Chapter 681: Lu Lungan, Looking Up to the Sky and Sighing Long
"Lu Lungan, retreat immediately, or you will suffer heavy losses," Sikong Jing’s booming voice rang out.
Lu Lungan’s face had turned completely pale, and he stared fixedly at Sikong Jing as he shouted, "Impossible, even the essence blood of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture cannot summon such a terrifying demon beast."
This indeed was an impossibility; the essence blood of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture could at most trigger a small beast tide.
There was no way a demon beast from the Reverse Soul Realm could appear.
Yet the situation before them had arisen, and Lu Lungan was utterly disheveled, but he still desperately sought answers from Sikong Jing.
"Oh, I seem to recall the Iron Bone Flying Vulture mentioning that it had stored a trace of Iron Winged Divine Condor blood; I guess my blood sample contains this terrifying thing," Sikong Jing replied with a smile.
He still would not reveal his Master of Ten Thousand Beasts essence blood and used the half-truth of the Iron Winged Divine Condor blood as a pretext instead.
Then, with a serious look on his face, Sikong Jing ordered, "Everyone, heed my command, charge into the Northern Mountain."
"As long as we kill enough people, with more food for the beast tide, we can all survive."
Following Sikong Jing’s command, the 66th Army surged forward without hesitation; they completely trusted Sikong Jing.