The ones Father and Mother said might come to save them more than ten years later were... him or his sister!
Taking another deep breath, Sikong Jing silently sent his consciousness into the Light-Returning Mirror... He knew that he would soon witness the battle his parents had fought within the Blood Demon Grand Formation more than ten years ago.
Of course, there was also the method to free everyone from the Blood Demon Grand Formation's restraints. Sikong Jing felt both nervous and expectant.
Hum...
The Light-Returning Mirror gradually lit up before Sikong Jing's eyes. This mirror was far more powerful than any he had encountered before, a rare treasure. Every scene would manifest within his consciousness.
It should be exceedingly, exceedingly comprehensive.
Boom...
The instant he entered, Sikong Jing felt his mind suffer a violent shock. Then savage battle intent and Blood Demon aura seemed to pour straight into his sea of consciousness, and before his eyes appeared a vast sea of blood that soared to the heavens.
Immediately afterward, a straight, upright figure stood suspended in midair.
A sword was clasped in his hand, his entire body radiating the aura of the Nine Heavens Wind Cloud Art. He said quietly, "Little Sweet, I'll kill the enemy. You protect them."
The person who appeared in the scene was none other than Sikong Ding.
Facing Sikong Ding was an apparently endless tide of enemies. Their powerful auras nearly surrounded him completely.
Sikong Jing could not help clenching his fists, as though he were experiencing it himself...
While Sikong Jing was watching the Light-Returning Mirror, the girl outside, Sikong Xinyu, asked again, "Great-Grandfather, why do you always speak of Uncle Ding and Aunt Ling like that? They're good people."
Sikong Xinyu's words immediately sent the leading elder into a towering rage.
"Good