And in the very next instant...
With a hum, the spacetime tunnel split open, and a Floating Divine Prison Tower of the Prison Race appeared before the elderly Sword Clan man.
Then came another hum, and dense killing intent appeared behind the Sword Clan elder.
One black-clothed masked figure after another surrounded the bald, white-bearded Sword Clan elder, their killing intent blazing.
In the shadows...
Sikong Jing's pupils contracted sharply as he murmured...
"The Prison Race and the Demon-Slaying Hall are hunting down this Sword Clan senior."
"Bald head and white beard—this appearance must be the Brother Falling Beard that Big Brother Xianpo spoke of."
This elder was one of the veteran Sword Clan members, known as Falling Beard. He was also someone who addressed Yu Xianpo as brother.
"He was the one who saved the Feather Transformation Emperor here."
"But where is the Feather Transformation Emperor now?"
Sikong Jing muttered to himself again. He carried the Feather Transformation Emperor's life lamp, and it was still lit... If Falling Beard was being hunted, then the Feather Transformation Emperor was likely in extreme danger as well.
"The Prison Race and the Demon-Slaying Hall are hunting Brother Falling Beard. Could Lone Wanderer also be one of the Ancient Ten Absolutes?"
Just as Sikong Jing was quietly speculating...
Falling Beard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, swept his gaze around, and asked, "Prison Race, Demon-Slaying Hall... Lone Wanderer sent you, didn't he? Where is Lone Wanderer now? Tell him to get the hell out here."
His voice brimmed with fury, his killing intent soaring into the heavens, yet his Sword Qi was somewhat scattered.
Whoosh, whoosh...
Two figures flashed out from the Floating Divine Prison Tower. They were two of the Prison Race's Eighteen Domain Lords.
Sikong Jing recognized them.