As Sikong Jing's resolve hardened completely... Bang!
The illusion before him shattered. Absolute Pill Emperor's towering, godlike figure broke apart, and they returned to the antiquated pavilion.
The figures of the Six Absolutes entered Sikong Jing's sight once more...
The next moment, Tian Wuxiu's voice rang out again. "Senior Brother, I told you—it wouldn't be easy to conquer him."
The other four Absolutes all stared fixedly at Sikong Jing...
Absolute Pill Emperor, meanwhile, remained expressionless. A trace of satisfaction flashed through his aged eyes, along with a thread of gloom, before he spoke again. "Sikong Jing, what is it that makes you so resolute in... rejecting this Emperor?"
Anyone below the Emperor Realm would have been unable to withstand his pressure.
Unless it was: the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts.
Unless it was: one of those humans who possessed the strongest Emperor bloodlines in the Vast Cosmos Great World.
Yet Sikong Jing was neither the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, and the Emperor bloodline within him was weak trash-tier. Other than the crazed, unconscious thing that was the Demon Vein being powerful, he practically had no decent foundation at all.
Yet with the will of the Divine Lord Realm, he had rejected him.
That surprised Absolute Pill Emperor, and it also brought him a flicker of delight.
That delight meant he wanted even more to conquer Sikong Jing. He liked gnawing on hard bones.
But instinctively, Absolute Pill Emperor disliked this feeling as well. Being unable to control even such a young man made him deeply uncomfortable—especially when that young man was from the Vast Cosmos Great World.
Gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Sikong Jing replied in a low voice, "You are people from another great world."
In truth, it was not merely because of