That person's words made Purple Bamboo's hair stand on end amid her shock.
This was outside the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb. Sikong Jing was being far too impulsive. Even if he wanted to kill someone, he should not have done it here.
Her master could not possibly fail to react. He might come charging out at any moment.
The next instant...
A faint, eerie voice rang out from within the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb. "Purple Bamboo, bring that Black Scale brat back to see me."
Clearly, the black-bearded middle-aged man had realized he might have misjudged the situation, so he wanted to reexamine Sikong Jing.
Purple Bamboo's entire body trembled violently as her gaze slowly shifted to Sikong Jing.
Things had become a huge mess again. If Sikong Jing had killed the Burial Extinguisher somewhere far from the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb, she could have pretended not to know. But now, she could not pretend. She could neither defy nor dare defy her master's order.
But bringing Sikong Jing back again was something she simply could not do. It was truly too difficult.
What should she do? What should she do?
Just as Purple Bamboo's heart pounded wildly, the black-bearded middle-aged man's vicious voice rang out again. "Purple Bamboo, what are you hesitating for? My orders are absolute. If you still don't act, you know what the consequences will be..."
Purple Bamboo's teeth chattered loudly...
She stared fixedly at Sikong Jing, utterly at a loss. At last, she slowly released her power.
An existence at the Eight-Step Four Forms level was not someone Sikong Jing could possibly contend against.
Yet Sikong Jing merely watched Purple Bamboo quietly, a smile on his face...
"Purple Bamboo Pavilion Master, you have your difficulties, but it seems you've forgotten something."
"Back in Cloud Burial