Berserk God of War

Chapter 1163: Chapter 1163: What a Coincidence, We Meet Again

Weng Ting stood frozen on the spot, slowly looking at Zhang Duiyi and his sister, not because she didn’t trust Ah Xiang, but because it was too unbelievable.

Then she saw Zhang Duiyi and his sister with grave expressions, nodding emphatically: “Junior Sister Weng, we saw it with our own eyes too.”

Then Ah Xie and Ah Xiang, along with Zhang Duiyi and his sister, began to recount the situation at that time.

Including everything Sikong Jing had experienced since entering the Soul Snatching Battlefield…

As she listened, Weng Ting gradually became stupefied, then shocked, and finally bewildered, her mind entirely blank, as if she was listening to an impossible legendary tale.

The other members of the Weng Family were completely stunned; they simply couldn’t believe it.

Especially defeating two female disciples from the Wunian Saint Sect, it was like a dream…

When Ah Xie described the various dangers, Weng Ting and the others unknowingly clenched their fists, and when they saw Zhang Duiyin’s pair of eyes belonging to Wunian’s Two Beauties, their temples almost burst with blood.

There was anger towards Er Yan, as well as excitement and stimulation from Sikong Jing digging out Er Yan’s eyes.

“Miss, what do you think we should do now? How can we help Sikong Genius?” Ah Xie asked in a low voice at the end, genuinely unsure of what direction to take to assist Sikong Jing.

Suddenly, the entire audience fell silent again, Sikong Jing’s life and death were still unknown.

Being chased by two Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows, is there any chance of survival?

After a long silence, Weng Ting suddenly showed a determined look and gazed in a certain direction, saying: “We will move in this direction, I believe Junior Brother Sikong is still alive; we must go save him no matter what.”

Zhang Duiyi and his sister looked in the direction Weng Ting pointed to, full of doubt and confusion…

Why this direction?

“Not long ago, we encountered several Heavenly King Realm Spirit Shadows.”

Weng Ting explained: “All Spirit Shadows from other realms were scattered, but Heavenly King Realm Spirit Shadows have only appeared now, which means their appearance and the direction they’re heading might be the direction we want.”

“Most likely, Heavenly King Realm Spirit Shadows are surrounding Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows…”

“Junior Brother Sikong is being hunted by Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows, so we can only find Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows to possibly locate Junior Brother Sikong.”

With Weng Ting’s words, everyone suddenly understood.

They could only find Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows to possibly locate Sikong Genius, and the appearance of Spirit Martial Stage Heavenly King Realm Spirit Shadows was guiding their direction; Heavenly King Realm Spirit Shadows should be circling Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows in their movements.

Though not completely certain, they could only gamble.

“Let’s go, we’re moving out!” At Weng Ting’s command, everyone quickly advanced toward the direction she indicated.

However, Weng Ting, Ah Xie, and the others didn’t realize their direction in this Soul Snatching battle was correct, heading towards the Blood Charm Demon Cat’s direction… but Sikong Jing was on the opposite side at the Double-Horned Demon Tiger’s territory.

Therefore, their actions were only leading them farther away from Sikong Jing.

…

Twelve days passed in a blink, the Soul Snatching Battlefield had been open for over a month now.

At this moment, a blood-red light streaked across and landed on an Ancient Battle Castle. When the figure appeared, the blood-red light vanished, revealing a young face wearing a bamboo hat; it was Sikong Jing.

Then another streak of light fell; it was War General Spirit Shadow.

Sikong Jing looked at the gradually decaying corpses around the Ancient Battle Castle, softly saying: “Ah Xie and the others appeared and fought here, many Weng Family people seemed to be here too, Weng Ting possibly.”

“Judging by the corpses, they should have died over a dozen days ago, and Ah Xie and the others have left quite some time ago.”

“It should be, this direction.”

After speaking, Sikong Jing transformed into a blood-red light again and darted towards Weng Ting and the others’ direction, with the War General Spirit Shadow following.

Weng Ting and the others wanted to find Sikong Jing, and Sikong Jing wanted to find Weng Ting and the others.

The Weng Family members didn’t know which direction Sikong Jing went, so they could only move toward places where Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadows might appear, while Sikong Jing could pursue Weng Ting and the others.

By now, Sikong Jing had acquired a certain understanding of this Ancient Battlefield.

He found where the Battle Castle was, and then deduced the direction of the group from the traces around the Battle Castle.

Thus, he continued pursuing.

Two days and nights passed during the pursuit, suddenly, Sikong Jing’s form halted: “Hmm?”

He certainly couldn’t catch up to Weng Ting and the others so quickly, but at this moment he saw a familiar figure standing by the Mysterious Pond not far ahead; it was Er Yan who had lost her eyes.

Sikong Jing’s eyes flashed with a killing intent, his mouth slightly curved: “What a coincidence.”

But just as Sikong Jing was about to launch a direct assault… suddenly his eyebrows jumped sharply, and next, he flashed into hiding behind a large rock in the darkness.

Meanwhile, he quietly told the accompanying War General Spirit Shadow: “Quick, hide your aura.”

The War General Spirit Shadow still seemed dazed but instinctively obeyed and concealed its spiritual shadow breath.

In the instant both hid in the dark… swish!

A white light shadow darted over from afar, Sikong Jing peered through the cracks behind the rock and saw that it was indeed Si Yan, who had lost an arm.

Before Sikong Jing could furrow his brow, a third white light shadow flashed over…

This time it was also a female disciple of the Wunian Saint Sect, unfamiliar to Sikong Jing, but it had to be Yiyan.

Because he was familiar with Si Yan, the remaining Wunian female disciple could only be Yiyan.

Upon this, Sikong Jing’s pupils slightly tightened; the three female disciples of the Wunian Saint Sect had actually gathered. Even if it was just Er Yan and Si Yan, Sikong Jing would likewise rush out to finish them.

After all, one woman was missing an arm and the other lost her eyes, but Yiyan looked completely unscathed.

With the three women cooperating, Sikong Jing couldn’t be sure of victory.

Moreover, he wasn’t certain if Si Yan and Sixth Grade War Body Yin Feng might be nearby, so Sikong Jing made no further moves, instead intently concealing his breath watching the three women reunite.

“Senior Sister Yiyan, you’ve finally arrived.”

When Yiyan landed, Er Yan and Si Yan leaned over simultaneously… yet what greeted them were two resounding slaps.

The two women were slapped, but they didn’t dare cover their faces, bowing their heads low.

In the next moment, Yiyan coldly exclaimed: “You two useless, do you know how angry Senior Brother Yin Feng was when he received your signal? You actually lost to a non-combatant Martial Combat realm trash.”

“One had her eyes gouged, the other’s arms blew up and she almost died; you’ve utterly disgraced our master.”

With Yiyan’s savage scolding, the two women bowed their heads even lower, not daring to utter a sound.

Finally, after Yiyan’s reprimand, Si Yan dared to speak: “Senior Sister Yiyan, it’s because that kid had an Emperor’s Artifact…”

“Shut up, so what if he had an Emperor’s Artifact? That’s just external power.”

Of course, Yiyan wouldn’t listen to their explanations, after interrupting them heavily, she inhaled deeply and said: “Now, Senior Brother Yin Feng and Si Yan have already approached the location of that Emperor Martial Stage Spirit Shadow.”