"Roar..."
Sikong Jing had arrived. Using his beast-form spiritual shadow, he controlled the carriage-pulling monster beast and charged into the air above Qian Ta and the chess pieces.
Inside the carriage-pulling monster beast, Sikong Jing said in a low voice, "Uncle Yao, can you still move?"
Within the carriage-pulling monster beast, Yao Yulou replied weakly, "Yes. I can barely fight now!"
His dantian had only just been reinstalled in his body. He was still extremely, extremely weak.
Yet Yao Yulou had heard the sounds outside. He knew he had to fight. Even if he died, he had to save his parents from the tower—and, of course, ensure that Jiang Wanyou could safely leave with Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing's beast-form spiritual shadow spoke again, "Good. Then Uncle Yao, you take Aunt Jiang away. I'll use this carriage-pulling monster beast to fight Qian Ta, but I can't promise how long I'll be able to hold him off."
After a brief pause, Sikong Jing's voice suddenly grew more and more distant from Yao Yulou as he continued, "Once you find Aunt Jiang, find somewhere to hide. I'll have others help rescue your parents."
As his words fell, Sikong Jing stopped speaking.
Because his beast-form spiritual shadow had already slammed fiercely into the carriage-pulling monster beast's Spirit Platform consciousness sea.
Sikong Jing directly used the power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts to suppress the carriage-pulling monster beast's spiritual shadow. Then, within its Spirit Platform, he said coldly, "Fall completely into demonization. Devour the energy around you. Charge into the Saint Martial Stage!"
To fight Qian Ta and hold him back, allowing the chess pieces to smoothly enter the Thousand Prison Tower and rescue their people...
This carriage-pulling monster beast had to become a thoroughly demonized Magic Beast—and it also had to enter