Eternal Night Ice Dance Blade, Dark Wing Black Flame Sword

The ministers present, no matter which side they belonged to, nodded to themselves.

But only inwardly. The situation had already descended into complete chaos, and they had no idea which direction it would take.

Even the ministers who had pledged themselves to Ji Tan did not dare speak out of turn at a time like this.

"Sikong Jing, don't get too smug. Do you think the Long Night Black Burn Army can save you?"

Just then, Yan Ruyu roared with a ferocious expression.

Her mood had plummeted, because Sikong Jing, who should have been toyed with in the palm of her hand, had leapt out of her grasp yet again.

While she herself had become a clown instead.

She stared fixedly at Sikong Jing and shouted, "Everyone from the Worry-Forget Sect, you can't hesitate any longer. You must kill Sikong Jing at once. Otherwise, once his Long Night Black Burn Army arrives, it'll be too late to do anything!"

Yan Ruyu knew very well what the Worry-Forget Sect's experts were hesitating over—they still feared Wang Ge.

Ji Tan and Yan Ruyu did not want to directly kill Sikong Jing and incur Wang Ge's hatred, and neither did the Worry-Forget Sect. That was why they had been waiting for a better opportunity to strike.

But now, they could wait no longer.

If the Long Night Black Burn Army charged in, even the strongest experts might not be able to kill Sikong Jing.

He was the Invincible Divine General who had sent even the War Soul Dynasty trembling at the mere mention of his name.

Swish, swish, swish...

A freezing chill finally swept down. Led by the Second Elder, the Worry-Forget Sect's people descended into the Night Emperor Hall. Their terrifying frost completely encircled Sikong Jing, forcing all the ministers present to