Suddenly... BOOM!
One of the slender claws on the severed arm touched the boundary wall with a tremendous crash.
In Sikong Jing's eyes, it was as though a pane of glass stood before him. On the other side, a claw from the mountain-sized severed arm pressed against the glass, poised to pierce through.
Yet the boundary wall was incomparably sturdy, impossible to break through.
"Is my demonic transformation still not enough? Then explode for me."
Sikong Jing suddenly took out what remained of Qin Luoluo's Six-Horned Magic Beast blood essence and devoured it directly.
With a boom, the demonic intent around Sikong Jing instantly boiled over.
With a crack, the Qing Ling Sword in his spirit platform's sea of consciousness seemed on the verge of shattering again. But the Tribulation-Breaking Power of Sikong Jing's Mad Beast Sword Dao slammed down fiercely, steadying the Qing Ling Sword.
And at that very moment... crack!
A crisp sound came from the glass-like boundary wall before him. The severed arm's claw finally pierced through it, inch by inch.
And just as the severed arm's claw pushed through a little...
Suddenly, a deep female voice rang out from afar. "Why do I smell Vast Universe's aura? What is going on?"
It was, of course, Zhan Ai's voice...
In an instant, Sikong Jing's entire body jolted, as if a basin of icy water had been poured over his head.
At this moment, his consciousness, driven to the limit by demonic transformation, seemed to return.
He turned and looked in the direction opposite the boundary wall.
"It's the War Beast Clan's Great Emperor. They've already caught up to the Wuyi Mountain City, and they can smell the Vast Universe bloodline on me from far away."
"My demonic transformation has gone too deep. Everything concealing Vast Universe's aura