Berserk God of War

157: Chapter 157: Waiting for Yuwen Guan to Return in Triumph 157: Chapter 157: Waiting for Yuwen Guan to Return in Triumph Having said that, Yan Ruyu fixed her gaze on Sikong Jing again.

Seeing his complexion turn increasingly livid, she burst into laughter.

The so-called great toy was naturally Sikong Jing himself.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing, filled with a cold intent, stared at Yan Ruyu and asked, “I’m very curious, aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?”

Whether it was himself or his million personal soldiers, both had made tremendous contributions to the Great Shang Dynasty by quelling the chaos of the Seven Countries, saving the people from flood and fire, and expanding the territory of the dynasty.

Even if he truly needed to be killed, did Yan Ruyu and Yang Tianmo feel no emotion whatsoever about slaughtering his million personal soldiers?

“Hahaha…”

In response to Sikong Jing, it was still Yan Ruyu’s wild laughter.

“Divine retribution?

I, Yan Ruyu, am the heavens, who dares to condemn me?”

“Your vision is limited to this tiny place; you have no idea how vast the world is.”

“What does a million people amount to?”

“Even if the entire Great Shang Dynasty were destroyed because of me, this princess wouldn’t feel the slightest guilt.”

Sikong Jing stared dumbfounded at the wildly arrogant Yan Ruyu.

He had initially thought she was just venomous, but he hadn’t realized she wasn’t just venomous; she truly believed herself to be divine, the heavens themselves.

He really had been too naive before.

“Talking to a mere commoner like you, you wouldn’t understand.”

“A toy can only be a toy.

Now let me explain the next game I’m going to play.”

“Firstly, Invincible Divine General Yu Wen Guan has already led his troops to the border between Yunzhou and Xia Country.”

“Yes, now Yu Wen Guan is the Invincible Divine General.

All your achievements and titles are his now; throughout the Great Shang Dynasty, everyone knows of Yu Wen Guan, while Sikong Jing is unknown.

Even those who know dare not mention half a word of your name.”

At this, Yan Ruyu hoped to see pain in Sikong Jing’s eyes, but there was none…

“It seems you’ve already heard.”

Being composed meant that Sikong Jing must have heard about this matter in the past two months and said indifferently, “Yu Wen Guan is indeed my man, and he also swallowed your Dantian…”

This matter, Sikong Jing couldn’t possibly have known, right?

Because apart from herself, her father, and the person involved, Yu Wen Guan, no fourth person knew.

Sure enough, Sikong Jing truly looked disturbed and slowly asked, “Can he handle it?”

Sikong Jing had indeed just found out, but he wasn’t too surprised, because when Yan Ruyu had extracted his Dantian, she had mentioned that she would give it to someone else.

“With the help of the Heavenly Grade treasure, the Golden Soul Palace, of course, he can handle it.”

Yan Ruyu casually replied and laughed, “Yu Wen Guan will use your name and your Dantian to stabilize Yunzhou and will also conquer Xia Country’s Yan State, creating great achievements.”

“When he returns triumphantly, I will hold a grand celebration feast for him.”

“At that time, a million battlefield criminals will be thrown one by one into the demon beasts’ midst, each devoured by the beasts, and you will also witness this scene that will shock the ‘rebel army’ and forge the might of Shang Country.”

With each sentence Yan Ruyu spoke, she stared intently at Sikong Jing, eagerly anticipating this momentous scene.

She eagerly anticipated Sikong Jing watching his brothers and sisters being devoured one by one, powerless to help, and she even now looked forward to Sikong Jing pointing at her, laughing sorrowfully and continuously.

“Hah, hahaha…”

But Sikong Jing actually laughed, not a sad laugh, but a loud mocking laugh.

“What are you laughing at?” Yan Ruyu asked with a slightly chilling expression.

While laughing, Sikong Jing said, “Because you are ridiculous.

Waiting for Yu Wen Guan to return in triumph?

Do you think he can win?

A man I have trampled on countless times, only you would treasure him like a gem.”

“He will be defeated, and his defeat will be miserable.”

At this, Sikong Jing’s mind flashed with the image of Princess Die Lian of Xia Country.

To defeat this princess, with Yu Wen Guan’s abilities, unless he broke through to the Transcendent Realm, it was utterly impossible.

However, Yan Ruyu also started to laugh.

“You’re underestimating Yuwen Guan, he may not be as capable as you in commanding troops, but the difference isn’t significant.”

“Moreover, I have assigned plenty of strategists to him…

this battle is bound to be won.”

“You don’t understand Xia Country, ever since the Old Commander Chen Heng died, there has been no capable military leader in Xia Country.”

“But no wonder, this is your only hope now.”

In Yan Ruyu’s view, Sikong Jing was still just struggling in his death throes, praying for Yuwen Guan’s significant defeat to comfort himself now.

“Then let’s just wait and see.”

Sikong Jing laughed, having previously not known much about Xia Country because there were no wars between the two countries for years, knowing only that Xia Country’s Old Commander Chen Heng was extremely formidable, but now he knows about Princess Die Lian.

Shrugging his shoulders, Yan Ruyu suddenly told the people of Yunzhou Prefecture, “Let him walk back on his own…”

Having said that, Yan Ruyu turned and left the Martial Arts Arena, his amusement at mocking Sikong Jing coming to an end, and for someone whose Dantian was dug out and meridians shattered, walking back was not an easy task.

Sikong Jing was yet to see the real spectacle when a million battlefield criminals were swallowed by the Transcendent Demon Beasts.

Yan Ruyu left with his people, while Sikong Jing quietly stood within the Martial Arts Arena, staring at the thousands of Transcendent Demon Beasts trapped in cages, with no one urging him to leave.

Suddenly, all the demon beasts lifted their gaze, staring intently at Sikong Jing.

A wave of despair emanated from these demon beasts, spreading to Sikong Jing as if they were communicating their agony.

The Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts within Sikong Jing began to boil.

At this instant, Sikong Jing was slightly startled, fearing it might trigger a violent uprising from the thousands of Transcendent Demon Beasts.

But it didn’t, things turned out beyond his expectations.

Because the demon beasts were so devastated by the torture from Yan Ruyu that at that moment, their cloudy eyes suddenly sparked a glimmer of hope; they brightened as they fixated on Sikong Jing.

“Please, are you the Beast King?”

“Save us, whether you are a divine beast, a fierce beast, or a Thousand Ancient Demon Beast, please save us.”

“Rescue us, and I swear by the essence blood of the Ancestor Beast to follow you as my leader.”

Suddenly, the voices of thousands of Transcendent Demon Beasts chaotically boomed into Sikong Jing’s consciousness, he heard their cries and pleas for help, the outcry of their hearts.

Sikong Jing suddenly felt a connection of blood with them.

As if in an instant, these demon beasts seemed like brothers on the battlefield, ready to conquer the world with him.

“I am the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, I will save you,” Sikong Jing spoke unconsciously.

His heart surged with this impulsive desire, as if he was to rescue millions of shackled personal soldiers.

Boom!

The rolling Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts boiled completely.

Then, Sikong Jing continued, “I need all your methods of demonic power circulation, I need to grow before I can save you.”

Hum…

The consciousness of thousands of demon beasts slammed into Sikong Jing’s mind like a tide.

It was like inheriting and also like dedicating.

All the methods of demonic power circulation from the Transcendent Demon Beasts were forcefully fed to Sikong Jing, his mind suddenly became extremely complex.

It was too much, too chaotic…