As the Demonic Puppet passed through, countless members of the Golden Seal Bai Family stood frozen. One of the battle generals could not help asking, "Did you see that? What the hell was that just now? How could it pass through the spatial turbulence?"
The lesser battle generals of the Golden Seal Bai Family all shook their heads heavily.
The Demonic Puppet had been inside the spatial turbulence—how could they possibly see clearly what it was?
Through the spatial rift, they seemed to glimpse a black shadow flashing past.
"Quick, quick, quick—inform the family head!"
Yet their communication jade stones could not send anything out for the moment, because the surrounding spatial turbulence had formed some kind of barrier.
Fierce Wind Islands...
Bai Rengun led his troops and the Army-Slaying Formation, still relentlessly bombarding Jun Yiji's formation in a frenzied assault. Yet the same situation as several days ago had arisen again: Jun Yiji's treasures were simply too powerful, and they could not break in for the time being.
Aboard Bai Rengun's Divine Shuttle Warship...
Demonic Dao Sikong Jing had been tied down firmly in place, and Bai Zhihan once again felt like he was capable.
Thud, thud, thud...
Bai Zhihan stepped toward Sikong Jing one step at a time, turning all the true qi in his body into tiny blades as he snarled madly, "Sikong Jing, resist now, why don't you? Resist your mother's ass! I'm going to tear off your scales one piece at a time."
As he spoke, blade after blade slashed toward Sikong Jing...
Countless tiny blades pierced Sikong Jing's body. Bai Zhihan let out a grim, chilling laugh. "Sikong Jing, I'm going to torture you to ruin."
Yet just as he was about to detonate the fragments of true qi blades... Boom!
Sikong Jing,