The first beast roar had unleashed an entirely new Mad Beast Sword Strike.
Now came the second.
When he had detonated the battlefield Yin Spirits to besiege Elder Gong, the Beast Heart Body had likewise struck with the Mad Beast Sword Strike.
In the end, Sikong Jing's true body came to a halt at another damaged spot. He sat cross-legged and cultivated again. Once his body had mostly recovered, he immediately sent the Beast Heart Body back into the Burial Emperor Battlefield to cultivate.
And now, he was about to step into the deeper reaches of the Burial Emperor Battlefield...
"While I have the time..."
"I'll test things bit by bit and see where the Beast Heart Body's limit lies within the Burial Emperor Battlefield."
Bian Guo had reminded Sikong Jing not to venture too deeply into the battlefield. What Sikong Jing wanted to do now was find one breach after another in the passage and continuously send the Beast Heart Body in to probe.
To see just how deep it could enter the Burial Emperor Battlefield.
Thus, the Beast Heart Body landed once more...
It was still crimson earth, but this time there were fewer eighth-level Yin Spirits and far more ninth-level ones.
All around lay bare, towering mountains.
Without another thought...
So long as it was not trampled to death by the battlefield Yin Spirits, the Beast Heart Body continued cultivating Bian Guo's inherited Fusion Sword Dao.
Time flowed on...
A year and two months had passed since Sikong Jing had set out from the entrance to the Dark Demon Small World.
Half a year had passed since he entered the Burial Emperor Battlefield...
Though half a year had already gone by, Sikong Jing had advanced only about a tenth of the way through the passage, because