Pei Kuang's order, Sikong Jing had naturally already heard of it.
He was indeed somewhat taken aback, but a gleam flashed through his eyes at once as he thought, Very good. I was just wondering how to sneak in. Since Pei Kuang has thrown the gates wide open, then I won't stand on ceremony.
For Sikong Jing, his goal was to enter Thousand Kings Holy City—to face Pei Kuang.
Whether the holy city was opened or not made little difference to him. Whatever Pei Kuang's plans were, they would not change his actions.
Why had he revealed his identity?
Why had he stopped disguising himself after leaving that demonic beast cave? Other than seizing the title of Fenglei Emperor and throwing Wind Thunder City into chaos, it was because his plan had always been to meet Pei Kuang face-to-face.
Drawing a quiet breath, Sikong Jing waited silently in hiding for the various factions to appear.
Before long, as the people from the Thousand Kings Ten Emperors Cities poured toward Thousand Kings Holy City, Sikong Jing directly blended into the crowd and easily entered the holy city with the procession.
By the time night fell, the various sects and forces had all entered the holy city.
Suddenly... Bzzz!
The grand formation of Thousand Kings Holy City activated, and the entire city instantly entered a state of complete lockdown.
Quite a few people began to panic involuntarily, gripped by a bad premonition.
Next, something terrifying was bound to happen.
Others thought nothing of it. They guessed that Thousand Kings Holy Tower was preparing to catch turtles in a jar. Some felt that Sikong Jing would not dare enter the holy city at all, and that activating the grand formation was merely a defensive measure to prevent any further trouble within the city.