Ling Yuxing frantically begged Sikong Jing. He had been tormented far too miserably.
Yet inwardly, he thought that as long as Sikong Jing dared place a restriction on him, the mighty Heaven-Soaring Imperial Family would have a way to remove it.
When that time came, he would make Sikong Jing repay it a hundredfold, a thousandfold.
How could Sikong Jing fail to see through Ling Yuxing's thoughts? He smiled and said, "No need. I'll investigate it myself."
Even though, with the power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, he could place a restriction on Ling Yuxing that no one could undo.
Sikong Jing would never take such a risk.
As long as there was even the slightest mistake, his father and mother might die.
As long as there was the slightest mistake, his identity as the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts might be exposed. Therefore, Ling Yuxing and the others had to be completely wiped out.
"Demon Vein, Demon Shadow Myriad-Layer Sword."
Sikong Jing spoke casually as streams of Sword Qi swept out from the Jing Soars Through Nine Heavens Sword.
In an instant, all hundred geniuses of the Heaven-Soaring Imperial Family, Ling Yuxing included, died on the spot.
Even their spirit shadows were wiped out cleanly, without the slightest omission.
And he was no longer using the Nine Heavens sword technique. He had slain them with the sword of the Demon Vein, so even if someone came to investigate later, they would not think it was the work of a Nine Heavens inheritor. After all, people from the Fluid Body Sect were nearby as well.
The identity of the Nine Heavens Imperial Bloodline inheritor could not yet be exposed.
He gently sheathed his sword and stared at Ling Yuxing's corpse. "A small matter? Yet it made Ling'er and