At this moment, Sikong Jing certainly wouldn't expect that the true target of Holy Ancestor Tianxin was that so-called hell on earth.
Sikong Jing really didn't know that such a place existed.
Thinking about it, Sikong Jing mumbled to himself, "No matter what, I must rush back to the East Plain Northern Land."
The Heavenly Dao Sacred Land is attacking his hometown at this very moment.
Inside, there are his friends, and even the bodies of Grandpa Su and Granny Ye, how could Sikong Jing not go back?
Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing looked into the distance at Tie Binghun and the Golden Tiger Emperor, and of course, the two hadn't overheard Sikong Jing's conversation with the Split Armor Flying Scorpion, still tensely waiting for Sikong Jing's urgency.
"You two, I have urgent matters that require me to head to the East Plain Northern Land now."
With Sikong Jing's words, both Tie Binghun and the Golden Tiger Emperor were stunned, immediately asking what was so urgent.
