Su Jingyi's surging power seemed to have completely left Sikong Jing with no road to heaven and no gate into the earth.
Though Su Jingyi was nothing in the eyes of Li Shi and the others, he was still publicly ranked among the top hundred of Feather Alliance Hall.
When his power erupted, it was still vast and imposing.
"He really is quite useless. He made it to the ninety-ninth floor of the Extreme Prison Sky Tower, yet he does not even have the strength to resist."
"You cannot put it that way. He is only at the Extreme Prison Yin-Yang Realm right now."
"If he is only at the Extreme Prison Yin-Yang Realm, then he should not have taken the initiative to descend into the Dark Demon Small World. He wanted to seek wealth amid danger, but unfortunately, he will not even last a day before dying... Junior Brother Su, remember to keep his storage treasure."
Everyone had forgotten the humiliation of offering up one of their own the moment they met Ou Tu. As though trying to recover some sense of worth from Sikong Jing, they discussed him.
The last remark came from Tan Feixiang, who was publicly ranked second...
Looking at the bald man, he added, "Senior Brother Zhan still wants that sword of his from the ninety-ninth floor."
Su Jingyi immediately turned back with a smile. "No problem. I will take care of it right now."
As he spoke, he looked at Sikong Jing again...
"Sikong, you little cheap slave, that old cheap slave you call father should never have resisted me, much less slapped my face. And you should never have slapped my face again. Back when you were in the Feather Sword Mountain Range, you should not have resisted me."
"An ant like you