Sikong Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and his body trembled violently as he growled, "Grandpa Su, there are many things..."
Before he could finish, Su Old Demon slowly lifted his eyes and gently interrupted, "Ajing, Willow Leaf Saint Manor is after me. It's better for you to hide. We can't let them know you're still alive now."
As he spoke, he slowly extended a finger...
Clang clang clang...
The sound of metal clashing rang in Sikong Jing's ears.
Then, swords began to form from the surrounding soil around him, emerging from the ground and completely sealing him in, quickly turning into a Sword Prison.
"Grandpa Su, let's talk this over,"
Sikong Jing cried out frantically, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't break through the Sword Prison surrounding him, and Su Old Demon no longer responded to him.
