Time was running out...
This was because, besides the voice of rule-will that no one else could hear, Sikong Jing also sensed an incomparably oppressive force surging from the direction of the Burial Emperor Battlefield.
It was as if he could already smell the aura of the hell array.
It was neither the fourth Punishment Tribulation nor an evolution into an Emperor Tribulation.
Rather, the words the God-Devouring Demoness had once told him were coming true.
After unleashing the Mad Beast Sword Dao, Sikong Jing would be dragged into the hell array ahead of time, shackled while still at the realm of a Seven-Tribulation Emperor Venerable.
Those words had been spoken by the Demonic-Form Spirit Shadow to Su Yuexi.
Sikong Jing's true body did not answer any of Absolute Soul's questions. He stood there calmly and spoke faintly...
"You'll know soon enough."
Though he already knew the outcome, though he knew he would be dragged into the hell array, Sikong Jing's tone remained calm.
The power throughout his body exploded, and three Army-Slaying Formation patterns shot out.
They connected respectively to Yu Xianpo, Xie Bumian, and Yu Jian...
In an instant, borrowing the three newly ascended Great Emperors, he took control of all the troops on their side. Then, with a hum, the power of the Army-Slaying Formation abruptly changed, becoming the pure aura of the Mad Beast Sword Dao.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz...
One Mad Beast sword-form after another condensed into being.
They appeared above Sikong Jing's Army-Slaying Formation like sword pillars whose tips could not be seen at a glance. They gathered the strength of three newly ascended Great Emperors, Yu Tong, a Nine-Tribulation Emperor Venerable, Falling Beard, Old Lady Chen, and other Eight-Tribulation Emperor Venerables.
Naturally, they also gathered the strength of every member of the