Looking at Sikong Jing, Black Tiger spoke with bitter hatred...
"They can say it's not your fault, but when the future Five Absolutes wreak havoc upon the world, someone will definitely come out and curse you."
"When that time comes, that old undead thing will probably keep saying things like, 'If it hadn't been for Sikong Jing ruining things back then...' And that old undead thing will certainly make the remaining Five Absolutes emerge to throw the world into chaos."
"It's only a matter of time."
His gaze deep and distant, Sikong Jing spoke as well...
"If I'm not mistaken, when the Twin Absolutes are unearthed next..."
"The spirit shadows of Absolute Sword and Absolute Battle will surely curse Absolute Pill Emperor as a traitor to the Ten Absolutes before countless powerful figures."
"Their cooperation will be flawlessly coordinated."
"At the same time, whether or not the various factions harbor suspicions, Peerless Pill Pavilion, Beast Venerable Hall, and Demon-Slaying Hall will certainly display terrifying strength to deter all those who doubt them from acting rashly."
"In the end..."
"The two spirit shadows of Absolute Battle and Absolute Sword will surely fall into Peerless Pill Pavilion's hands. Whether the various factions believe it or not, none of them will want to wade into these muddy waters any longer, and they will lower their banners and cease their drums."
"The matter of the Ancient Ten Absolutes will seem as though it never happened."
As Sikong Jing analyzed the situation, Black Tiger sighed repeatedly...
Just as they had said a month ago, the hundreds of races and thousands of halls of the Vast Cosmos Great World were far too chaotic, and the Demon Race was even more disorderly. With no single faction acting as a leader, the matter of the Ancient Ten Absolutes