Because Sikong Jing had accused Zhe Ying of being unable to accept defeat, accused the Spirit Race of being unreasonable, and accused Zhe Ying of refusing to let people from the other halls win.
And Zhe Ying simply did not want Sikong Jing to win. He could not bear failure. He wanted to wipe everyone out to silence them.
The Spirit Race were the masters. Zhe Ying was not allowed to lose.
At this moment, everyone around them felt the Spirit Shadow aura belonging to Ling Zhe. To them, it was something they had no power to resist.
A cold glint flashed in Sikong Jing's eyes...
When his Shadow Moon Demon Rat body had first entered the abyss, he had learned that Zhe Ying possessed such a thing. He had long considered this possibility. He had once thought Zhe Ying might refrain from using it out of concern for his reputation.
But now, he was actually going to use it.
It was impossible to withstand. Neither Fang Sword nor any of the ferocious beasts and divine beasts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison could stop it.
I have to blow him apart before he uses it. I can't drag this out any longer.
A fierce chill filled Sikong Jing's eyes. He made his decision at once and growled, "Yuexi, strike!"
Buzz...
A streak of purple sword light suddenly stabbed up from underground, sending the crazed Zhe Ying flying into the sky. A graceful figure burst out from beneath the earth alongside it—it was Su Yuexi, who should have been with Voyaging Heart Hall!
"Sorry, Senior Brother Zhe Ying. You want to wipe out all of us, so I can only interrupt you."
Su Yuexi, who had suddenly appeared, spoke coldly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The people of Voyaging Heart Hall,