On the Divine Shuttle Ship, a myriad of presences representing the Emperor Martial Stage were converging from all directions, numbering at least hundreds, like meteors streaking in.
They were coming here instead of guarding their disciples, surely for Sikong Jing.
Duanmu Chun and Yao Yuzhi exchanged glances, and the latter said deeply, "For Sikong Jing and them, this trial is too terrifying, surely more and more Emperor Martial Stage fighters will come."
The latter's expression was grave; whether it was Pei Yuzheng's bounty or the Hundred-man Soldier Killing Formation, both were madly enticing the strong from various forces.
But Sikong Jing, can he continue his triumphs?
If surrounded by hundreds of Emperor Martial Stage experts, no matter how miraculous Sikong Jing is, he won't be able to break through.
"Believe in them, Sikong Jing has said he won't be easily discovered."
