The Spirit Root Divine Willow was the root of the Ancient Spirit Race. It was only after the Ten Absolutes destroyed the Spirit Root Divine Willow that the Spirit Race became the castrated version it was today.
But of course, the Absolute Sword Emperor would not explain too clearly, lest Ling Dao harbor rebellious thoughts.
At this, Ling Dao lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to ask any further.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, the Absolute Sword Emperor sensed something, and killing intent flashed explosively in his eyes...
"The mark on that little bastard Sikong seems to have disappeared?"
Just as Sikong Jing had expected, when the mark on his body vanished, the Four Absolutes who had implanted it would inevitably sense it. There would be a delay because of the Spirit Seal Realm's seal and the Burial Emperor Tomb between them.
They might not even be entirely certain, but the Four Absolutes could verify it with one another.
Not daring to delay, the Absolute Sword Emperor hurriedly contacted the other Three Absolutes and received a positive confirmation.
The Four Absolutes then swiftly reported the matter to their senior brother, the Absolute Pill Emperor.
The Absolute Pill Emperor also understood the gravity of the matter and immediately ordered a full alert throughout the usable range of the Dark Demon Realm Ring.
At the same time, coldness surged around him as he spoke to the Four Absolutes who had contacted him...
"In barely more than a dozen years, that little bastard Sikong has actually reached the Imperial Venerable Realm."
The Absolute Pill Emperor and the others all knew of Sikong Jing's talent. Back then, they had even been reluctant to kill him, intending instead to erase his memories.
But this progress was simply too fast, wasn't it?
After spending only a dozen or so