Just as Sikong Jing vanished amid the fire evil spirits...
Shan Qiansu immediately whispered to Tian Wuan and Xue Lin, "That little bastard Sikong Jing is indeed monstrously talented. At such a young age, he has actually reached the quasi-Emperor realm—but a quasi-Emperor trying to control us is nothing but a joke..."
"Pretend to agree for now. Once he removes the Black Tortoise Divine Armor for us, kill him at once."
"Even if we have to die in the Burial Emperor Tribulation, we'll drag him down with us."
As Shan Qiansu spoke, Tian Wuan and Xue Lin both nodded with killing intent surging from them. Looking again toward where Sikong Jing had vanished among the fire evil spirits, they saw bursts of Sword Qi erupting from within...
"His Sword Dao may be formidable, but he's only just entered the quasi-Emperor realm. He's still trash." Tian Wuan gritted his teeth.
But Xue Lin suddenly asked, "Wasn't he supposed to control us? Why did he suddenly run into that cluster of fire Yin Spirit Evil Qi? What's he doing?"
Shan Qiansu froze...
That was right—what was Sikong Jing doing?
Very soon, they had no time to think about it, because the second wave of Mysterious Gold Lightning came crashing down.
The three of them howled like ghosts and wolves once more.
"Sikong Jing, damn it, get back here already and remove the Black Tortoise Divine Armor for us!" Shan Qiansu screamed as he cried out.
And what was Sikong Jing doing?
Naturally, he was capturing fire evil spirits. His method for controlling Tian Wuan and the other two was still exactly the same as before.
Just as he had controlled Spirit Parrot and Zhe Ying, he was preparing to implant Yin Spirit Evil Qi into the three men's Spirit Platforms and seas