Faced with Tian Wuan's doubts about the Nine Heavens Sword Dao, Sikong Jing did not answer.
He merely spoke softly...
"Focus on enduring your Burial Emperor Tribulation..."
"I look forward to seeing you survive. If possible, try to see whether you can awaken your ancient bloodline memories."
"The Vast Cosmos Great World is already in chaos. I have basically unearthed the true faces of the Ancient Ten Absolutes."
"Elder Wuchen has already confirmed that Tian Wuxiu is the Heaven-Sunder Emperor, yet many in the Celestial Race are still unwilling to believe it. I hope Elder Tian Wuan can return to the Vast Cosmos Great World carrying the ancient Celestial Race bloodline memories..."
By the time he finished speaking, Sikong Jing had already retreated far away.
Rumble...
The mysterious golden lightning of the Burial Emperor Tribulation crashed madly down upon Tian Wuan and the other two, beginning its large-scale bombardment.
Watching the terrifying Burial Emperor Tribulation, Sikong Jing asked again, "Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit, how many types of Burial Emperor Tribulations are there? There should also be tribulations aimed at the Spirit Platform consciousness sea, right? Could they shatter my Nine Heavens Sword Qi?"
"They won't. Your sword qi carries my scent..." the Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit replied briefly.
Sikong Jing froze for a moment, then suddenly understood.
The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit had been fashioned by the Nine Heavens Emperor using Yin Spirit Evil Qi. It was certainly Yin Spirit Evil Qi of the highest grade. Put bluntly, the Burial Emperor Tribulation was also a test for tribulation-crossers through all kinds of Yin Spirit Evil Qi.
When they sensed the Snow-Tempered aura, which was of a higher grade than themselves, they would naturally steer clear rather than touch it.
"How long will the Burial Emperor Tribulation take?" Sikong Jing asked again.
The Snow-Tempered