As Sikong Jing trembled wildly, battling against the terrifying descent into madness...
The spirit projection of the Heaven-Soaring Emperor gradually manifested in full. He was a man clad head to toe in golden armor, appearing to be only around thirty, radiating an overbearing aura that looked down upon the world.
As though he could trample everything beneath his feet.
Though Qing Ye Quasi-Emperor's spirit projection had been saved, it was already weakened to the extreme, looking much the same as Evil Seal Patriarch.
Had the Heaven-Soaring Emperor been any later, Qing Ye's spirit projection would have dispersed.
Now, Qing Ye ignored the Heaven-Soaring Emperor and asked in a sinister, terrifying voice, "Kid, whose legacy of a Blood Devour Magic Beast do you possess?"
The Heavenly Emperor will of his true body had been directly crushed to pieces by the other party.
It had been ground utterly clean in an instant. Even though it was only him from his Quasi-Emperor days, he still wanted to know exactly what this terrifying Blood Devour Magic Beast was, and where it had come from.
Sikong Jing did not answer...
He could no longer answer. His state of madness was growing increasingly terrifying, sinking ever deeper.
Qing Ye Quasi-Emperor slowly withdrew his gaze. He saw Sikong Jing's condition, then suddenly turned to Ling Tian. "Do you recognize it?"
The Heaven-Soaring Emperor's spirit projection was likewise staring fixedly at Sikong Jing...
Damn it, this was clearly a successor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Bloodline. How had he suddenly turned into this bird-brained state?
A Nine Heavens successor turning into a magic beast's successor—what kind of chaotic mess was this?
Shaking his head lightly, the Heaven-Soaring Emperor said, "I don't recognize it... But can't we study it by taking his magic beast essence blood? You lot, come