Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
As Sikong Jing swung his sword again and again, the expressions of Purple Bamboo and the others grew increasingly strange.
The corner of Mo Fu's mouth even twitched slightly.
At the same time, before Sikong Jing could finish, Purple Bamboo's master inside the gates abruptly shouted, "Enough. Stop."
Hearing that, Sikong Jing immediately sheathed his sword.
The voice within the gates continued, growing colder and colder...
"Do you know what the others obtained besides heavenly treasures and pills?"
"Even the worst of them obtained the Sword Extinction Emperor Sword, or martial arts equivalent to an Emperor Sword. Yet you damn well only obtained a Spirit Sword."
The voice shifted from icy cold to furious...
A wild, explosive aura suddenly blasted toward Purple Bamboo again. "And this is the super genius you spoke of?"
With a thud, Purple Bamboo dropped to her knees once more.
Head lowered, her face was filled with disbelief. Why was Sikong Jing, the legendary genius of the Seal Sovereign Empire who could defeat the Flame Prison Heavenly Emperor's disciple, so utterly ordinary?
Why had he only obtained the Sword Extinction Spirit Sword?
This was bad. Her master probably would not keep Sikong Jing—he might simply erase him on the spot.
"You heteromorphic humans are all trash. No wonder you can never rise to prominence. Some of you are indeed talented enough in the early stages, but later on, you become more and more worthless, more and more trash..."
"This Black Scale brat is the perfect example—strong in the beginning, garbage in the end."
"What a waste of my energy and time. I squandered one chance at the Sword Extinction Inheritance Hall for nothing."
The person inside the gates seemed thoroughly enraged, belittling the entire heteromorphic human race until they were worthless. The two