu Chun agreed without the slightest hesitation.
By now, he practically obeyed Sikong Jing's every word. He knew perfectly well what a terrifying existence Sikong Jing had become.
It could be said that Sikong Jing had completely grown into his own.
In terms of combat strength alone, Duanmu Chun was already no match for Sikong Jing, much less in battle-killing formations.
But just as Duanmu Chun was about to issue the summons, he paused slightly and said, "A-Jing, should you simply strike personally and assassinate Chang Ao? If so, the troops of all the major powers will surely fall into chaos."
Assassinating Chang Ao—so long as it succeeded—would make it easy to wipe out the joint forces stationed in Chaos-Shaking City by the several eastern powers.
That way, the Eastern Tyrant forces would suffer no losses either.
Yet Sikong Jing shook his head and replied, "Assassinating Chang Ao may not be difficult for me, but we cannot do that."
Beneath his mask, Sikong Jing's voice was firm and resonant, carrying a faintly mysterious air...
"Murong Grand Heaven Duel is selling the Qianyuan Battle-Killing Diagram. Some may still hesitate, wondering whether the thing is real or fake. They say it contains part of the Primal Heaven Formation, but is that a large part or a small one? And how powerful is it?"
"Grandpa Su's matter happened decades ago. Some people will always doubt whether the Qianyuan Battle-Killing Diagram is truly that formidable."
"Then I must let the whole world see just how powerful the Qianyuan Battle-Killing Diagram truly is."
"If we want to sell our goods better, if we want people across the world to scramble madly to buy them, then the goods must be the real deal."
As Sikong Jing spoke each word with deliberate force, Duanmu Chun's eyes slowly