This was what Sikong Jing had observed...
The black-bearded middle-aged man had demonstrated this perfectly. The farther he charged into the giant tomb, the less Yin spirit evil energy there seemed to be. Sikong Jing could use the same method too, preventing more evil energy from entering his body.
With that thought, Sikong Jing followed him and charged into the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb.
His current Nine Heavens Sword Intent could still hold out.
He rushed inside at incredible speed. In an instant, he indeed sensed that less evil energy was entering his body. The deeper he went, the less entered—and before long, Sikong Jing actually caught up to... the black-bearded middle-aged man.
Looking at the man completely shrouded in evil energy, he chuckled. "The master of what's-his-name, I'm back in."
The black-bearded middle-aged man was in an utterly wretched state. He glared wildly at Sikong Jing and cried, "Y-you-you, how can you draw in Yin spirit evil energy?"
At that moment, evil energy covered him from head to toe, as if he were about to be burst apart...
But what baffled him even more was—how had that Black Scale brat done it?
"If I couldn't draw in Yin spirit evil energy, do you think I'd gamble?"
"If I didn't have such a method, how do you think I saw their figures when the Purple Bamboo Pavilion Master and the others came to assassinate me? Don't you know that Yin Spirit Sacred Bodies exist in this world?"
Naturally, Sikong Jing would not say that it had been drawn over by all the vicious beasts and divine beasts. Instead, he used the Yin Spirit Sacred Body as an excuse.
Master Xie was the so-called Yin Spirit Sacred Body.
"A Yin Spirit Sacred Body? How could such a thing exist in this