Berserk God of War

Before Ye Wushen could react, Sikong Jing continued, ”Originally, I intended to spare you for the sake of the Young Master, cripple you and let you keep your miserable life. But now that’s no longer possible.”

With those words, Sikong Jing slowly turned around...

To spare him was indeed something Ye Wuzhi couldn’t bear to do.

But Ye Wushen, even at this point, was still thinking of hurting people and continued to turn to the Qianwang Holy Tower or whatever, and for that, he could only die.

Upon hearing Sikong Jing’s words, Ye Wushen’s face drastically changed, and he shouted, ”Ajing, I was wrong, you...”

Before he could finish, Sikong Jing ruthlessly interrupted, ”Old Fat Head, you deal with him. I’m going to find Pei Yupo now.”

After saying that, Sikong Jing walked vigorously towards the room where Pei Yupo was...

Meanwhile, Old Fat Head was staring ghoulishly at Ye Wushen. He slowly said, ”Lord Ye, if you treated the Eldest Miss and Second Miss well from the beginning, today wouldn’t have happened, Ye Wuzhi’s sudden outburst should have belonged to you.”

”Even if later on you didn’t turn to the Qianwang Holy Tower, didn’t accept the so-called marriage alliance, our Young Master Sikong would have given you a chance.”

”But unfortunately, you brought this upon yourself, and now you cannot live...”

Speaking to this point, the knife in Old Fat Head’s hand had already vibrated with true qi, brutally tearing apart the meridians in Ye Wushen’s body. Normally with his strength, he couldn’t have done that, but his knife was poisoned...

Sikong Jing had given him the beast poison!

Ye Wushen was doomed, with no chance to beg for mercy.

In his last moments, he seemed to have realized and thought back on the past, particularly on the sudden transformation of his third brother Ye Wuzhi into a top-level emperor; he deeply regretted it.

There were once two opportunities placed before him, allowing him to elevate the Willow Leaf Saint Manor, and even achieve the Holy Martial Stage.

The first was the affection between Su Old Demon and his sister Ye Wuyan...

Back then, as the eldest sibling, if he had firmly stood by Ye Wuyan’s side, perhaps Su Old Demon would have stayed with the Willow Leaf Saint Manor and not been hunted.

As the elder brother-in-law, Su Old Demon would surely have led him to continuously strengthen.

At the very least, he could have mastered the Qianyuan Soldier Killing Formation.

The second was the arrival of Sikong Jing; if he had treated Su Yuexi’s entire family well, perhaps it would have been completely different, as Su Yue Immortal and Sikong Jing clearly had obtained the secrets of the Duoye Ancestor.

”No, they won’t be able to defeat the Qianwang Holy Tower; they’re only seeking their own death no matter what they do.”

In the end, Ye Wushen suddenly no longer regretted...

Instead, he stared wildly at Old Fat Head and shouted, ”Tell Sikong Jing and the others that I’ll be waiting for them in hell. I’ll wait for them to come and tell me they’ve died at the hands of the Qianwang Holy Tower.”

With those words, Ye Wushen completely stopped breathing, but his eyes remained open, dying with regret.

At this, Old Fat Head merely scoffed and immediately stored his body in the storage space.

...

Elsewhere, inside the room where Pei Yupo was.

Pei Yupo was still shouting furiously, ”Damn bastard, now any dog dares to turn on me, even Ye Wushen, someone worse than a dog, dares to disobey me... it’s driving me mad, driving me mad!”

Ye Wushen dared not listen to him, not giving him the two pieces of Qianyuan Soldier Fragment.

And at this moment, Chang Linhuang suddenly thought of something and lowly said, ”Young Master Yu Po, Ye Wushen is likely to abandon us.”

The words landed like a bucket of cold water poured onto the furious Pei Yupo.

He suddenly realized Ye Wushen’s drastic change in attitude was because he leaked the news that his father might sentence him to death; it was the kind of elementary mistake Pei Yupo’s character shouldn’t make, but he had been too badly hit.

Now, it could be said he’s in a state of madness.

Grind, grind, grind...

Thinking of this, Pei Yupo’s teeth began chattering uncontrollably; he crazily steadied himself, saying, ”Hurry and bring Ye Wushen back, I must lower my attitude and negotiate with him, I must give him all kinds of hope...”

He knew, without Ye Wushen, they almost couldn’t escape, and Ye Wushen might even sell him out.

However... creak!

The door suddenly swung open, and a tall figure slowly appeared outside the door, speaking, ”Pei Yupo, Ye Wushen is already dead. If you want to call him, you’ll have to go to hell to do that.”

The voice fell like the hammering of the grim reaper, causing Pei Yupo and Chang Linhuang to widen their eyes simultaneously, exclaiming, ”Soul Dominator’s Heir.”

Suddenly, the two were scared stupid, discovered by the Soul Dominator’s Heir.

But Pei Yupo immediately reacted and shouted, ”Chang Linhuang, kill him... No, capture him as a hostage.”

Only by capturing Sikong Jing as a hostage could they possibly escape.

To this, Chang Linhuang was of course, unwilling to hesitate as he struck toward Sikong Jing, but... Sikong Jing moved even quicker, unleashing the power of the Emperor Realm, fiercely enveloping Chang Linhuang.

Instantly, the latter couldn’t move.

Then, Sikong Jing said coldly, ”Indeed you’re in the Emperor Realm, but right now you can’t even exert a tenth of your strength.”

Upon entering, Sikong Jing had already sensed that Chang Linhuang was far more wounded than Ye Wushen.

He could easily suppress...

Hearing this, Chang Linhuang was dumbfounded on the spot. He indeed couldn’t exert even a tenth of his strength, yet he wasn’t one beneath the Venerable Realm who could just suppress him casually. But now, he was indeed suppressed.

After saying this, Sikong Jing no longer paid attention to Chang Linhuang and instead turned to Pei Yupo, saying, ”You have no way out anymore, now you only have two choices left: die wretchedly or die quickly.”

With Sikong Jing’s terror, with Chang Linhuang being instantly suppressed, Pei Yupo’s body trembled uncontrollably; he was scared silly.

”That damned waste Ye Wushen found a hiding place this easy to discover, too.”

Pei Yupo, with no outlet for his frustration, started cursing Ye Wushen again.

But he quickly thought of something, and stared firmly at Sikong Jing asking, ”What do you want? What do you still want to do to me?”

Sikong Jing had just stated very clearly there were two choices, so he thought perhaps conditions could be negotiated.

Before Sikong Jing could reply, Pei Yupo added, ”Whatever you want, I can only give you things if I’m alive.”

He too knew that Sikong Jing probably wanted some secret related to the Qianwang Holy Tower.

To this, Sikong Jing replied coldly, ”I want, more names of the Thousand Prison Tower chess pieces.”

The words slowly came from Sikong Jing’s mouth...

This made Pei Yupo dumbstruck on the spot, finding it somewhat incredible or unexpected that Sikong Jing only wanted that; shouldn’t he be asking about his father Pei Kuang’s Martial Arts Realm or something?

”You heard right, I just want the list of the Thousand Prison Tower...”

”Of course, if you’re willing to give me more information on the Qianwang Holy Tower’s military arrangements, the specific martial arts realm of Pei Kuang, and the secrets of the terrifying demon beast that once exterminated my Grandpa Su, then all the better.”

”At that time, I promise you’ll die a lot more comfortably.”

Sikong Jing continued speaking. From Pei Yuxian siblings in Overlord City back then, he only got one-fifth of the Thousand Prison Tower chess lists, and as Pei Kuang’s most favored son, Pei Yupo should know more.