Rising to his feet, Sikong Jing quickly said, "The signal beads Brother Xian Po sent were probably because of this. Yu Mang has arrived in the Dark Demon Small World with Cheng Yin, that Nine Heavens Sword Son."
This came as no surprise. After all, the Prison Race within the Hell Array all knew of the Dark Demon entrance and exit.
Mu Bujun had told them about it. Last time, Mu Bujun had even captured Brother Falling Beard and taken him away.
"Looks like I'll have to kill myself again."
Sikong Jing spoke with a bitter smile. Though he could reshape his body again, taking his own life each time was still an awful experience, all right?
But...
The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit suddenly said, "No. If you kill yourself this time, I won't be able to take you to reshape your body."
Sikong Jing froze, then immediately asked: Why?
He had been able to kill himself and reshape his body before, so why was it suddenly impossible now? Could there be a limit to the number of times a body could be reshaped?
"The rules left behind by the Nine Heavens Emperor to use demons against demons recognize this new intruder more."
"He is stronger than you."
As those words fell, Sikong Jing's eyes widened in disbelief. That Cheng Yin was stronger than him?
Or rather, was he more likely than Sikong Jing to complete the Nine Heavens Emperor's plan of using demons against demons?
It was not that Sikong Jing was being arrogant...
He had fought and killed his way step by step to his current level as a Six-Tribulation Emperor Venerable. He even possessed the strength to slay a Nine-Tribulation Emperor Venerable.
And on top of that, he was the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts of the Vast