Sikong Ding's entire body flickered with an incomparably powerful Nine Heavens aura.
Though he was also suppressed by the void, he was no longer the crippled wreck he had been before. He crazily pursued Ling Yuman ahead of him.
Elsewhere, Ling Zhonghuang... Pffft!
He spat out another mouthful of blood. He had just unleashed a second burst of power beyond the void's suppression.
Naturally, the backlash had severely injured him once again.
Ling Zhonghuang vomited blood crazily, yet what he saw was Sikong Jing rising to his feet once more. Unable to hold back, he screamed madly, "Bastard! If you've got the guts, chase me back! The closer I get to the exit of the void rift, the stronger I become."
With that, Ling Zhonghuang spun around and fled like a madman, charging straight toward the mining grounds.
The farther back he went, the more powerful his true energy became...
If Sikong Jing dared chase after him, he could kill him.
If Sikong Jing did not dare pursue him, then just as before, he would wait for his father to arrive and kill him.
In short, Ling Zhonghuang stood in an invincible position...
But did Sikong Jing dare chase after him?
Of course he did. The demonic intent around his body exploded, and with a beat of his wings, he gave chase.
His father and Mother were up in the mining grounds. Sikong Jing was still worried about what Ling Zhonghuang might do to them...
Though the chances were lower now, and though he was no longer Ling Jianxing, an inexplicable worry still lingered in his heart.
"You really dare chase me?"
Sensing Sikong Jing's terrifying demonic intent behind him, Ling Zhonghuang did not dare stop and continued hurtling toward the mining grounds.
At the same time, he kept