In Absolute Spirit Emperor's eyes, Sikong Jing could not possibly hold on until Black Tiger's reinforcements arrived.
Sure enough... Bang!
The Nine Tribulations Sword Shield that Sikong Jing had been using to draw the Purple Extreme Heavenly Demon Lion's demonic power was violently shattered.
The bizarre spirit-controlling technique completely enveloped him.
The pupils of everyone from the Anti-Seal Faction nearby contracted sharply, their hearts tightening.
"A-Jing..."
Sikong Ding was tense to the point of exploding as he charged toward Sikong Jing alongside Black Tiger's Ten Thousand Demon Hall army. Su Yuexi, Su Yuexian, and the others clenched their fists, their hearts rising into their throats.
"Sikong, you little beast, get your spirit shadow over here..."
Absolute Spirit Emperor's spirit-controlling technique had already covered Sikong Jing.
The next step was naturally to wrench his spirit shadow from his body. Then, he could keep it if he wished—or tear it to pieces if he wished.
Before, he had been dealing with the entire Ten Thousand Demon Hall. Now, he was dealing with only Sikong Jing and his mount.
In but an instant...
A spirit shadow was pulled from Sikong Jing's body.
Tian Wuxiu and the various Absolutes immediately revealed looks of delight. At last, this menace, Sikong Jing, was about to be dealt with.
"Hm? That's not right..."
"Why doesn't the spirit shadow Absolute Spirit Senior Brother pulled out look like that little beast Sikong? It even looks a little familiar."
Suddenly, Absolute Beast Emperor spoke in an incomparably strange voice.
At his reminder, everyone realized that the spirit shadow which had been pulled out and wrapped in Absolute Spirit Emperor's power was an elegant-looking middle-aged man. He truly did seem somewhat familiar.
"Sikong Jing possesses Dual Spirit Shadows?"
"Could one of his spirit shadows have changed its form after all sorts