In Ling Wangjiao and the others' minds...
The Black-Clothed Youth could not possibly be a friend of Purple Dust Pavilion.
Because Purple Dust Pavilion was unworthy!
At that moment, Wudun looked at the sword shadows pressing down on them, then at the Heaven-Soaring Palace Divine Lord Stage expert beside him, whose face had gone deathly pale. The latter was still shaking his head frantically, looking as though he was screaming, Don't sacrifice me no matter what.
But after a brief moment of thought, Wudun's gaze suddenly sharpened. He abruptly slapped the man, sending him flying toward Sikong Jing.
As the Divine Lord Stage expert let out a shrill cry, Wudun said, "He's yours. Stop forcing me."
With that, he continued sweeping up Ling Wangjiao and the others before flashing away.
Their destination was no longer the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb, but Purple Dust Pavilion—the former site of Ling Dongwei's manor palace...
Naturally, they had to return to the Void Rift World and flee half of Vast Sea as quickly as possible.
Elsewhere...
Sikong Jing still stood above the shattered little Divine Cosmos Ship.
True to his word, he withdrew the pursuing sword shadows, then caught the Heaven-Soaring Palace Divine Lord Stage expert who had been thrown at him in midair...
With a casual wave of his hand, the shattered little Divine Cosmos Ship reassembled itself.
Thud...
Sikong Jing drifted gently down onto the deck, then casually tossed the Heaven-Soaring Palace Divine Lord Stage expert down as well.
Afterward, he walked toward the man step by step...
"What are you doing? Don't come any closer!" the Heaven-Soaring Palace Divine Lord Stage expert cried in terror.
His entire face had turned snow-white, and he frantically scooted backward on his backside. He was at the peak of the Divine Lord Stage; back in