The mysterious powerhouse had emerged?
Everyone shuddered from head to toe and looked toward the Prison Race from afar...
Sikong Jing spoke again, "This is the aura of a battle beast—the Battle Beast Old Monster imprisoned within the Hell Array."
To him, the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts of Vast Cosmos, a battle beast's aura was far too clear and distinct.
"Junior Brother, can we stake everything on one fight?" Sword Shatter Emperor stepped forward with her sword in hand.
Naturally, she meant gathering the strength of the entire Vast Cosmos Great World and fighting it head-on.
But Sikong Jing shook his head and rejected the idea...
"If the Origin Universe army were not pressing in upon us, perhaps we could fight. But now, we can't."
"There's no need for meaningless sacrifices."
As he spoke, Sikong Jing suddenly stepped into the sky, waiting for the Battle Beast Old Monster to arrive...
Everyone understood that if they pooled Vast Cosmos's strength to fight the Battle Beast Old Monster, Sacred Might True Emperor and the others would launch an attack from behind.
When that time came, the result would be no different. Only more people would die.
What they had to do was what Sikong Jing had instructed: protect the Vast Cosmos Great World and keep it from being invaded.
The Burial Emperor Rules needed Yin Spirit Evil Qi, so the Burial Emperor War would continue.
But how could they bear to watch Sikong Jing go to his death with their eyes wide open? They had clearly agreed before that, even if they had to die fighting, they would protect Sikong Jing. Yet now, were they truly going to give up?
Sword Shatter Emperor was unwilling. Chen Lusheng was unwilling. Wen Xuanwu let out a crazed, grief-stricken roar...
Even the Spirit Root