Many powerful figures within Divine Shaman City saw Demon-Slaying Young Master Hang Qusha in the sky and looked at him curiously.
Suddenly... Buzz!
Hang Qusha abruptly lit up the strange mirror in his hand.
A force carrying a faint scent of blood and a certain soul aura seeped out from within the mirror.
It was as though the mirror's soul aura spread throughout the entirety of Divine Shaman City.
At that moment, Sikong Jing suddenly felt every hair on his body stand on end. He narrowed his eyes inwardly. "This seems to contain... the aura of the Sword Clan?"
No sooner had he spoken than... Whoosh!
The strange soul aura emanating from the mirror became like a tornado, sweeping straight toward the inn where Sikong Jing was.
At once...
The hairs all over Sikong Jing's body bristled, killing intent flashing wildly in his eyes. "Sword Tiger, Spirit Parrot... prepare for a fight to the death."
His words entered the No. 1 Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison... Though he still did not know what this strange mirror was, the surrounding aura tornado had already proven that it was Demon-Slaying Young Master's tool for finding him.
And for some reason, he had been found immediately.
In the sky...
Demon-Slaying Young Master Hang Qusha had already focused his gaze upon him, the corners of his lips curling slightly...
"Feather Alliance's Sikong Jing, I've found you."
"Heh heh, you really are in Divine Shaman City of the Fifth Heaven. You truly are... formidable."
As he spoke, Hang Qusha stepped through the air, bringing several guards toward Sikong Jing.
The spirit-shadow power of his guards completely locked down the inn as well.
Inside the inn room...
Sikong Jing slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had flashed out through the window. His