"But there's something I really need to clear up—I truly had just come out of the Ultimate Formation."
"At the time, I genuinely had no idea what had happened to the Cangyu Demon Sect, much less what a Six-Seal Divine General was."
"It was these few who explained it to me."
After briefly clarifying things, Sikong Jing finally returned to the main subject...
"I wonder if there's anything else I can help you with?"
The group looked at one another before ultimately turning their gazes toward Bao Jiusu. Even the short man no longer dared to say much.
The Cangyu Demon Sect's young sect master, who played dumb, was simply too incomprehensible.
Taking a deep breath, Bao Jiusu clasped his fists slightly and asked in return, "Brother Sikong, how do you still have the time to come save us?"
As he spoke, he pointed at the numerous disorderly Divine Shuttle Ships closing in on the Cangyu Demon Sect.
Earlier, they had considered returning to the Cangyu Demon Sect to take refuge. But just as the short man had said, the Cangyu Demon Sect could barely protect itself now. Going there would be no different from suicide.
Yet this Young Sect Master Sikong still had the time and mood to come here and rescue them.
With a faint smile, Sikong Jing replied calmly, "Our Cangyu Demon Sect has already made all necessary arrangements. My cultivation is still weak, and there's nothing more I can help with, so I came out for a stroll."
His tone was full of composure, utterly devoid of the fear one should have before a great crisis.
That made Bao Jiusu and the others feel even more absurd. The Cangyu Demon Sect was merely a three-leaf sect.
Suddenly, Sikong Jing changed the subject and asked, "By the