Sikong Jing ignored the shrieks of the two younger Sus and sped toward the Extreme Prison Sky Tower of Feather Alliance Hall.
Along the way...
He spotted all sorts of people, and of course, all manner of demon beasts. Some were even little pet beasts. He immediately assumed the aura of one of those ordinary demon beast pets, completely concealing his own presence.
Not long after Sikong Jing left... Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than a dozen figures landed around Junior Sister Cheng's and the two younger Sus' physical bodies. They were experts from the Su Family, drawn here at once after sensing the returning auras of the two younger Sus.
But they had still arrived a step too late. All they saw were two bodies stripped of their spirit shadows, lying on the ground.
An old woman said in an icy voice, "Their spirit shadows have been extracted. We can no longer sense the whereabouts of that bitch slave Sikong Ding's son."
Another middle-aged man stepped forward heavily...
"Old Madam, this son of that bitch slave Sikong is truly audacious beyond measure. He still dared to extract the young master's spirit shadow after coming to our Feather Alliance Hall. We should report this and make a huge matter of it, crush that bitch slave Sikong and his son to dust once and for all."
At the middle-aged Su Family man's words, the old woman shot him a cold glance...
"Are you an idiot?"
"Make a huge matter of it? Tell everyone in Feather Alliance Hall that my grandson Su Jingyi was driven out of the Feather Sword Mountain Range by Sikong Ding's son with his tail between his legs? That my younger grandson, Su Jingbie, was taken hostage?"
"Do we still want the Su Family's face?"
"Jingyi is among