What Sikong Jing's words had just meant was...
You lot had bragged yourselves up to the skies just now, yet with one hand, I shattered the suppression of your young generation.
You clearly said that we people of the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm were trash.
But why wasn't that the case?
And Sikong Jing was not putting on an act with those words. He truly had been very cautious just now.
When he came alone to face Su Jingyi, he had been prepared at any moment to use the beasts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison to blast the other party to death. He had no idea what kind of beings the top hundred disciples before the Feather Alliance Hall were.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. Yet Sikong Jing had no idea of his opponent's level.
He had only just awakened, and had also lost contact with the Beast-Form Spirit Shadow. How could he possibly understand the strength of the Feather Alliance Hall's disciples in this Vast Cosmos Great World? Thus, when Su Jingyi's younger brother attacked, he carefully sensed him.
Only when he was certain did he suddenly make his move...
As deathly silence filled the scene, Sikong Jing held Su Jingyi's younger brother in one hand and gently asked in return, "May I ask, am I still an ant now? Can I ask questions now?"
At this moment, Sikong Jing had gained a certain degree of confidence. He faced Su Jingyi and the others head-on.
The people opposite him finally slowly came back to their senses.
Su Jingyi's face gradually turned livid, while the eyes of his junior brothers and sisters beside him became incomparably cold.
The next instant, Su Jingyi's junior sister shouted softly,