Cheng Yin's reconstruction had been carried out entirely according to the Nine Heavens Emperor's power.
But Sikong Jing's two reconstructions had both followed his own path, resisting the reconstruction rules left behind by the Nine Heavens Emperor.
Cheng Yin had improved after his reconstruction, but Sikong Jing had likewise improved during this time.
And he had improved faster and more fiercely than Cheng Yin.
Naturally, he killed faster and faster.
Bang...
Cheng Yin exploded again. He died again—the third time.
At this, Sikong Jing looked at the two sword spirits and said flatly, "I'll go up myself. After he reconstructs, remember to call me down to kill him..."
After saying that, Sikong Jing flashed into the seventh level, leaving the Magic Beast Sword Spirit in a frenzied mess.
The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit's emotions also fluctuated more and more, as though it were sighing.
Outside the Dark Demon entrance and exit...
Yu Mang, the Absolute Heart Emperor, and everyone from the Nine Heavens Alliance were in complete disarray.
He had died again—what in the world was going on?
Fortunately, Cheng Yin's life lamp flickered faintly to life once more.
All they could do was wait patiently. There was simply no way to enter the Dark Demon Small World...
But for some reason, they felt as though they were being toyed with, as though Nine Heavens' secret inheritance ground was playing them for fools.
In the blink of an eye, another month passed.
Cheng Yin's third reconstruction was complete. Sikong Jing descended into the eighth level once more, but Cheng Yin was already trembling from head to toe. Sikong Jing had utterly shattered his confidence.
He had been chopped down three whole times—who could endure that?
He had already developed a psychological shadow, so Cheng Yin immediately shrieked, "Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit, hurry