"The void-rift world possesses all manner of rare resources..."
"Ling Dongwei threw people in here to work as miners for him."
By now, Sikong Jing was almost certain...
This was the void-rift world Ling Ertian had mentioned, whose entrance lay in the Heaven-Soaring Giant Continent and was known only to Ling Dongwei and his son.
"Where are Father and Mother?"
"Ling Ertian said that those with powerful Emperor Bloodlines, after being crippled, would become vessels and might then absorb certain unimaginably bizarre energies from the rift world. Would Father and Mother be treated a little better?"
Yet the moment the words left his mouth...
Sikong Jing's eyes froze. Among the crowd of diggers, he found two familiar yet frail figures.
At that instant, his heart trembled wildly, and his pair of demonic eyes instantly turned crimson red.
He frantically circulated the true energy within him, though he could barely use it, crazily pouring it into his eyes to make his vision sharper and more precise.
He even lightly drew in a breath of the Nine Heavens Blood Devour Magic Beast's blood aura.
It made the instincts of his beast body stronger. As demonic energy surged forth, his demonic eyes became clearer and clearer, locking tightly onto those two figures.
They had grown so thin that they seemed unfamiliar, yet they were still so familiar.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Sikong Jing suddenly opened his mouth and cried out hoarsely, "Father, Mother..."
He saw them clearly—completely, unmistakably clearly.
Among the diggers were his parents. Compared with the parents in his memories, they had grown old, and were so thin they barely looked human.
They gripped hoes and dug desperately at the incomparably hard ground of the void-rift world.
Other than exhaustion, there was only exhaustion on their faces. Yet the