Berserk God of War

At this moment, the Qianwang supporters on both sides of the street were still clamoring that some demon was trembling in the Holy City, only for that demon to suddenly appear on the Saint Heir’s beast chariot in the blink of an eye.

In this moment, whether on the beast chariot or beneath it, no one, nor any demon beast, could react.

Even Qu Hanming, who anticipated this, was stunned beside the wine table.

Lady Li’s attention was diverted by the so-called ”Emperor’s Bloodline” voice, so when Sikong Jing appeared on the beast chariot, there was a ”clang” and the sound of metal ringing exploded.

Immediately, a sword pointed at the center of Pei Yusheng’s forehead.

Simultaneously, frost and wind thunder flashed around the sword tip, forming a small transparent barrier around Pei Yusheng.

Once everything was done, Sikong Jing’s voice followed: ”Qianwang Young Master, we meet again.”

Until this voice sounded, the ten Holy Son’s Companion Martial on the beast chariot reacted, gazing at Sikong Jing and Pei Yusheng.

But they were only staring blankly, momentarily forgetting to speak.

The first to react were the nine golden demon beasts of the Venerable Realm, but they were instantly intimidated by Sikong Jing’s Fierce Beast aura and stood frozen, unable to move.

The third to react was Qu Hanming, who opened his mouth wide and quickly hid in the crowd.

Little Demon Sikong really took action directly.

Qu Hanming, of course, had to quickly hide to avoid drawing attention to the fact that it was his so-called disciple from Beiming Hanshan who acted.

The fourth to react was, of course, Lady Li, who had flashed into the air and now returned her gaze, glaring fiercely at Sikong Jing on the beast chariot, followed by... boom!

The explosive Holy Martial aura rushed straight towards Sikong Jing, accompanied by even more explosive Spiritual Shadow Power.

Yet Sikong Jing merely lifted his eyelids slightly, and the power on his sword tip already penetrated Pei Yusheng’s forehead, where a blood-red dot appeared, continuously expanding outward.

Such a scene made Lady Li quickly retract all her power and growl lowly: ”Stop.”

As she spoke, she flashed back onto the beast chariot.

And Sikong Jing naturally stopped as well, the blood dot on Pei Yusheng’s forehead temporarily ceased expanding. He smiled slightly, looking at Lady Li, and said, ”Lady Li, we meet again.”

With regard to Lady Li, Sikong Jing knew she was the person who hunted his parents into Canghai Wujiang...

Now, he also figured out through Thousand Prison Tower chess that she’s appearing in Qianwang Holy Tower, among others, and was very clear she regarded Pei Yusheng as a precious treasure, her super son.

At this moment, the ten Holy Son’s Companions finally shouted simultaneously: ”Saint, Saint Heir!”

With a clang, they each drew their weapons, naturally making for a group of Saint Heir guards surrounding them. At last, the surrounding spectators erupted into uproar, each widening their eyes not daring to believe.

Many couldn’t help but shout consecutively: ”He... He... He... Little Demon Sikong.”

In an instant, all the spectators opened their mouths wide, their faces full of shock.

Until someone sneered, ”Who just said that Demon Master Sikong in the corner was trembling? Who said that he couldn’t even get a chance to be stamped by Qianwang’s brat? Now let him try stomping?”

This remark sounded among the crowd, making those Qianwang supporters who had spoken similar words flush red in the face.

And the speaker was not Qu Hanming, but some Qianwang opponents hidden in the shadows, feeling greatly pleased at this moment.

No one expected that Demon Master Sikong not only entered Qianwang Holy City, planning to cause trouble, but actually directly targeted Qianwang’s Saint Son, such actions commanded respect.

What was initially a lively gathering of the Saint Heir turned into murderous tension in less than an instant.

Finally, Pei Yusheng reacted, his young face cold, squeezing his voice from between his teeth: ”Overlord Soul’s heir, Demon Master Sikong.”

He also never expected this; he was supposed to be completely safe with his mother’s protection.

Who knew trouble would still arise!

Lady Li glared with her eyes, rage overwhelming: ”Little Demon Sikong, lay down your sword, or be torn to pieces.”

Yet Sikong Jing merely smiled and replied: ”Lady Li, shouldn’t you be seeking the existence of Emperor’s Bloodline? Is your son more important than the Emperor Bloodline? Go ahead, I won’t kill him for now.”

As the voice fell, Lady Li’s face chilled, rage overwhelming.

Now she knew very well, there was no so-called Emperor’s Bloodline appearing in the Holy City, only Demon Master Sikong well aware of how much she valued the Emperor’s Bloodline, intentionally shouted to divert her attention.

And indeed, she fell into the trap.

But the Emperor’s Bloodline was what Lady Li desired most, equivalent to the return of Mr. and Mrs. Sikong’s son, with a chance to leave Deserted Sea Forbidden Land and return to Canghai Wujiang.

Sikong Jing continued: ”I don’t care if you pursue Emperor’s Bloodline, but dare take another step, and Pei Yusheng... dies!”

The voice burst forth with killing intent, freezing the scene further.

Countless people halted at Sikong Jing’s utterance of ”die,” each breath rapid and extreme.

But the first to calm down was surprisingly Pei Yusheng, his immature voice barely audible: ”You wouldn’t dare kill me, kill me and you won’t get out of Qianwang Holy City, with my father’s arrival you’ll be doomed.”

His words instantly made Lady Li and the surrounding Qianwang experts react.

It’s true; Little Demon Sikong certainly wouldn’t dare kill the Saint Heir.

And Sikong Jing readily admitted without hesitation: ”Yes, I just want to talk to Pei Kuang, now take me to see Pei Kuang, I have several terms I’d like to negotiate.”

At this statement, the expressions of those surrounding stiffened.

Demon Master Sikong was not frightened by the Tower Master, but instead eagerly wished to meet the Tower Master immediately. Then someone quickly realized, Demon Master Sikong surely intended to leverage the Saint Heir’s life for some threat.

Of course, the crowd was unaware that by this point Sikong Jing’s plan was already half-successful.

Next, he would see whether he could enter the Dark Light Building’s Thousand Prison Tower.

Pei Kuang might either let him enter or appear directly here, the two options holding significant differences, Sikong Jing preferred not to act outside Qianwang Golden Light Tower, he rather hoped to act in Thousand Prison Tower.

He wanted to personally lead the Thousand Prison Tower’s chess in their rebellion.

Thus, he suddenly advanced the sword tip slightly, causing the previously halted expanding red dot to resume expanding. Lady Li naturally became shocked and enraged, yet before she could speak, Sikong Jing spoke first...

”Now, I request the Young Master, take me into the Golden Light Tower for a tour, so I, Sikong, may not waste this visit.”

Then, he fiercely glared at the nine golden demon beasts pulling the chariot, ”Turn around, back to the Golden Light Tower.”

The nine demon beasts were intimidated by Sikong Jing once again, and without a word hauled the beast chariot back into the Holy Son’s Gate.

To those watching, it seemed the loyal nine golden demon beasts acted to protect Pei Yusheng from harm, and in an instant, the entire beast chariot, along with everyone on it, vanished from the spectators’ view outside the tower.

In the next moment, Qianwang guards simultaneously shouted urgently: ”Quick, follow.”