Ling Yusong had only begun cultivating spatial power not long ago, so he had no idea that Sikong Jing was the one pulling strings behind the scenes.
He began doubting himself, naturally feeling incomparably frustrated...
Looking at the subordinates around him who had been injured by the spatial turbulence, Ling Yusong finally said, "Heal up first. I'll cultivate my spatial techniques for another three days, then we'll set off for the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce..."
His subordinates hurriedly nodded. They were a little scared—afraid that Young Master Ling would immediately try again.
They now harbored enormous doubts about Young Master Ling's spatial skills.
Spatial teleportation had always been a double-edged sword. One careless mistake, and it was easy to die amid spatial turbulence and storms.
Just like in the Desolate Sea Absolute Formation—even super experts beyond the Divine Martial Stage—
As long as they dared to use spatial teleportation inside it, they would be sliced into scraps by the spatial storms.
And while Ling Yusong and the others were healing, a little demon bird happened to flit back and forth above their heads.
After circling a few times, the little demon bird returned in Sikong Jing's direction.
On the other side, Sikong Jing and the other two emerged from underground again. The little demon bird from before was chirping away by his ear.
"Ling Yusong has indeed only just reached the Divine Martial Stage. He's still making his first attempts at spatial teleportation."
"Uncle Yao isn't in their hands either. I even indirectly bought the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce three extra days."
Sikong Jing immediately received the intelligence concerning Ling Yusong's current situation.
Everything was exactly as he had expected. Ling Yusong was surely going to avenge Yao Yulou for killing his three subordinates. Fortunately, their brush