Everything went smoothly. Sikong Jing stepped back onto the passage he had crossed through...
He then quickly moved away from the damaged breach before steadily setting down the Spirit Willow Fragment.
Huff, huff, huff, huff...
Even Sikong Jing could not help gasping for breath after his mad dash through the Dead Silence Small World.
But after regulating his breath for a moment, he rose to his feet again and murmured, "Now that those monsters have lost the Spirit Willow Fragment as their target, they shouldn't be so crazed anymore, right?"
No matter what, he had already left the Dead Silence Small World—or rather, the eighteenth level of Hell Prison—and for the time being, he could not return.
As for what would happen to the Mystic Jade Emperor next, he could only pray.
Just then, Liu Duoye's voice suddenly rang out from within the Spirit Willow Fragment...
"Sikong Jing, I can feel the vitality of the Spirit Willow Fragment being attacked by something terrifying."
"It is even more terrifying than death pollution. It wants to destroy the Spirit Willow Fragment outright."
Sikong Jing's entire body jolted, and he hastily gathered his thoughts...
He saw Yin Spirit Evil Qi erupting violently from the damaged breach, frantically assaulting the Spirit Willow Fragment. Clearly, although the Spirit Willow Fragment could block the Yin Spirit Evil Qi, it could not do so forever.
The high-level Yin Spirits from the battlefield would be like a slow-acting poison, continuously eroding the Spirit Willow Fragment's vitality.
At that thought, Sikong Jing hurriedly said, "Ancestor Duoye, please hold on for a while."
As he spoke, Sikong Jing continued moving away from the enormous breach—the great rupture he had fallen through earlier—dragging the Spirit Willow Fragment as he darted toward the Vast Cosmos. He had to take the Spirit Willow