Berserk God of War

After Sikong Jing learned about the origins and history of the Cangyu Sect, he had certain speculations regarding the current situation of Ying Sanmeng and Teng Yue.

Indeed, the Cang lineage of the Cangyu Sect was suppressing the Yu lineage again...

In the final battle with the Black Demon, the Cang Lineage Sect Master Canglang, the Yu Vein Master Ying Beitong, and the Demon Vein Master Mo Zhan... all perished within the Desert Sea Absolute Array, and many other powerhouses from the three lineages also died.

Yet the Cangyu Demon Sect still existed, and the remaining people naturally didn’t know the specifics of the Black Demon’s last battle.

At that time, the people of the Cangyu Demon Sect who remained outside the Desert Sea Absolute Array were certainly not strong enough or were young disciples.

Faced with the drastic changes of the Black Demon’s last battle, they naturally united to revitalize the Cangyu Demon Sect.

As time passed, the Demon Vein was suppressed into slavery, and now the Yu Vein began to face suppression by the Cang Vein, and it seemed quite severe with even the current Yu Vein Master Ying Sanmeng being incarcerated.

For more specific details, Sikong Jing would have to contact Ying Sanmeng and Teng Yue to ask clearly.

Below, Teng Yue and the Blood Qi Middle-aged man were unaware that Sikong Jing had already arrived...

Facing the Blood Qi Middle-aged man’s doubts, Teng Yue coldly replied, ”They indeed have a problem, a serious flaw of selfishness... Now, can you tell me if you’ve seen the Black Scale Demon?”

This battle, though Teng Yue had won, took him half a day.

He was now quite worried about the Black Scale Demon.

The Blood Qi Middle-aged man’s lips twitched, a manic look flashed in his eyes as he said, ”They all say he was eaten by ours... Ah!”

Before he could finish his sentence, Teng Yue already pierced through the man’s foot with his sword, injecting True Qi to wreak havoc inside the Blood Qi Middle-aged man’s body, and coldly said, ”I want the truth, not nonsense.”

The Blood Qi Middle-aged man, enduring the pain, finally said in a low voice, ”We’ve never seen any Black Scale Demon.”

As soon as he said this, Teng Yue’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

In the distance, Ying Sanmeng, clutching his chest, weakly shouted, ”Impossible, the Black Scale Demon burst in from here.”

However, the Blood Qi Middle-aged man and other prisoners on the ground simultaneously claimed that they had never seen it.

This statement made both Ying Sanmeng and Teng Yue’s eyes fill with doubt.

They could obviously tell that the Blood Qi Middle-aged man and others were no longer speaking nonsense, but the Black Scale Demon had clearly broken in!

The Blood Qi Middle-aged man and others had been around; with their strength, it was impossible for them not to notice even a little.

At this time, Sikong Jing above said to the Demon Puppet, ”Put me down, you must not appear for now.”

Regarding commanding the Demon Puppet in the center of the Divine Demon Island, Sikong Jing could not let anyone know, not even Ying Sanmeng and Teng Yue; Sikong Jing couldn’t say it at this moment.

After all, he still completely didn’t understand the two of them...

The Demon Puppet nodded at the words, yet at the next moment, Sikong Jing suddenly shouted, ”Wait a minute, a strong one is coming.”

Whoosh...

As soon as the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared above Teng Yue and the others.

The person was an old man, with an explosive aura of the fourth Great Realm of the Holy Martial Stage flashing around him; he looked at Ying Sanmeng upon appearing and respectfully said, ”Chai Gong, greeting the Master of Yu Vein.”

Though he saluted, there was not a hint of respect on the old man’s face.

And Ying Sanmeng’s expression naturally cooled slightly, as he casually said, ”As the Great Gate Master’s most loyal death soldier, you don’t need to pretend to be courteous with me... Just say what you have to say.”

”What does the Great Gate Master intend for you to do to me?”

This situation made Sikong Jing’s eyes flicker with a sharp light, yet another Cangyu Sect death soldier had come.

This old man was not the same person as the previous Cangyu Sect death soldier at the Divine Demon Crystal collection site.

The old man chuckled at the words, replied to Ying Sanmeng, ”Ying Sect Master, you’re feeling too good about yourself. The Great Gate Master sent me not to find someone like you, who is about to die, but to find a Black Scale Demon.”

As soon as he said this, Ying Sanmeng and Teng Yue paused, then immediately realized.

They had learned from the mouths of the outside demons that the Black Scale Demon had gained an unparalleled inheritance, and the Black Scale Demon was pushed in by Junior Brother Bian, so the Great Gate Master summoned Chai Gong outside, ordering him to come here to search for the person.

At the same time, a thought ran through their minds: the Black Scale Demon is extremely important to the Great Gate Master.

Above, Sikong Jing’s eyes also fluctuated with a cold light.

”It seems Elder Bu Tun has returned and brought orders highly valued by the Great Gate Master, and by now the Fifth Sect Master Chai Ren should have returned to the Cangyu Sect, which is why this is happening.”

”Entering the center of the Divine Demon Island was the right choice; any later, and I might not have been able to get in.”

If Sikong Jing hadn’t entered using Junior Brother Bian’s palm, he might have been taken back to the Cangyu Sect to see the Great Gate Master by Bu Tun.

Below, the old man Chai Gong slowly descended...

He gently asked, ”Where is the Black Scale Demon? Can you tell me?”

Chai Gong’s lips curled into a sinister, horrifying smile, as if he would kill if Ying Sanmeng and others dared not speak.

Like Teng Yue, Chai Gong believed that since the Black Scale Demon had crashed in from this direction, both Ying Sanmeng and the Blood Qi Middle-aged man had to know his whereabouts, just ask to find out.

At this time, Teng Yue replied with a smile, ”These people said the Black Scale Demon was eaten by them.”

Damn...

At these words, the Blood Qi Middle-aged man’s mentality exploded instantly; we just told the truth, and yet you still frame us. They hurriedly knelt before Chai Gong, professing that they really hadn’t seen any Black Scale Demon.

Chai Gong almost flew into a rage just then, thinking it was truly eaten, but now he stared intently at the Blood Qi Middle-aged man and other prisoners.

Only after confirming that what they said was true did he coldly wrinkle his brows.

Like Teng Yue, he found it impossible...

Chai Gong muttered to himself, ”Did the Black Scale Demon get blasted to pieces directly? Or as the Great Gate Master said, did he encounter some great secret just as he entered?”

After summoning him outside, the Great Gate Master said the Black Scale Demon might be experiencing bloodline reversion of the ancients, potentially contacting some secret.

”The Great Gate Master even said, the first generation Demon Vein Master Mo Zhan was a similar Black Scale Demon.” Chai Gong continued softly, followed by a flash of cold light in his eyes...

”It seems I must mobilize everyone in the prison to find this Black Scale Demon!”

With that, Chai Gong prepared to take off...

However, at this moment, a faint voice called out from a distant hill, ”Are you looking for me?”

The voice appeared...

Everyone, including Chai Gong, Ying Sanmeng, Teng Yue, and the Blood Qi Middle-aged man, simultaneously looked over.

They then saw a Black Scale Demon standing straight on the distant hill, indeed the demon they sought.

Chai Gong, who had been speculating just moments ago, was stunned...

What was going on, how did the Black Scale Demon suddenly appear?

Ying Sanmeng and Teng Yue’s eyes flashed with keen light, then their expressions subtly changed... naturally realizing, the Black Scale Demon was unscathed, but he appeared now? He had to hide first.

The Blood Qi Middle-aged man harbored boundless hatred for the Black Scale Demon; if it weren’t for him, they wouldn’t have been beaten so badly.

At this time, the figure on the distant hill was, without a doubt, Sikong Jing.