At that moment, Bai Zhihan, who had just been thinking of grinding Sikong Jing beneath his feet, let out an incomparably shrill scream...
"Grandfather, save me! Save me!"
Where had Bai Zhihan's earlier arrogance gone? Under Sikong Jing's power, he could no longer mobilize any of the true energy in his body.
Every meridian in his body felt as though it were being torn apart. It felt as if his entire head and sea of consciousness were about to be crushed beneath that foot.
At that moment, his martial heart shattered outright.
Damn it all—he had only just told Wen Nu to bring Sikong Jing here, and now he had really come.
Rumble...
The true energy around Bai Rengun erupted even more violently. At last, he snapped back to his senses and roared, "Sikong Jing, die!"
That shout carried towering fury. Before this, he had not fully unleashed all his anger, but now Sikong Jing himself had actually appeared—and so suddenly, right before his eyes.
And he was even stepping on his precious grandson. How could Bai Rengun endure that?
Terrifying Yang Extremity Heaven true energy, accompanied by spiritual shadow power exploding to its utmost limit, swept straight toward Sikong Jing.
But...
All that power came to a halt before Sikong Jing in the next instant.
Because Sikong Jing had forcibly ripped Bai Zhihan's spiritual shadow out and held it before himself...
That's right. At that moment, Bai Rengun's power stopped like a raging wave two meters before Sikong Jing. Between Sikong Jing and that wave of power stood Bai Zhihan's spiritual shadow.
If he wanted to kill Sikong Jing, Bai Zhihan's spiritual shadow would be destroyed first.
Sikong Jing simply gripped Bai Zhihan's spiritual shadow and said to Bai Rengun, "Come on, then. Why isn't your power coming any