Yu Xianpo's appearance had completely thrown all of Sikong Jing's plans into disarray.
If it had been Tian Tao...
Then it would have been far, far easier for the Celestial Race to protect the Feather Alliance Hall. After all, they were close by, and the Celestial Race itself was stronger than the Spirit Race. As long as the Celestial Race paid some price, they could have negotiated it out.
But the Prison Race only knew that they were very far from the Feather Alliance Hall.
Yu Xianpo had indeed left behind words threatening the Spirit Race just now, but no matter how much he said, it was useless. He had slapped Ling Long across the face in public. Even if the Prison Race paid any price afterward, there could be no peaceful resolution to this matter.
Perhaps they could protect the Feather Alliance Hall for a time, but not for long.
With that thought, Sikong Jing calmly asked, "Senior of the Prison Race, since you've left our Feather Alliance Hall no way out, you must have a way to ensure that we can completely and safely break away from the Spirit Race, correct?"
Leave the Feather Alliance Hall no way out?
A sharp gleam flashed through Feather Transformation Emperor's eyes, and his entire body suddenly turned cold... Slapping Ling Long's face was meant to deny the Feather Alliance Hall any chance of being forgiven by the Spirit Race. Revealing that Sikong Jing was a true member of the Sword Clan served the exact same purpose.
Yu Xianpo clearly could have kept silent.
Sikong Jing, as a true member of the Sword Clan, possessed tremendous future potential and would become an enormous threat to the Spirit Race.
Either Sikong Jing would kneel before the Spirit Race and become their slave for