In that instant, Ling Zhonghuang saw only a black shadow appear above him. It was none other than Sikong Jing, who had somehow appeared directly overhead in a flash and viciously kicked him in the chest.
Ling Zhonghuang was sent flying just like that...
With a thud, Ling Zhonghuang crashed heavily to the ground. He abruptly raised his head and cried, "Y-you-you... how did your speed suddenly become so fast? And the demonic aura around you—why has it suddenly become so powerful?"
That was right. When Sikong Jing had suddenly launched his attack just now, he had not even had time to react.
As he looked up now, Ling Zhonghuang discovered that demonic flames were surging all over Sikong Jing's body, as though he had truly turned into some terrifying magic beast.
And he was not mistaken. The instant Sikong Jing saw Mother being dragged along by Ling Yuman, demonic intent had already begun to churn within him.
When he saw Mother's condition, that demonic intent grew even stronger!
The essence blood of the Nine Heavens Blood Devour Magic Beast that he had absorbed during this time burst forth unconsciously.
At that moment, he entered a half-demonized state.
In an instant, he blew apart the suppression of the void rules, appeared directly above Ling Zhonghuang, and kicked him flying with one blow.
Now, he did not spare Ling Zhonghuang so much as a glance...
Instead, he lowered his head and embraced Ling Xiaotian, his eyes bloodshot as he said, "Mother, Mother..."
Buzz...
Ling Zhonghuang's mind instantly exploded. Just now, it had only been a slight suspicion, but now he had confirmed it completely... Sikong Jing truly was the son of Sikong Ding and Ling Xiaotian!
At once, Ling Zhonghuang thought of the death of his eldest son, Ling Yusong...
Then