At the same time...
Sikong Jing, who had just been blasted into the Spirit Willow Clan's forbidden ground by the shockwave from two divine artifact fragments, suddenly felt every hair on his body stand on end. A surge of dark, deathly energy came spewing straight at him.
With every hair standing on end, Sikong Jing instantly adjusted his stance and swung the Snow-Tempered Sword in his hand with all his strength.
Boom...
The Mad Beast Sword Strike collided heavily with the surging death energy, exploding apart in an instant. Already badly wounded from the Beast Heart Body shattering twice, Sikong Jing had blood seep from the corner of his mouth.
But he had no time to care about that...
His spiritual shadow power burst forth through his eyes as he looked toward Liu Duoye.
In that instant, he saw a figure shrouded beneath a black robe.
Sikong Jing's entire body shook violently. "A One-Tribulation Emperor Venerable? Your bloodline aura isn't from the Primordial Cosmos Great World. Who are you?"
Within this world inside a world, the strongest native human was Aurora Divine Lord at the Divine Lord Stage. Other than himself, everyone who surpassed that realm came from the Primordial Cosmos Great World.
Yet the figure concealed beneath that black robe carried not the slightest aura of the Primordial Cosmos.
Then he could only be from the Vast Universe?
The figure beneath the black robe seemed to shoot out two icy, lingering gazes. Then he abruptly flashed away. Without a word of reply or a shred of nonsense, he turned and melded into the roots of the Spirit Root Divine Willow, which were saturated with death.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished without a trace.
Naturally, Sikong Jing could not allow him to leave. He immediately gave chase