The aura of the Venerable Realm around Sikong Jing surged skyward in rolling waves.
Every gaze in the arena froze at once. What kind of breakthrough speed was this?
Elder Ruan, who had already collapsed onto the ground, was dumbstruck on the spot. He had known Sikong Jing since Sikong Jing was still at the Martial Enlightenment Stage, yet barely over half a month later, the guy had reached the Emperor Martial Venerable Realm.
More precisely, the fifth level of the Venerable Realm—he had already surpassed him. Was this damn well a dream?
Having completed his rapid breakthrough, Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes again and said, "I'm only in my early twenties. I'm already at the fifth level of the Emperor Martial Venerable Realm. Do you really still look down on me just because I'm a demon?"
Even Chai Jiu's eyes had gone wide and rigid. He was utterly dumbfounded.
Of course, he did not know that Sikong Jing was cultivating anew.
Whether they supported demons or despised them, everyone in the Cosmic Vein stood with their mouths agape.
Instinctively, they looked toward Teng Yue.
Teng Yue of the Cosmic Vein was a peerless genius, a perfect genius capable of fully inheriting the legacy of the first master of the Cosmic Vein. He too was in the Venerable Realm, yet this black-scaled demon before them had actually reached the same realm as Teng Yue.
In the future, he would become terrifying beyond compare.
The demons, meanwhile, were incomparably excited. In their history, there seemed never to have been such a terrifyingly peerless demon genius. Likewise, apart from Zhan Hu, no demon knew that Sikong Jing was cultivating anew.
And naturally, Sikong Jing would not reveal at this moment that he was a cultivator rebuilding his path.
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