Looking at Zhan Sha's Beast God Seal, Sikong Jing's eyes narrowed slightly...
He continued to strike with the techniques of the Six-Horned Magic Beast. Demonic claws shot forth one after another, as if they had been torn from the Dark Relic Canopy itself. Other than its six horns, the Nine Heavens Six-Horned Magic Beast's methods followed no discernible pattern.
It had transformed into a magic beast while its cultivation was still weak, so its methods had always been savage, frenzied slaughter.
Yet later, protected by the Nine Heavens Emperor as he slew demons, its realm had risen to terrifying heights. What appeared to be frenzied bombardment actually carried a wondrous rhythm—a nameless ultimate art of a magic beast.
To the powerful experts before the Divine Relic Hall, it appeared that...
Sikong Jing, in his six-horned beast form, unleashed seemingly chaotic demonic claws that contained a demonic domain governed by the law of tearing everything apart.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle continued. Sikong Jing did not devour any more energy, maintaining his realm at the peak of the Seven Tribulations.
If he devoured any more, he really would succumb to qi deviation.
This was already his limit.
In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed, yet the slaughter between the two savage beasts had not ended.
Before the Divine Relic Hall, Zhan Da clenched his fists tightly.
"What the hell is Uncle Zhan Sha doing? It's obvious that the Wild Beast is still only at the Seven-Tribulation realm. Why can't he finish it after a whole day and night?"
As the War Beast Young Master, as someone who had been defeated by the Seven-Tribulation Wild Beast...
He could not accept that this Wild Beast could fight an Emperor Venerable.
Zhan Da had always believed that he