"Yu Xianpo's status within the Prison Race may not be low, but many Prison Race powerhouses do not look kindly upon him," Black Tiger replied softly.
"Then wouldn't little brother Sikong be in danger? Hall Master, why did you just..."
Stinging Bee grew worried again. It wanted to ask why the Hall Master had said that Sikong Jing had already entered Swordwalk.
Why had he not stopped that Prison Race powerhouse?
Black Tiger's gaze turned icy as he gently cut it off...
"Everyone now wants to obtain the Five Absolutes' inheritance. It is already set in stone that little brother Sikong will become the target of all."
"Our task is to rest and recuperate."
"Once he enters Swordwalk Small World, leave everything to Yu Xianpo to handle."
Drawing a deep breath, Black Tiger continued, "Now do you understand why little brother Sikong cannot remain in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"
"Go back. Protect little brother Sikong's family."
The Stinging Bee Demon Emperor felt a slight chill run through its body before finally nodding heavily.
Sikong Jing would have to walk the road ahead himself. All the Ten Thousand Demon Hall could do was protect his family, so that he would have no worries behind him.
Swordwalk Small World...
The moment Sikong Jing stepped inside, he sensed boundless sword intent, as though it permeated the entire small world.
The clouds in the sky were formed from streams of swords, and so was the sea below. This was a world of swords. He stood suspended between heaven and sea, gazing upon a boundless, endless world.
As one of the top ten small worlds in the Vast Cosmos Great World, Swordwalk Small World was unimaginably vast.
"According to what I learned before, Swordwalk Small World has... six heavens in total."
"Having just