Jing Yuan knew even more clearly that Sikong Jing had already joined the Anti-Seal Faction and had worked with the Sword and Saber Emperor, Chen Lusheng.
Looking back at Jing Yuan, Sikong Jing nodded almost imperceptibly...
Then he withdrew his gaze and faced the Mountain Clan elders again. "It was me. Your Mountain Clan was bullying people again, and I happened not to like the sight of it. My sword happened to dislike it even more, so I killed one of your quasi-Emperors."
Hiss...
The instant Sikong Jing's words fell, the people around them finally jolted awake...
Sikong Jing had just slain a Mountain Clan quasi-Emperor with a single sword strike.
The same old saying: Sikong Jing had long since become famous throughout the Vast Cosmos, and nearly everyone knew of his deeds.
They also knew that he was one of the Anti-Seal Faction.
Yet in many people's minds, he was still just a young man. His talent might be terrifying, but he had not truly reached the level where veteran powerhouses would take him seriously. At most, he was simply always able to achieve unity between man and mount.
Yet now, without even riding a mount, he had slain a quasi-Emperor with one sword—and a quasi-Emperor of a supreme clan at that.
"You dare kill a member of my Mountain Clan? Die!"
Suddenly, a savage roar came from within the Floating Fury God Mountain in the sky.
A terrifying surge of spirit shadow power came crashing down, shooting straight toward Sikong Jing.
This was the spirit shadow power of a super Emperor-level powerhouse.
Wu Wanfa of the Martial Excellence Hall went cold all over. "The Mountain Clan Chief is actually making a move himself to kill Sikong Jing..."
That was right. Before the Mountain Clan elders present could even