Berserk God of War

Chapter 778: Chapter 778: Rather Become a Demon

The young girl Venerable nodded with a smile and replied, ”Very good, very decisive. I like it, so... let’s go.”

After speaking, she gently patted the ice-colored bird on her body and prepared to leave... At that moment, Sikong Ling and Su Yuexi’s gazes gently touched each other, each seeing determination and resolution in the other’s eyes.

Sigh...

The ice-colored bird instantly vanished into the air, darting toward the south.

At the same time, other powers’ experts also deeply gazed in the direction of Yunye City, disappearing one after the other.

Finally, only the people from Willow Leaf Saint Manor remained.

After Su Yuexi shifted her gaze from Sikong Ling, she looked in the direction of Sikong Jing’s voice, unable to locate her husband among the dense swords, of course.

But her gaze seemed to touch another gaze below, a touch like that of souls.

With a slight tremble, Su Yuexi murmured softly, ”Brother Jing, don’t worry, I will also protect Ling’er well.”

Ye Wukui, of course, did not hear her voice and said indifferently, ”Alright, the farewells have been bid, let’s return to the Central Plains!”

With his command, the beetle demon beast turned into a jade green light and disappeared into the sky above Yunye City.

As for the sister-in-law mentioned by Sikong Ling, they naturally did not think it was Su Yuexi.

Outside of Little Su Mountain in Yunye City, Sikong Jing watched the radiant jade light disappear, his gaze lingering for a long time before being withdrawn.

Now that even his sister had gone to the Central Plains, Sikong Jing’s mouth showed a trace of bitterness.

Then he looked again towards Elder Su and Ye Wuyan on Little Su Mountain, his eyes filled with a sigh, endless sadness, and despite anticipating it, his heart still harbored reluctance and indignation.

A pair of lovers, unable to exist in the world, died after enduring hardships, causing thousands of outrages.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

As Sikong Jing’s mood was complex, the Sword Cloud above continued to flash across the Canglong Small Domain, until an hour later when the Sword Cloud completely vanished.

Then, with a ”hum,” a Sword Array centered around Yunye City fully formed.

The next moment, the Sword Prison where Sikong Jing was located also slowly opened.

The completion of the Sword Array meant that the forces like Willow Leaf Saint Manor had to leave the Canglong Small Domain, and thus Sikong Jing was safe, so the Sword Prison naturally dissolved.

This was the protection bestowed by Elder Su to Sikong Jing before his death.

Sikong Jing, with a serious expression, walked step by step to Elder Su and Ye Wuyan, and knelt heavily.

”Grandfather, Grandmother, go in peace, I will certainly complete the tasks you left unfinished,” he said resolutely... Bang, bang, bang!

Sikong Jing knocked his head against the ground three times, and then stood up and walked away step by step.

At this time, a crowd from Yunye City, led by relatives from the Su Residence, came forward in the distance of Little Su Mountain. The elderly relative, with a terrified face, asked, ”Uncle Jing, what on earth is going on?”

Suddenly, there were swords all over the sky above Yunye City, and they were all scared silly.

Now only the Divine Commander, namely Uncle Jing of the Su Residence in Yunye City, could explain it.

Sikong Jing slowly pointed towards Little Su Mountain, smiling lightly and said, ”This is a beautiful love story...”

Speaking thus, he briefly narrated the story of Elder Su and Ye Wuyan, not mentioning the Central Plains but simply telling a tale of a deeply in love couple from a far, far away land.

The heroine of this story was the old madam of the Su Residence, who had no connection whatsoever with the original Family Head of the Su Residence, Su Xuefeng.

Unnoticed, the number of people in front of Sikong Jing grew larger and larger as they listened with tears streaming down their faces.

They had actually experienced such a moving story.

At the end of the story, Sikong Jing said further, ”Eventually, Su Beiheng and Ye Wuyan were together forever. Moreover, he was afraid that this beautiful Canglong Small Domain would once again be threatened by the blood-colored demon dragon, and therefore he created the... Beiheng Sword Formation.”

Sikong Jing named the sword formation after the little-known name of Su Old Demon!

”From now on, there will no longer be any beings like the blood-colored demon dragon tormenting our Canglong Small Domain.”

”The people here can also live a peaceful life.”

At this point, Sikong Jing once again smiled at the crowd and said, ”Next, you might as well pack up and leave Yunye City. I will build another city outside the core of the Beiheng Sword Formation, and it will be called Beiwu City!”

The people of Yunye City nodded heavily and then knelt in the direction of Little Su Mountain.

From then on, they had their own gods in their hearts, the gods who protected the Canglong Small Domain... Su Beiheng and Ye Wuyan!

...

At the south of the Canglong Small Domain, the Minglong Mountain Range.

The mightier ones slowly turned their heads as the sword formation was completed. A little girl from the Wunian Saint Sect said, ”Su Old Demon, a legendary hero has ultimately come to such an end—pitiable, laughable, and lamentable.”

Upon hearing this, Sikong Ling unexpectedly asked, ”Venerable, shouldn’t you despise those enthralled by love?”

Although laughable, there is still lamentation and pity.

The little girl was slightly stunned, then scoffed, ”Don’t view the Wunian Saint Sect with the mindset of your small disciples’ ancestors. Some things will be understood once you progress deeper in cultivation; the Wunian Saint Sect isn’t as simple as you imagine.”

Having said that, the little girl didn’t offer further explanation and led Sikong Ling away.

”This fool, Su Old Demon, clearly reached the Holy Martial Stage and could have had the chance to expel the beast poison, but instead he used the power of the Holy Martial Stage to create this pathetic sword to protect this tiny ant hill, utterly disrespecting the realm of the Holy Martial Stage,” Liu Shitian sneered while staring in the direction of the Canglong Small Domain.

Su Yuexi glanced over and spoke indifferently, ”If my grandfather is a fool, then my grandmother just likes a fool, unlike some who think they are smart and aloof, yet don’t even have the merit to be remembered.”

With those words out, Liu Shitian’s wounds were ripped open, leaving him furiously unmanageable.

But Su Yuexi did not pay him any attention. She finally understood why Brother Jing acknowledged her grandfather. If her grandfather was considered a demon, then she too would rather become a demon...

The grandfather, a demon, had created a sword formation that protected the entire Canglong Small Domain.

...

Inside the Canglong Small Domain, Sikong Jing returned to Yunzhou City carrying a melancholy mood.

The first command after returning was naturally to establish Beiwu City, while he also recounted the previous story to everyone including Sui Yu, who were spellbound and sighed for quite a while.

Long after, Xia Dalian suddenly asked, ”Commander Sikong, where is Ling’er?”

”She has left too, to become a disciple under the Wunian Saint Sect in the Central Plains,” Sikong Jing replied slowly, his tone somber.

Everyone was stunned, as the two most important women in Sikong God General’s life had both gone to the Central Plains.

”Damn it... Why, why wasn’t it me?”

Just then, a piercing scream suddenly came from the city wall. It was Wang Qing, still with her meridians locked. Sikong Ling had hurriedly gone to Yunye City to find her brother and had not killed her.

And the Wunian Saint Sect, an existence that everyone from the Wangyou Sect desperately wished to join, Ling’er had gone there in a moment.

Wang Qing felt as if her whole being was collapsing...