The bond of blood was so clear. All they felt was worry.
Sikong Jing slowly raised his head, then smiled. "Father, Mother, your son will return to his human form now."
With that, Sikong Jing slowly shed his Demonic Path First-Layer Form.
He revealed his upright, valiant appearance and looked at the spiritual projections of his parents. His eyes were red, yet he smiled softly... Though they were only two spiritual projections, they were still his parents—and they were as they had looked over a decade ago.
Because the two projections had been left behind over a decade ago.
It was as if time had never passed, as if they were still in Xiaosang Town of the Azure Dragon Small Domain.
Only their son had already grown up.
The next moment, Sikong Ding's spiritual projection smiled and said, "Good, good, good! You're only a tiny bit less handsome than your father, but you're still quite impressive. You'll definitely win the hearts of countless beauties."
Ling Xiaotian laughingly scolded him, "Stop being so full of yourself. Our son is far more handsome than you."
They were merely spiritual projections, so naturally they did not dwell on why their son could switch back and forth between the forms of a Magic Beast and a human.
Then, they suddenly opened their arms and smiled at Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing rose to his feet and lunged toward the spiritual projections of the two of them, just as he had when he was little.
But at the instant Sikong Jing pounced forward, the two spiritual projections suddenly retreated... With two swishes, they withdrew into the two War Puppets, not allowing Sikong Jing to embrace them.
Sikong Jing froze where he stood. Why had his parents' spiritual projections retreated?
No... His parents' spiritual projections were terribly