Slay demons, slay demons, slay demons...
His mind was filled with the sound of slaying demons. Sikong Jing's Nine Heavens Sword Dao had initially entered the ninth level, but the speed at which he was slaying demons was nearly unable to keep up with the speed at which he was falling into demonhood.
In his state of extreme demonization, his consciousness seemed to be getting devoured bit by bit.
It had now been a full year and eight months since the second tribulation of punishment began. Sikong Jing had reached his most dangerous moment.
More dangerous than he had imagined.
"Strike that sword which defies the rules, and you can break the tribulation!"
A voice seemed to be luring Sikong Jing, already lost in the chaos of demonization, seeking to induce him to unleash the Mad Beast Sword Strike.
Within the confused Sikong Jing, Rampaging Beast Sword Intent was gradually taking shape.
"Steady your mind. You cannot strike it, or heaven and earth will collapse."
The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit in his hand actually cried out anxiously as well, trying to restore Sikong Jing's awareness.
But clearly, it had no great effect.
Sikong Jing could no longer hear any sounds. Only two voices of will remained in his heart, alternating without end.
The Rampaging Beast Sword Intent within the Snow-Tempered Sword in his hand gradually thickened...
"Jing Gege..."
Suddenly, just as Sikong Jing was about to unleash the Mad Beast Sword Strike, a voice rang beside his ear, making his lost heart shudder violently.
"Yuexi, why are you here?"
With crimson eyes, Sikong Jing swept his gaze around him, yet Su Yuexi was nowhere to be seen.
He closed his eyes again, as though sinking back into darkness.
"Jing Gege..."
"You promised me that you would return to the Azure Dragon