Hearing Sikong Jing say that he would be blasted to death by the Five Heavenly Emperors, Su Yuexi trembled violently all over...
Sikong Jing continued, "Yuan Xiao's methods reminded me. I'll now strip away another half of my soul's essential power."
As he spoke, a beast-form spirit shadow slowly seeped out from Sikong Jing's body. Surging soul essence flowed into the beast-form spirit shadow, making Sikong Jing's face grow ever paler and more bloodless.
"If my true body perishes..."
"Then this beast-form spirit shadow of mine can still carry forty percent of my spirit shadow's essential power and slowly revive."
"This is my fallback."
Sikong Jing's pale face was filled with gravity as he stared fixedly at Su Yuexi...
"Don't worry. Even if only ten percent of my spirit shadow's essential power remains, you must believe that I can revive."
"Your Jing Gege has lost his mind time and again while falling into demonization, yet returned time and again. I absolutely won't turn into a fool. Demonization means even the soul must become demonic—it's far more terrifying than having one's soul essence extracted."
"Look, I can still speak normally right now..."
At present, the Demonic-Form Spirit Shadow had taken away twenty percent of his soul essence, while the beast-form spirit shadow had drawn away forty percent. Only forty percent remained in his true body.
Yet Sikong Jing remained incomparably resolute as he spoke with Su Yuexi.
Rumble...
Suddenly, a violent force from the sky pressed down once more, bearing directly upon Sikong Jing...
"There are still those at the Emperor Realm who have not gotten the hell out. Keep getting the hell out for us, now."
An ancient voice crashed down heavily...
With a bang, a tiny blood-red badge shaped like a beast's head was forcibly pulled from between Sikong