At this moment, Sikong Jing increasingly felt that Pei Kuang's summons seemed to serve some other purpose. In particular, the battle for the Saint Son's companion warriors seemed to be about more than merely conquering the lesser ones. Who knew what else Pei Kuang intended to do...
In the end, Sikong Jing still could not figure it out. His objective, however, remained unchanged: simply to blow up the Thousand Prison Tower.
Thus, he arrived at a certain Hundred Venerables City within Wind Thunder City's territory. He smoothly passed the second round of testing for the companion warrior battle and finally entered Wind Thunder City, one of the Thousand Kings Ten Emperors Cities.
Even here, it was still bustling...
And this bustle differed from that of the places before. Grab anyone off the street, and they would be disciples of some major sect.
Sikong Jing still did not approach anyone. Instead, he casually entered an inn.
By this time, the sky had slowly begun to darken.
At the same time, the voice of a Thousand King powerhouse suddenly rang out across nearly the entire territory of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower. "The selection for Saint Son companion warrior qualifications has ended. The Ten Emperors Cities are officially sealed. No one may enter or leave."
"Tomorrow, the battle for the Saint Son's companion warriors will officially begin. All heaven's chosen, please rest well."
As the voice fell, the entirety of Wind Thunder City fell quiet for several breaths before becoming lively once more.
The inn where Sikong Jing was located was a gathering place for disciples of all kinds of sects. Naturally, it was even more feverish, with countless young people participating in the Saint Son companion warrior battle chatting and boasting loudly.
They talked about this and that...
As for Sikong