All around them, it was as if demons were roaring.
The domain powers of the three Seventh-Tribulation Prison Race experts were like the monstrous environments within the Ancient Ancestor Hell Array, carrying a terrifying pressure that seemed ready to tear Sikong Jing to pieces...
A cold glint flickered in his eyes as Sikong Jing used the Nine Heavens Sword Dao domain to shield himself.
"The Punishment Tribulation is drawing closer and closer. Shan Qiansu and Feather Transformation Emperor won't be able to hold out much longer either. I have to end this quickly."
He muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing as a strange killing intent burst forth...
The Snow-Tempered Sword in his hand slowly rose, as though he could only lift it with all his strength beneath the pressure around him.
The three Seventh-Tribulation Prison Race experts still maintained their triangular encirclement, their pupils contracting sharply as well...
"So terrifying. This is the power of the Nine Heavens Sword Dao? No wonder he could shatter the Burial Emperor Tribulation with a single strike."
"Just as Mu Jianzi said, this Sikong Jing is absolutely the most terrifying genius in the Vast Cosmos Great World. He must be cut down."
"That's right. There's no need to spare his life... As long as we retrieve the Nine Heavens Emperor's blood essence, Mu Jianzi can enter the Nine Heavens Emperor's secret inheritance ground and obtain all of the Nine Heavens Emperor's inheritances."
As the three spoke, they immediately increased their power, intending to crush Sikong Jing alive...
They had originally been considering whether to capture Sikong Jing alive, but now they had made their decision: leave no survivors.
But just then... pfft!
A soft sound came from the chest of one of the Seventh-Tribulation Prison Race experts. He froze on the spot and instinctively