Hearing the beasts' words, Sikong Jing immediately drew out the void energy within his beast-vein dantian and slowly circulated it into his palm.
Gradually, it formed into a crystal containing void energy.
At this moment, Sikong Jing sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the Evil Crescent River...
Behind him was a pitch-black rift. His body was also incomparably strange—the Nine Heavens Imperial Bloodline and Heaven-Soaring Imperial Bloodline kept switching, suppressing one another, while surging magic beast aura billowed from above his head.
An intense Nine Heavens Sword Intent flickered ceaselessly around Sikong Jing's body as well.
He even held out a hand, where a transparent crystal continuously swirled and steadily grew larger.
If anyone saw him now, they would surely ask, what kind of terrifying thing was this?
Fortunately, at the instant the void blood-devouring attribute energy erupted, Sikong Jing crashed back into the Evil Crescent River.
Otherwise, with the chaotic mess of auras all over him now, it would have been strange if Ling Dongwei had not noticed him. Of course, it was also fortunate that Ling Dongwei had already flashed toward the exit of the Wild Land. If he returned to the Evil Crescent River, Sikong Jing would be in danger all the same.
Time trickled by...
An hour later, the Nine Heavens aura within Sikong Jing's human-vein dantian, along with the Nine Heavens Imperial Bloodline throughout his body, was finally suppressed as he continuously absorbed the Heaven-Soaring Emperor's blood essence.
Everything returned to its original state...
The Heaven-Soaring Emperor himself had wanted to possess the Nine Heavens Emperor, so his blood essence seemed to possess a spirit of its own, fiercely enveloping the Nine Heavens Imperial Bloodline and the rest.
As for the beast-vein dantian...
The blood-devouring attribute of the void energy was gradually absorbed and