Sikong Jing's heart pounded, and he was somewhat speechless.
Back in the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm...
The Five Heavenly Emperors had wanted to destroy the bloodline inheritance of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts. Now that he had arrived in the Vast Cosmos Great World, the identity of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts was still a taboo-like existence, still fraught with immense danger.
What left him even more speechless was that Emperor Danjiu had forgotten most things.
In the end, Sikong Jing nodded solemnly. "Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I'll remember it."
At that, Sikong Jing finally turned his gaze toward Spirit Parrot and flashed straight over...
"Ahhhhhh..."
"Let me out! I was wrong! Senior Brother Ling Zhe, spare me!"
Spirit Parrot was still curled into a ball, utterly on the verge of collapse as she begged frantically. Of course, she knew Ling Zhe was not nearby, but begging was the only thing she could do.
But suddenly, as if sensing something, she opened her eyes. Then she gave a miserable laugh...
"I'm hallucinating. I'm actually seeing Sikong Jing from the Feather Alliance."
"Am I going to die so soon?"
"Is Senior Brother going to make me turn into dead spirit energy here, just like those trash vassal Emperor Venerables?"
"I don't want to!"
Clearly, Spirit Parrot had taken Sikong Jing for a hallucination. She knew the Dead Spirit Cavern quite well too. No matter how talented one was at the Extreme Prison Stage, no matter how much of a true Sword Clan member one was, it was impossible to reach the Emperor Venerable-level area.
Looking at the collapsing Spirit Parrot, Sikong Jing smiled faintly. "Spirit Parrot, do you want to get out?"
"Of course I want to get out..."
Spirit Parrot stopped, then laughed miserably again.