The moment he entered the Yin Spirit liquid wall, Sikong Jing's heart stirred...
"That Elder Gong was lured away by the Beast Heart Body. Should I go straight to their Divine Cosmos Ship and start killing?"
After his simulated battle with Wan Benyang and the Beast Heart Body's probing sword strike just now, Sikong Jing understood that he now had the strength to fight a Four-Tribulation Emperor Venerable—and could even kill a somewhat weaker one.
But immediately, Sikong Jing shook his head again...
"No, I can't act rashly."
Although he now possessed the power to suppress weaker Four-Tribulation Emperor Venerables, Elder Gong's Divine Cosmos Ship held more than one such expert, along with a combined force of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
One misstep, and he would be trapped within.
At that thought, Sikong Jing's gaze immediately turned toward the Burial Emperor Battlefield. He murmured inwardly, "That passage is up ahead. While they aren't paying attention, I'll circle around and enter... the passage first."
"Once inside, I'll try to find something I can use to ambush them."
With that, Sikong Jing steered the tiny Divine Cosmos Ship and charged madly ahead with his head down.
Before long...
He had already moved ahead of Elder Gong's Divine Cosmos Ship. Yet Sikong Jing remained vigilant of his surroundings, his mind flashing through the inheritance illusion realms of the Sword Extinction Emperor, as well as his senior brother Jian Xia and senior sister Jian Dong.
The terrifying illusion realm of the Burial Emperor Battlefield remained vivid in his mind.
"I'm currently only a One-Tribulation Emperor Venerable, and the Nine Heavens Sword Dao has merely entered the eighth level. I must be more careful."
As he thought, Sikong Jing accelerated onward...
All around him was incomparably thick Yin Spirit liquid, seemingly stretching beyond sight,