Some absolute supporters of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower bared savage faces upon hearing this. "Tower Master Pei will never let him leave."
They could all see what the future held. It was impossible for Pei Kuang not to see it as well.
The entire territory of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower would likely descend into chaos and lockdown next. Pei Kuang would certainly issue a death order, not allowing even a fly to leave. Yet this person's words received no response from anyone else.
Eyes flickered one after another.
They had failed to kill Sikong Little Devil before he had fully grown. Now that he had thoroughly become one of the world's foremost experts beneath the Saint Martial Stage, how could the Thousand Kings Holy Tower possibly capture him so easily?
As for the Wind Thunder Roaring Beast, no one thought it could catch up to Sikong Jing either.
Even with the aid of massive numbers of powerful experts from every side a few days ago, the Wind Thunder Roaring Beast had suffered badly. Now, it was even less likely to succeed.
"His wind-thunder attribute power was the reason he escaped several days ago."
"His repeated sword strikes against the Wind Thunder Roaring Beast back then were actually him studying its wind-thunder power. Then, today, he erupted and truly became the Fenglei Emperor, all to slap the Thousand Kings Holy Tower in the face even harder."
Others analyzed the events from several days ago, and every one of them felt ice-cold from head to toe.
They shared the same thought as Qu Hanming. How had Sikong Little Devil learned the Wind Thunder Roaring Beast's power in such a short time? There was likely only one explanation... a Third-Grade Holy Body, peerless beneath the heavens!
Just as countless people analyzed