Old Madam Ling and the others' attacks blasted toward Sikong Jing with terrifying force.
Of course, Sikong Jing could not allow himself to be hit. Following the fountain spout, he fiercely plunged into the Evil Crescent River...
He frantically evaded the violently surging power that shook its way toward him.
Yet this was a combined attack from several Super Divine Martial experts. The pressure still crushed his entire body, making him unbearably uncomfortable. Fortunately, the Evil Crescent River's power blocked it... After catching his breath slightly, Sikong Jing looked once more into the depths of the Evil Crescent River.
Borrowing Old Madam Ling and the others' attacks, he once again used every means at his disposal to churn the Evil Crescent River, all the way toward its depths.
After doing so...
Sikong Jing raised his head toward the fountain spout and thought to himself, I have to rush out. I have to leave the Evil Crescent River. Otherwise, once Ling Dongwei returns, he and Old Madam Ling's group will trap me to death inside the Evil Crescent River.
Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing charged out of the fountain spout again after the lingering shockwaves of Old Madam Ling's attacks faded.
The instant he emerged... Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Terrifying attacks continued to bombard him, seemingly carrying all manner of barriers within them...
In response, Sikong Jing turned and flashed wildly away from Old Madam Ling and the others from high above the Evil Crescent River's fountain spout.
He accelerated madly, fleeing the violent attacks behind him...
From the fountain spout to the entrance of the Evil Crescent River took some time. Though the attacks raining down on him were terrifying, it was not difficult for Sikong Jing to evade and escape them.
After dodging the various attacks, Sikong Jing turned