Since he could not kill Sikong Jing, he could only pretend to be magnanimous!
With Jun Guxian's words, the tense atmosphere across the hall instantly eased. Jun Guxian then said, "I've recently been preparing to break through to the Divine Martial Stage, so I can't use my true energy recklessly. There hasn't been any problem with my cultivation."
Sikong Jing had just offered him a way down, so he could only take it.
Though inside, he was still so stifled he felt ready to explode.
"I see. Then I truly was too rash. My sincerest apologies," Sikong Jing continued apologizing, though there was not a shred of sincerity in it.
Jun Guxian could only wave his hand and say, "No matter. It's a small matter."
After saying that, he suddenly turned around. "Brother Sikong, regarding the question you asked about preserving your life... come with me. I'll answer you."
His voice gradually sank as he walked step by step toward the side door.
At the same time, Jun Guxian's voice rang out again. "Everyone, disperse. The contest for captain is suspended for now. We'll discuss it after I've spoken with Brother Sikong."
Sikong Jing smiled faintly, then strode after Jun Guxian toward the side door.
As the two vanished from sight, the entire Divine Son Hall fell into a terrifying dead silence. The Divine Son geniuses began trembling wildly one after another. That variant human was too strong—too terrifying.
Only now did they realize that even Jun Guqiao had only managed to fight him to a draw.
This was simply... maddening.
As for Jun Guxian's claim that he was preparing to enter the Divine Martial Stage and therefore could not act carelessly, not even ghosts would believe it.
All it meant was that Jun Guxian could not defeat this variant