After killing Ying Shan, Sikong Jing had gained a clear measure of his own combat strength.
At present, in human form and at the Extreme Prison Eight Trigrams Realm, he was still no match for the Spirit Race's top geniuses. Someone like Ying Bailiu before him ranked among the top ten geniuses of the Spirit Race.
He was even stronger than Ou Tu from a month ago.
And Sikong Jing still remembered vividly how he had fought Ou Tu a month ago as the Shadow Moon Demon Rat.
Therefore, if he wanted to kill the current Ying Bailiu, he could only lure him into the sea in the depths of the blood ocean, then fight him using the Demonic Path—or even in his Magic Beast form... That was why Sikong Jing had decisively drawn Ying Bailiu away.
Whether his Magic Beast form or his Demonic Path form, neither could appear before others for now...
Ying Bailiu stared fixedly at Sikong Jing in his Humanoid Fierce Beast form. In disbelief, he asked, "Could you be from the Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"
Sikong Jing froze at that.
A faint smile curled across his demonic lips as he replied, "Perhaps I'm from the Azure Rhinoceros Demon Race."
He was not absolutely certain he could keep Ying Bailiu here—or rather, he could not guarantee that Ying Bailiu would not send a message out. Thus, Sikong Jing could not reveal that he was from the Feather Alliance Hall for now, and casually made up a lie instead.
Sikong Jing's current appearance was that of a demon beast from the demon race, yet Ying Bailiu had mistaken him for someone from the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
After all, Ling Zhe had sent the Little Shadow Moon Rat into the Dark Demon Small World from the hands