At this moment...
Gan Wumie softly said beside Sikong Jing, "It must have been the people from the Primordial Cosmos Great World. They really have come to our Great World... Should we go out now and ask them?"
His eyes flickered rapidly...
Sikong Jing suddenly flashed forward, landing before several variant humans.
"Who?"
The hairs all over their bodies stood on end. Yet the moment they met Sikong Jing's eyes, they immediately became dazed.
These variant humans were merely at the Yang Extremity Heaven Realm, the second realm of the Extremity Heaven Stage. Yet Sikong Jing was now a quasi-Emperor-level powerhouse in the Spirit Seal Realm. In an instant, he cowed and bewildered them.
Then, whatever Sikong Jing asked, they answered...
A quarter of an hour later...
By the time the several variant humans regained their senses, Sikong Jing had long since vanished.
The few of them looked at one another.
The man whose arms were covered in red fur asked in a trembling voice, "What... happened just now?"
"Nothing seems to have happened, does it? I just feel a little dizzy. Maybe the evil aura here is too heavy." The second variant human spoke dully, utterly unaware that a quarter of an hour had already passed.
In the end...
They had no idea Sikong Jing had questioned them at length. Instead, they continued discussing the disappearance of the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb in terror.
"We need to hurry back to the Heaven-Soaring Giant Continent, back to the Purple Dust Pavilion, and report this to the elders."
The few of them turned and left.
After they disappeared, Sikong Jing reappeared in a flash with Gan Wumie.
His expression was dark and grim.
Gan Wumie said at his side, "Lord Sikong, according to those variant humans, they brought disciples to the