Just as Zhan Hu had said, Sikong Jing truly did not need to self-destruct his humanoid spirit shadow so quickly. He could indeed have stalled for a while longer.
But if he had done that, Cang Lang would have frantically searched through his memories.
When that happened, secrets such as the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts would inevitably have been laid completely bare before Cang Lang. That was absolutely forbidden, which was why Sikong Jing had decisively detonated his humanoid spirit shadow.
Zhan Hu nodded in understanding and continued resisting Cang Lang together with Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing also truly began comprehending the Cang Vein inheritance, wanting to drive Cang Lang away as quickly as possible. The Cang Vein inheritance was immensely useful—know yourself and know your enemy... And Sikong Jing had genuinely never expected that Cang Lang would actually give him an inheritance.
He had to admit that Cang Lang's move was indeed highly effective.
Otherwise, Sikong Jing could have continued using the vicious beast meridians to hold Cang Lang off for some time.
No matter what, the current situation could only be better than before.
Naturally, the self-destruction of his humanoid spirit shadow did affect Sikong Jing.
But the impact was not nearly as great as Cang Lang and Chai Jiu imagined. He had three spirit shadows, and two still remained.
Outside Zhan Hu's Spirit Platform sea of consciousness, Chai Jiu lost control because his spirit shadow had entered Zhan Hu's body, turning into a withered, silent existence.
After receiving the order, Chai Ren began to chuckle sinisterly.
He could truly go fish up the Black Scale little demon's true body now. With a splash, he plunged fiercely into the sea of blood, saying in a grim, eerie voice, "Little demon, where is your true body?"
Chai