Berserk God of War

Chapter 495: Chapter 495: Mo Ci, So Domineering

Beigong Xianfeng was stunned, staring intently at the corpulent middle-aged spy.

Suddenly, he looked towards the speaker, who was none other than Yan Ruyu, previously a female deserter he had punished and now the Seventh Prince’s Consort.

Yan Ruyu returned a cold smile without any fear and quickly trotted towards Ji Ming.

”Your Highness, are you alright?” she said.

With her back to Beigong Xianfeng, her mouth twisted into a mocking smile. Now that all who knew the truth had been silenced, Beigong Xianfeng would find no evidence that Su Zhenglong and his companions were not spies...

And yet, all the onlookers heard and saw that the three from Su Zhenglong’s family were identified as spies.

She and Ji Ming would stand on invincible ground...

Beigong Xianfeng’s aged eyes were filled with murderous intent, but at that moment, Huang Yu, surrounded by experts, enclosed him and said, ”Beigong Commander, you mentioned that Wangyou Sect went to meet Sikong Jing and even threatened to slaughter the palace. What was that for?”

Huang Yu’s eyes narrowed, smiling yet not smiling as he stared at Beigong Xianfeng.

Perhaps without even needing to clear up the spy issue, Sikong Jing would be killed by Wangyou Sect.

As soon as the words fell, Beigong Xianfeng trembled violently.

Had Wangyou Sect traced something back to Sikong Jing? Did they know that the human-shaped monster was Sikong Jing’s companion?

So, retribution had come?

If that were the case, both he and Long Night Black Burning Camp would be in trouble, having fabricated reasons to protect Sikong Jing.

Beigong Xianfeng’s head began to ache. Why had so many problems converged all at once?

What he didn’t know was that Wangyou Sect’s visit wasn’t because of the human-shaped monster. It was only because the East Plain Thousand Tyrant List had included the name ”Sikong Jing”, solely for their Young Sect Master, Wang Ge, to be even more heartless and ruthless!

The matter outside the Imperial Execution Department was temporarily concluded. What would happen next depended on whether Sikong Jing could survive.

Meanwhile, Sikong Jing, accompanied by the Absolute Night Wolf Guard and the 66th Army, hurriedly raced towards Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

He was burning with anxiety, yet he couldn’t rush...

Now Sikong Jing couldn’t return to Long Night Saint Dragon Palace alone. He had to bring two hundred thousand troops, as only this could provide a hope of contending against Wangyou Sect. Otherwise, riding the Wind Travel Battle Dragon alone would be merely delivering his own head on a platter.

”Senior Brother Lang, did Wangyou Sect say anything else when you arrived?” Sikong Jing asked while hurrying.

Lang Yisuo shook his head. He had come to search for Sikong Jing soon after Wangyou Sect arrived, having met Su Zhenglong’s family outside Long Night Saint Dragon Palace and caught a ride on their Wind Travel Battle Dragon.

When he left, he had only heard the sounds of Qin Heng being injured.

Hearing these explanations, Sikong Jing could only nod helplessly.

It was still unclear whether his sister already knew of his existence; he suddenly felt bewildered. If his sister knew, were the tears of the Absolute Night Wolf King enough to protect her from losing her powers?

If his sister didn’t know, then what was Mo Ci’s purpose for this visit?

Was it to confirm his identity and then kill him?

Filled with turmoil, Sikong Jing could only pray that his guesses were wrong, hoping his sister did not yet know of his existence.

He rushed back to Long Night Saint Dragon Palace as if his life depended on it...

And as Sikong Jing rushed back, Long Night Saint Dragon Palace seemed frozen by frost.

The seven Dragon Mountains were suppressed to the extreme.

Atop Golden Dragon Mountain, Qin Heng clutched his chest, supported by Master Yun. Around him were the experts and powerful Demon Dragons of Holy Dragon Palace, yet their faces were still pale.

Opposite them stood the elite masters of Wangyou Sect, led by a middle-aged woman with a frosty countenance.

She was Mo Ci, the Sect Master of Wangyou Sect, known as the Devil.

And she was too domineering!

When Qin Heng rushed out to confront whoever it was that had arrived, he was immediately injured by Mo Ci. Then, she specifically demanded to see Sikong Jing, her voice echoing throughout the entire Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

She then threatened that if she didn’t get to see him, she would massacre the palace—so harsh and overbearing.

”Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, my patience is very limited; I have already waited for you for half an hour,” she said.

”And now you have another half an hour. If I do not see Sikong Jing by then, I will start killing,” she added.

Mo Ci stared at Qin Heng and the others with a calm tone, but the horrific chill swept through Changlong Mountain, causing everyone from instructors to apprentices to feel a bone-chilling cold.

Qin Heng had just told her that Sikong Jing was temporarily not in the palace, and Mo Ci said she would wait for half an hour.

If Sikong Jing did not appear within that time, she would start killing, continuing until Sikong Jing showed up.

Now, an hour had already passed.

”Sect Master Mo Ci, what exactly has Sikong Jing done to offend your sect to the extent that you must massacre our Holy Dragon Palace?” Qin Heng asked, removing his hand from his chest hoarsely.

They still didn’t know why Mo Ci wanted to see Sikong Jing; she didn’t answer their questions.

Of course, Qin Heng could somewhat guess that it must be linked to the previous incident with the human-shaped monster. Sikong Jing had been hunted by Xingluo Palace to Minglong Mountain Range but had returned alive.

During that time, the incident with the human-shaped monster also occurred.

But how exactly Sikong Jing had survived in the Minglong Mountain Range at that time, the latter did not explain much.

Unfortunately, Mo Ci and her group remained cold and unresponsive. She felt no need to explain to Qin Heng about Wang Ge and the Supreme Forget Love Technique; for her, it was simply a means to force Sikong Jing to appear.

Time slowly passed, and Qin Heng and his companions trembled violently. Suddenly, Mo Ci lifted her head and said, ”The hour is up, unfortunately, it’s time for you to start dying.”

As her words fell, a terrifying aura enveloped Qin Heng and the others, making it hard for them to breathe.

They could barely move.

The difference in realm was too great. In the past, whether facing Feng Tingfu, Chang Wang, or Yu Wenxiong, Qin Heng and the others could still put up a fight, but against Mo Ci, they didn’t even have a chance to struggle.

As Mo Ci said she would kill, she slowly took a step forward with a buzzing explosion.

The assembled high-ranking individuals of the Holy Dragon Palace instantly collapsed; the entire formation shattered, and they all staggered backward.

”Whom shall I start with?”

Mo Ci’s eerie voice rose, then she pointed at Huo Yanmei and said, ”How about you?”

At these words, Huo Yanmei’s face drastically changed, but Qin Heng quickly stepped in front of her, lowering his voice to ask, ”I am the Vice Palace Master; start with me then. But before I die, could you give me an answer?”

He didn’t want to die without understanding, still wishing to know why Mo Ci wanted to see Sikong Jing.

”Hehe... No.”

Mo Ci gave a heartless laugh, then with a clang, a frosty longsword materialized in her hand, ready to strike at Qin Heng.

His face turned pale, the aura of death sweeping over him.

Suddenly, an urgent voice came from afar: ”Stop, I am Sikong Jing’s wife.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Heng and the others shook violently, their eyes showing signs of madness...

What was Su Yuexi doing here at this time, she being a War Body meant that as long as she was alive, the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace had a future, and Qin Heng had already secretly sent a message to the Tan family siblings.

They were to prevent Su Yuexi from coming over and to stop Sikong Jing from arriving.

Yet, Su Yuexi had still come, led by the Tan family siblings.