Berserk God of War

Sikong Jing discovered that after becoming Demonized, the power of Space Folding was becoming more and more effortless in his hands.

After dodging Pei Kuang’s sword, he suddenly rammed into the mass of Qianwang Experts surrounding him, then flung aside the Qianwang Emperor in his hand.

Next, he threw his head back and inhaled... ”Aaahhhh!”

Screams, accompanied by his devouring, came ceaselessly from all directions.

It was precisely that all the Qianwang Experts felt the True Qi in their bodies pouring out, torrents of terrifying True Qi endlessly circling and crashing into Sikong Jing’s Demon Beast Body.

At this moment, Blood Devouring Demon Beast Sikong Jing seemed to have become the center of ten thousand streams of True Qi.

In just an instant... boom!

His whole body’s Demonic Qi erupted in breakthrough, and in a flash he stepped into the Holy Martial Stage.

Berserk Holy Martial Demon Intent soared to the heavens, yet the devouring still continued; Sikong Jing looked toward Pei Kuang and said, ”I’ve reached the Holy Martial Stage.”

At this moment, the Pure Spirit Heart was already activated.

It shielded Sikong Jing’s consciousness from being swallowed by the terrifying Demon Intent—this was the Pure Spirit Heart’s second chance.

He stared at the shocked Pei Kuang and coldly added, ”My consciousness hasn’t been swallowed. I’m perfectly rational right now.”

As his words fell... roar!

Another Demon Beast roar burst forth; the True Qi of the densely packed Qianwang powerhouses around them surged even more mightily toward Sikong Jing. This time, even a top-level Emperor like Pei Yuguang couldn’t control it.

Pei Yuguang screamed madly, ”Father, stop him, quickly!”

”Tower Master, we can’t let him keep devouring. Otherwise we’re finished.”

The other Qianwang powerhouses were also roaring in succession.

After his initial shock, Pei Kuang naturally didn’t dare to be negligent as he lunged to kill; golden swords flashed all over his body, each sword piercing and severing Sikong Jing’s inhalation, enshrouding Sikong Jing within his Golden Sword Formation.

In that instant, Sikong Jing’s devouring was naturally cut off.

Pei Kuang stood in midair, glaring fixedly at Sikong Jing’s Demon Beast Body as he said, ”You—why haven’t you lost your reason?”

He couldn’t figure it out; he absolutely couldn’t.

Whether human or beast, once fully Demonized one would inevitably lose reason and become a powerful but mindless husk—but the human-shaped Fierce Beast before him completely overturned his understanding, leaving Pei Kuang baffled.

Sikong Jing’s icy beast face turned back to Pei Kuang; he chuckled low and said, ”That’s only because your understanding is limited... Break!”

With that, a furious cry of ”Break!”

Suddenly, cracking sounds rang out; in that instant Pei Kuang’s Golden Sword Formation began to shatter. Terrifying pitch-black Demonic Qi stained every Golden Sword, instantly leaving Pei Kuang stunned once more.

He cried out again, ”Impossible, you’ve only just entered the Holy Martial Stage.”

Sikong Jing’s terrifying beast face seemed to press down upon Pei Kuang. ”Pei Kuang, this doesn’t seem to be the first time you’ve lost to someone who just entered the Holy Martial Stage.”

At those words, Pei Kuang’s expression abruptly changed.

This sentence viciously dug out the near-at-hand Hui Yi buried in his heart—back in the Canglong Small Domain he’d been blasted apart by Su Beiheng, who had just stepped into the Holy Martial Stage; even joining hands with Lady Li, he’d still been blown apart by Su Beiheng.

That shadow tormented him every day even after his return, driving him toward madness.

Pei Kuang’s eyes gradually reddened; his features twisted as he snarled, ”You’re not Su Beiheng. You’re just a livestock demon beast.”

At that, Sikong Jing couldn’t help but laugh; then his five claws stretched out toward Pei Kuang... terrifying, towering Demon Intent condensed into a gigantic claw that came crashing down toward Pei Kuang.

Pei Kuang roared, ”Shatter for me!”

A massive golden sword blasted out from his body, colliding with the giant Demon Claw, as if to slice that claw to pieces.

But—that was impossible...

Su Beiheng could blow Pei Kuang apart with merely initial Holy Martial cultivation; then could Sikong Jing, Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, do it? Could the Demonized Master of Ten Thousand Beasts do it? Of course he could. The terror of the Blood Devouring Demon Beast was naturally even more fearsome than Su Beiheng.

Thus Pei Kuang’s golden sword light was gripped by the Demon Claw, then crushed into fragments on the spot.

”Wah...”

Pei Kuang’s whole body shuddered; seemingly affected by the Demonic Qi, he let out a miserable groan, spewing blood as he flew back.

Thud, thud, thud...

When he hit the ground, Pei Kuang staggered back several steps before finally stopping. Then he stared in even greater disbelief at the Demon Beast form Sikong Jing; goosebumps sprang up all over his body.

A dense terror had already risen in his heart—facing someone who had only just entered the Holy Martial Stage, he had lost yet again!

Last time against Su Beiheng he’d at least had the strength to fight back, yet this time he’d practically been blasted down by a single claw. Su Beiheng was his greatest shadow, and now this Demon Beast before him was about to become another.

This drove Pei Kuang into inexplicable frenzy inside.

At the same time, Pei Yuguang and the surrounding Qianwang powerhouses felt their scalps go numb, their faces utterly blank.

At this moment, nearly everyone below the Emperor Realm nearby had collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, because their True Qi had all been devoured by Sikong Jing; even those in the Emperor Realm were shaking violently in their legs.

The figure they revered as a god—their Tower Master—had actually been slapped into spitting blood with a single claw.

Pei Kuang had never spoken of being defeated by Su Beiheng in the Canglong Small Domain, so in their hearts their god was invincible—yet now, their invincible Tower Master had suddenly collapsed.

Under the Demon Claw of a Demon Beast, the image of their god crumbled to dust!

At this moment, Sikong Jing no longer continued devouring. The higher the realm he devoured from, the deeper his Demonization would become, and the Pure Spirit Heart’s protection would be consumed faster and more heavily; he needed to assess the situation first.

Moreover, Pei Yuguang and the others had already begun to form a Formation; they would not be so easy to devour now.

Thus, he slowly drifted down onto the back of that golden demon beast from before.

Just then, Sikong Jing’s Human-shaped Spirit Shadow transmitted a voice from within the golden demon beast: ”Pei Kuang, how’s this trump card of mine? Tonight, your Qianwang Holy Tower will completely collapse upon the Central Plains.”

As his words fell, Sikong Jing’s Human-shaped Spirit Shadow also rammed out from within the golden demon beast’s body, following a rent blood opening.

The Human-shaped Spirit Shadow fused once more into the Demon Beast Body... and of course, no one could detect this move.

At the instant the Human-shaped Spirit Shadow merged with the Demon Beast Body, Sikong Jing suddenly sent Demon Beast Power surging into the golden demon beast beneath his feet. In that instant... the golden demon beast underfoot also became Demonized.

Its whole body of golden scales was instantly stained with a layer of dark black, and in a flash its realm exploded to that of a top-level Emperor.

From the Venerable Realm, it forcibly climbed up to the top-level Emperor Realm...

Seeing this scene, Pei Kuang showed no reaction at all; instead, he slowly replied, ”Little Demon Sikong, this trump card is indeed beyond my expectations. But if I’m not mistaken, this demon beast can no longer continue devouring power.”

”So—bring down the Golden Light Tower Formation on him!”

Hum...

With Pei Kuang’s words, the Formation around Qianwang Golden Light Tower suddenly condensed into a beam of golden light, which then blasted down toward Sikong Jing. Its terrifying power surpassed Pei Kuang’s own strength.

The Formation laid over countless years upon the Qianwang Holy Tower was, of course, terrifying to the extreme.

This was also one of the reasons Sikong Jing hadn’t had absolute confidence in killing Pei Kuang from the start. Demonized, he was indeed terrifying, and could even Demonize more deeply—but he wasn’t facing Pei Kuang alone.

He was facing everyone, every Formation, every treasure within the entire Qianwang Holy Tower.

But Sikong Jing would not be blasted so easily; his Demonic Qi was linked with the golden demon beast beneath his feet.

In the next moment came... Space Folding!

How could he let the Formation’s power strike him so easily? He forcibly avoided this crushing blow, and then the golden demon beast beneath his feet was already rising into the air. In midair, Sikong Jing Zhang Kai’d his mouth, and followed with a Demon Beast roar...

It was precisely: ”All demon beasts within Qianwang Holy City, hear me—heed my command!”

His voice rumbled out into the distance, radiating from the Thousand Prison Tower as its center, shaking toward the entire Qianwang Golden Light Tower.

Immediately after, the aura of the Blood Devouring Demon Beast surged out through the Formation, sweeping over the entire Qianwang Holy City. In the next instant came... a Beast Roar from the whole city!