At this moment, Sikong Jing and his two disciples were walking in the corridor inside the Judgement Tower.
Just a few dozen meters away was his office.
But the office door in Sikong Jing's eyes was like a sinister, terrifying mouth, as if ready to swallow him whole.
Suddenly, that terrifying danger seemed to sense something, pressing towards him little by little, a silent, terrifying aura constantly pressing down on the three of them...
It seemed that as long as Sikong Jing did not advance or make a move, it would enshroud him and Bai Xiaojin.
This aura could only be sensed by Sikong Jing, who had a terrifying instinct; Bai Xiaojin and the other one could not sense it.
In other words, at the moment Sikong Jing smelled danger, the terrifying threat inside the office also realized there was a possibility Sikong Jing had detected it.
For this reason, Sikong Jing's mind raced before he calmly composed himself; he could not allow himself to be detected yet.
