Berserk God of War

At this moment, Sikong Jing was beyond shocked, his disbelief reaching an extreme.

Initially, he already found the Willow Leaf Holy Wall terrifying.

But he never expected it to be so terrifying to this extent, actually using a small bone from the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts in its integration and refinement.

Boom...

Just as Sikong Jing and all beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison were shaken to disbelief, the terrifying spiritual aura combined with the aura of the top-level emperor once again struck, ruthlessly interrupting Sikong Jing’s thoughts.

At this time, Qian Wumie had caught up...

His voice carried unparalleled excitement: ”Little fellow, has your research made progress?”

After saying this, Qian Wumie descended with his Qianyuan Battle Puppet...

Now, Sikong Jing himself was certainly not around the last type of attribute, still inside a small tree hole, when the two descended, their aura filled the entire tree hole fiercely.

They took advantage of Sikong Jing’s moment of distraction to catch up.

And of course, Qian Wumie could sense the suddenly appearing aura just now.

When Sikong Jing communicated with the last attribute, all forces inside the Willow Leaf Holy Wall also trembled slightly...

Qian Wumie naturally assumed that Sikong Jing made progress.

In response, Sikong Jing slowly raised his head to gaze at Qian Wumie’s spiritual shadow, then chuckled lowly: ”Guess what.”

With that, the tree pattern under his feet flashed again and he left the small tree hole.

However, Qian Wumie’s voice followed like a shadow: ”Little fellow, you can’t escape, no matter what, you can’t escape.”

While saying this, he continued to catch up, while his eyes sparkled with insight and darkly stated: ”This kid is more of a monster than Qianyuan back in the day. He can still make progress in such a situation. I’ll chase him slowly so that he progresses faster...”

”When he’s about to complete, I’ll find a suitable opportunity to suppress him with a holy artifact so he can’t act.”

Saying this, Qian Wumie’s mouth stretched into a sinister smile, continuing the pursuit incessantly... Just as he said, now he chased slowly and no longer hurried.

On the other side, Sikong Jing, while leading Ye Wuzhi through the trees, continued to communicate with that small bone from the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

”I can sense the meridians inside the small bone. Those are some of the meridians belonging to the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts. As long as I comprehend and construct them, I can complete the fusion of all attributes.”

The small bone can integrate into the willow tree’s body, proving that the spirit is still present.

In Qian Wumie’s words, the Holy Wall is refined from the Thousand Ancient Divine Willow, possessing terrifying regenerative energy and vitality.

It nurtures the spirit of the small bone from the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts...

Conversely, this small bone becomes part of the Holy Wall, making this treasure even more powerful, and the spirit still resides within the small bone, naturally containing some indestructible meridians of the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Thus, what Sikong Jing must do now is to first comprehend and form within his body those small portions of the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts’ meridians.

Once successful, it can merge into the Duoye Seal, then he can uncover all the secrets within the Holy Wall...

And so, Sikong Jing began.

The small bone is very small, perhaps less than a tenth of a ten-thousandth of the previous Master of Ten Thousand Beasts’ bones, and it’s unknown which part of the body it came from, but precisely because of its smallness, Sikong Jing can comprehend it at his current realm.

”I wonder, who refined the Willow Leaf Holy Wall, perhaps it’s not even a holy artifact or divine artifact.” Sikong Jing, while comprehending the meridians in the small bone, lamented continuously.

The figure capable of refining the Willow Leaf Holy Wall must be unparalleled in terror.

...

Just as Sikong Jing had begun to find a way out of the Willow Leaf Holy Wall...

Outside the gates of the Willow Leaf Saint Manor, Murong Jianyun appeared with Beicang and others, they approached Xi Tu, and it was Murong Jianyun who forcibly broke Pei Chang’s suppression on Xi Tu...

At this moment, the few from the Overlord Commerce were coldly confronting Pei Chang and Pei Yupo

But suddenly, Beicang looked at Ye Wushen, coldly and sternly questioning: ”Lord Ye, if my old self is not mistaken, you previously stated that you would go to hell and high water for the Overlord Commerce.”

The voice shot straight at Ye Wushen...

The killing intent in Beicang’s eyes was almost tangible, his hatred toward Ye Wushen even more intense than Pei Yupo’s.

Everyone hates a traitor more than an enemy, detests such duplicitous people even more.

It’s still the same; being the only two top-level emperors on Willow Leaf City’s battlefield in the past two days, Beicang and Ye Wushen fought side by side, the feeling was completely different, but now Ye Wushen had directly betrayed.

Now Ye Wushen had completely come to his senses, he clearly understood the situation before him.

Therefore, he didn’t care about Beicang’s gaze but chuckled lowly, ”Did I say that? Beicang Tianjue must be mistaken, right?”

He shamelessly retorted, completely denying the words he had just spoken.

Ridiculous, Qianwang Holy Tower is much stronger than the Overlord Commerce.

Now that Pei Yupo publicly revealed his identity and made various commitments, even swearing on the spot, what reason does he have not to ally? Once he does, the Willow Leaf Saint Manor will have no worries at all.

He wouldn’t have to worry about retaliation from the Qianwang Holy Tower, there’s even a chance to achieve the Holy Martial Stage.

Whatever nonsense about going to hell and high water, whatever about fighting side by side, all are nothing in front of becoming a vassal force of the Qianwang Holy Tower.

In short, in Ye Wushen’s view, Pei Yupo’s promise during the Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall may be false, but his promise during the time of Young Master Qianwang must be true, so he agreed.

As a result, Beicang’s True Qi surged, almost exploding with anger!

At the same time, Pei Yupo ignored Ye Wushen and Beicang’s confrontation, instead squinting at Murong Jianyun and said, ”Murong Datian Decision senior, I, Pei Yupo, greet you...”

Regarding Murong Jianyun, a senior at the Holy Martial Stage, Pei Yupo presented a ceremonious greeting.

But then he suddenly changed his tone and said, ”I heard that your Holy Body Genius has died, such a pity.”

Upon saying this, Pei Yupo couldn’t help but laugh. After all, it was him who killed the so-called Holy Body Genius of the Overlord Commerce.

Before Murong Jianyun and others could reply...

Pei Yupo boldly stated, ”I also heard that your Holy Body Genius was engaged to a beauty named Ye Yuexi from the Willow Leaf Saint Manor... This beauty is really pitiful; this young master is not bothered by her, and intends to take her as a concubine.”

As the voice fell, around them... crackle!

The people who harbored resentment became even more resentful; the heir of the Overlord Soul had died, but this Young Master Qianwang continued to humiliate him.

The so-called marriage alliance was not an open marriage, but merely taking her as a concubine.

The next moment, Pei Yupo’s voice rang once more: ”Yes, I want to take the woman originally belonging to the heir of Overlord Soul as a concubine, I want to marry into the Willow Leaf Saint Manor, Lord Ye... now answer me, is there any problem?”

As he spoke, his expression was already grim and twisted, finally looking at Ye Wushen.

Up till now, Ye Wushen had not truly agreed.

All other gazes fell on Ye Wushen...

There were still a few who held some expectation, after all, the heir of Overlord Soul had fought to the death for the sake of the whole Willow Leaf City, without him, the Willow Leaf Saint Manor would have been slaughtered by the Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall.

Perhaps, Ye Wushen would have a shred of gratitude?