Steel Bone Flying Vulture, Dying

Gongyang Ren's expression changed drastically. He shrieked, "Stop! Everyone, stop!"

Then Gongyang Ren roared repeatedly at Sikong Jing, "Sikong Jing, damn you, release Ying'er now! I promise you, I'll agree to anything you want."

By the end, his voice had gradually taken on a pleading note.

"Don't worry, Imperial Preceptor Gongyang. Once I reach a place of absolute safety, I'll release Miss Gongyang."

"On the condition that I am safe enough. Farewell!"

After saying that, Sikong Jing used a treasure to accelerate, and the demonic dragon vanished like a shooting star.

At the same time, Gongyang Ren hurriedly led his people in pursuit. He could not possibly let Sikong Jing leave with his granddaughter.

Lu Lingun remained behind. He suddenly turned toward the people of War Soul Sacred Dragon Palace, his voice icy as he said, "Qiu Qifeng, you're in league with Sikong Jing, aren't you? You were the ones who provided that demonic dragon."

That demonic dragon had belonged to War Soul Sacred Dragon Palace, and it was an exceptionally powerful Fifth Realm expert.

"What a joke. How could we possibly be in league with Sikong Jing?"

"You all saw how strange Sikong Jing is. He can tame demonic dragons with ease. He used to be the chief disciple of Long Night Holy Dragon Palace too. How the hell am I supposed to know how he got the demonic dragon to obey him?"

That was indeed the truth. Qiu Qifeng truly did not know how Sikong Jing had tamed the demonic dragon.

Seeing that everyone still did not believe him, Qiu Qifeng pointed at the trembling mass of demonic beasts within the Imperial Preceptor's residence and said again, "Didn't you see? One roar from him just now, and every demonic beast ran away."

Only then did Lu Lingun and