Berserk God of War

After finishing speaking, Holy Ancestor Tianxin accelerated once more, reaching the edge of the Beiheng Sword Formation.

He then stood firm, coldly scanning the surroundings and said, ”Little Demon Sikong, I know you’re around here now, come out and talk to me immediately, or I won’t let you in before Pei Kuang arrives.”

As he spoke, the Spiritual Shadow Power of Holy Ancestor Tianxin spread out over the surroundings.

He still didn’t believe he couldn’t find Sikong Jing.

While searching, he continued speaking quietly, ”You should be the only one in the world capable of entering the Beiheng Sword Formation above the Martial Battle Stage; I guess you could even mobilize the power of the Beiheng Sword Formation.”

Now, Holy Ancestor Tianxin could certainly guess that Sikong Jing must be the personal successor of Su Old Demon.

After all, Sikong Jing had previously stated he could enter the Beiheng Sword Formation, which would be impossible for anyone other than Su Old Demon’s successor.

”And the barrier you can’t enter yet, Pei Kuang will blast away the Beiheng Sword Formation...”

”Even if they can’t blast it away, the residual power of his strikes can shake everyone inside to death; only if you enter, can you borrow the sword formation’s power to block Pei Kuang’s residual power and protect the people inside.”

”Am I right?”

Since Holy Ancestor Tianxin couldn’t catch Yang Yi and others, he used this matter to continue threatening Sikong Jing.

Whether or not Pei Kuang could blast away the Beiheng Sword Formation...

With the combined strength of him and Lady Li, the people of Canglong Small Domain certainly couldn’t withstand it, especially with many ordinary citizens who weren’t even practiced in martial arts, who could be shaken to death at any moment.

Now, Holy Ancestor Tianxin has fully realized the importance Sikong Jing places on this ”second homeland” of his.

As long as Sikong Jing couldn’t enter the sword formation, he would have to comply with all his conditions obediently.

Thinking about it, the cold light in Holy Ancestor Tianxin’s eyes grew more intense; he suddenly took out a handful of Message Birds, still worrying that Sikong Jing might change locations to enter the Beiheng Sword Formation undetected.

Thus, he needed to send messages out, letting all the strong figures sent from the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land here guard every direction of the sword formation fully.

To Holy Ancestor Tianxin, the Beiheng Sword Formation isn’t big; as long as other directions are guarded for a little while, he can reach them immediately...

However, just as Holy Ancestor Tianxin was about to send out the Message Birds...

A calm voice suddenly sounded behind him, ”What you said is very true, but sorry, I’ve already come in.”

The moment the voice fell, Holy Ancestor Tianxin trembled, inconceivably looking back while holding a handful of Message Birds.

Only to see Sikong Jing, covered in soil, already standing within the range of the Beiheng Sword Formation.

The power of Beiheng Sword Formation also enveloped him, as if sword lights were continuously flickering around him...

Of course, because of his entry, it provoked the sword formation to want to attack him. Yet, the sword formation seemed to realize quickly that this was its own ally, and the sword lights retreated immediately after flickering a few times.

At this moment, Holy Ancestor Tianxin opened his mouth wide, staring fixedly at Sikong Jing.

But Sikong Jing just smiled slightly and said, ”See? I’m already in the sword formation, and I won’t be attacked by it.”

While saying this, Sikong Jing pointed at the sword lights that had just retreated...

In fact, before his death, Su Beiheng didn’t tell anyone whether Sikong Jing could enter the sword formation upon reaching the Spirit Martial Stage, but Sikong Jing believed that Grandpa Su would certainly allow him to enter.

When the sword formation was initially formed, Grandpa Su must have set it up so he could enter at any time.

Moreover, Grandpa Su would surely let the whole Su Yuexi family enter the sword formation anytime, anywhere.

For this, Sikong Jing was absolutely unwavering in his belief.

No other could enter the sword formation, but how could Grandpa Su’s most valued family not enter?

Therefore, when Sikong Jing first entered the Beiheng Sword Formation, he did not exert any power at all; he just came in, sensing the sword formation starting before it immediately ceased, nothing more.

As for how to avoid Holy Ancestor Tianxin’s search...

It was simple: Sikong Jing had recently burrowed deep underground, exactly where Holy Ancestor Tianxin couldn’t perceive. Certainly, it needed to be quite deep underground, considering that Holy Ancestor Tianxin’s vigilance wouldn’t even let a fly enter the sword formation.

Seeing Holy Ancestor Tianxin silent, Sikong Jing continued, ”Now, we can negotiate face to face officially.”

Now, it was indeed directly face-to-face.

Unlike seven and a half days ago when Sikong Jing was hidden in the dark, they were now even only a few tens of meters apart, which, regarding their Martial Arts Realm, was remarkably close.

But then... Crackle!

The old teeth of Holy Ancestor Tianxin gnawed and crackled nonstop. Knowing that after Sikong Jing entered the sword formation, he was left passive, unable to threaten Sikong Jing in any way, with almost nothing left to threaten him.

Now Sikong Jing could save everyone inside the sword formation and even had the opportunity to leverage the sword formation’s power against Pei Kuang.

He could even face him calmly...

Suddenly, Holy Ancestor Tianxin closed his eyes deeply and gruffly said, ”Su Old Demon’s sword formation, I must try it.”

He didn’t want to negotiate under these conditions; he was unwilling, not wanting Sikong Jing to take the initiative.

At the very least, he had to see the true power of the Beiheng Sword Formation first.

Suddenly... boom.

Holy Ancestor Tianxin unleashed True Qi throughout his body, crashing toward Sikong Jing’s direction, obviously entering the range of the Beiheng Sword Formation with a bang, now mere inches away from Sikong Jing...

But just as his hand was about to grip Sikong Jing... boom!

The Sword Cloud in the sky suddenly converged, and a massive sword light fell abruptly from nowhere, crashing down in Holy Ancestor Tianxin’s direction, considerably changing his expression.

He hesitated fiercely for a moment, but ultimately raised his head and punched at the sword light.

The hesitation was merely considering whether to ignore the sword light above and capture Sikong Jing first.

However, the terrifying threat from the sword light forced Holy Ancestor Tianxin to counter it.

Bang...

The vehement blast shattered in the sky above Sikong Jing’s head.

Holy Ancestor Tianxin smashed the sword light; his white hair and beard stirred vehemently in midair as he fixed his gaze unyieldingly at the sky.

In the next moment... buzz buzz buzz!

The sword cloud in the sky morphed numerous sword lights again, appearing seemingly endless, and without speaking... they bombarded the intruding Holy Ancestor Tianxin in all directions.

Yet Holy Ancestor Tianxin still didn’t believe it, clenching his fist as he... smashed and smashed!

Simultaneously, Sikong Jing also raised his head, watching Holy Ancestor Tianxin battling the sword light, quietly took a breath and excitedly murmured, ”Grandpa Su, this is incredibly strong.”

Only now did Sikong Jing fully relax, as prior to this, neither he nor Holy Ancestor Tianxin knew the true power of the Beiheng Sword Formation or whether it could withstand a Holy Martial Stage of this level...

Now it’s proven, the Beiheng Sword Formation is very formidable and terrifying, allowing Sikong Jing to stand at a favorable negotiating position.