Before the prison walls...
As the Cang Vein retreated, the Demons and the Cosmic Vein naturally gained a chance to catch their breath. But just as Chai Jiu had analyzed, the small portion of Cosmic Vein members who had not been killed by the shockwaves began to harbor all sorts of resentment again.
Though they did not dare voice it aloud, the looks they gave Sikong Jing carried intense hatred.
Thus, the atmosphere before the prison walls became strange to the extreme.
Almost no one spoke...
Until Teng Yue flashed down before Sikong Jing. After his expression shifted several times, he said in a low voice, "Brother Black Scale, let me first say I'm sorry. The deeply rooted beliefs of some among our Cosmic Vein actually became a scourge in this battle."
Teng Yue truly felt helpless at that moment, and truly felt sorry toward Sikong Jing.
But deeply ingrained ways of thinking were far, far too difficult to change.
Never mind in a short time—even over a long period, it would not be easy. He simply could not understand it. Brother Black Scale had clearly been saving the Cosmic Vein again and again, so why were there still people like this?
In response, Sikong Jing merely smiled and asked instead, "Brother Teng, do you know why Chai Jiu suddenly stopped fighting?"
Rather than responding to Teng Yue's words, he countered with a question...
Teng Yue's gaze froze slightly. After considering it, he replied, "Of course, it's to deploy troops into Gods and Devils Island."
Now that the Cang Vein's personnel on Gods and Devils Island alone could not break the joint forces of the Demons and the Cosmic Vein, they naturally had to halt and deploy more troops first.
Sikong Jing nodded, then said with a faint smile, "That