Free Web NovelChapter 1983: Chapter 1983: Such Means, Unheard Of
To deal with the Holy Martial Stage, one can only rely on the Holy Martial Stage. I don’t know how much Murong Jianyun has recovered from his injuries, but he must have already received Old Fat Head’s transmission and should be gathering forces...
And with the appearance of the Split Armor Flying Scorpion, Sikong Jing’s speed is even faster, temporarily ensuring he won’t be caught by the Thunderstorm Roar Beast.
As he flashed wildly, Sikong Jing simultaneously said, "Pei Yupo, I’ve already brought you out. Immediately write down the list for the Thousand Prison Tower, or I’ll throw you back to your brother."
Pei Yupo’s face naturally remained pale, trembling as he looked back at the approaching Nu Ming Beast pursuing him.
Finally, he heavily agreed...
Just like that, he took the pen and paper from Old Fat Head, then quickly wrote it down. He was of course aware that he was doomed to die, though Sikong Jing was also his obsession, it was still better than being consumed by Pei Yusheng.
He simply didn’t want Pei Yusheng to grow using his War Body Bloodline; that feeling was worse than death.
And at that moment, the Thunderstorm Roar Beast’s voice came from behind: "Holy Martial might, stop for me!"
Boom...
A terrifying might crashed onto the Split Armor Flying Scorpion and Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing’s eyes flashed with a cold light, unaffected by the might, and he definitely could not stop. As for the Split Armor Flying Scorpion,
It roared, and the Demon Intent on its body surged violently, shaking off the might.
Might is invisible, the intimidation of higher powers over the weaker ones. Under normal circumstances, the Split Armor Flying Scorpion would certainly be shocked.
But not with Sikong Jing present. The Split Armor Flying Scorpion, being a half-demon beast, couldn’t be easily intimidated, so it continued to evade at high-speed.
To this, Pei Yusheng atop the Thunderstorm Roar Beast was startled and asked, "What’s going on?"
The Thunderstorm Roar Beast stared at the Split Armor Flying Scorpion ahead and said in a low voice, "Turns out this Split Armor Flying Scorpion is a half-demon beast, already half-demonized, so its madness means it doesn’t fear my might. We can only pursue it."
Buzz buzz buzz...
The pursuit was like a lightning bolt. The Holy Martial Stage was much faster than the Emperor First Realm Split Armor Flying Scorpion, getting closer and closer.
Pei Yusheng’s gaze was incredibly fierce...
It only needed a few breaths of time to kill the Soul Dominator’s Heir and silence the witness, to continue devouring Pei Yupo.
But just then... buzz!
A huge white sword light suddenly flashed into sight from afar, it turned out to be Murong Jianyun’s sword.
Despite spending the entire day chasing Ye Wushen and Pei Yupo,
Muron Jianyun continued to recuperate. After receiving Old Fat Head’s transmission, worried for Sikong Jing’s safety, he gathered his forces and rushed over frantically.
At the sight of the Thunderstorm Roar Beast chasing the Split Armor Flying Scorpion, his astonishment reached the extreme.
Especially since the Thunderstorm Roar Beast had reached the Holy Martial Stage.
But Murong Jianyun certainly couldn’t dwell on his astonishment. Seeing the Thunderstorm Roar Beast closing in, he hesitated not for a moment to gather all his strength and unleashed a sword strike, it heavily slashed between the two demon beasts.
This strike went straight toward the Thunderstorm Roar Beast.
Faced with such a terrifying sword light, the Thunderstorm Roar Beast certainly didn’t dare to collide head-on, and could only frantically concentrate its demonic power to fend off.
Boom...
The demonic power violently collided with Murong Jianyun’s sword light, creating terrifying aftershocks, awakening the people in the distant small town, who rushed out of their doors, witnessing the apocalyptic scene in the sky.
Simultaneously, in front of them, Sikong Jing exhaled slightly, without looking back, continuing to speed away.
Luckily Murong Jianyun arrived in time, otherwise he might really have been caught.
Swish...
The next moment, Murong Jianyun flashed and appeared in front of Sikong Jing, landing on the back of the Split Armor Flying Scorpion.
Just upon landing he... spewed!
Spurted a mouthful of blood violently; his earlier sword strike almost drained all his strength, exacerbated his injuries, and made him spew blood, leaving him shaky.
Fortunately, at this moment, Sikong Jing said, "Duoye Seal..."
The Jade Green light shone onto Murong Jianyun, making him feel revitalized in an instant, restoring some spirit.
"Ajing, what happened again? How did the Thunderstorm Roar Beast turn into the Holy Martial Stage?"
Murong Jianyun’s face was extremely unpleasant. A day ago, he saw Pei Chang’s corpse, and not long ago, received Old Fat Head’s transmission about Sikong Jing having already slain the Feng Leibao, thinking this war could finally come to an end.
He just needed to deal with Ye Wushen and reclaim the two fragments of the Qianyuan Soldier map to achieve perfection.
But then he received Old Fat Head’s transmission again, saying to gather forces, there was a huge danger.
And then he saw the Thunderstorm Roar Beast transformed into the Holy Martial Stage, which made his already exhausted heart tremble.
This war, this damned Qianwang Holy Tower is simply endless.
But before Sikong Jing could answer, the Thunderstorm Roar Beast had already shattered Murong Jianyun’s sword light completely, and roared from behind, "Murong Jianyun, you’re doomed this time..."
After saying this, it continued to chase.
Pei Yusheng’s face grew more and more unpleasant, as Murong Jianyun appeared so quickly, unexpectedly around the small town.
This was something he hadn’t anticipated, since Murong Jianyun was still arranging to block Ye Wushen when they arrived.
"Damn it, the Soul Dominator’s Heir must have discovered us and informed Murong Jianyun." Pei Yusheng uttered a cold voice, his gaze locked onto Sikong Jing.
Now he finally understood the frustration of his brother Yupo, this damned Soul Dominator’s Heir is extremely irritating.
The Thunderstorm Roar Beast comfortingly said, "Young Master, don’t worry, Murong Jianyun is heavily injured, he won’t run far."
To this, Pei Yusheng nodded slightly with tightly clenched fists, he must kill the Soul Dominator’s Heir and Murong Jianyun... currently, he’s unprepared to truly emerge into the world, he doesn’t want his secrets exposed to anyone.
He can only pursue and must eliminate all the people and beasts ahead.
On the back of the Split Armor Flying Scorpion, Sikong Jing exerted himself to cast the Duoye Seal to help Murong Jianyun recover quickly, and continued, "The Thunderstorm Roar Beast swallowed the Black Lightning Dragon from Imperial Dragon Mountain..."
He recounted everything he heard and saw.
And Murong Jianyun was of course dumbfounded, especially upon hearing that Pei Yusheng could resurrect Pei Yupo, he widened his eyes and said, "Such methods are unheard of."
Sikong Jing nodded lightly and continued, "This young master Pei Yusheng is incredibly strange. After reaching the Holy Martial Stage, even the Thunderstorm Roar Beast still willingly follows him, indicating he has very special means..."
After pausing, Sikong Jing looked toward Pei Yupo, who was still writing the list, coldly saying, "You, know nothing?"
Murong Jianyun and Old Fat Head also looked at Pei Yupo.
The latter raised his head with bloodshot eyes, his lips twitching violently as he replied, "I don’t know, probably nobody in the entire Qianwang Holy Tower knows, not even my father."
Muron Jianyun and Old Fat Head twitched their mouths upon hearing this, and the latter couldn’t help but say, "The Qianwang Holy Tower indeed has various methods emerging in endless variety. All kinds of characters are present, it’s simply a chaotic mix."
To this, Murong Jianyun deeply resonated...
Old Fat Head next looked at the situation behind him, and asked, "Murong Datian Decision, you must recover quickly, otherwise at our pace, we probably can’t sustain for two quarters."
