350: Chapter 350: Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, Don’t Be Impulsive 350: Chapter 350: Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, Don’t Be Impulsive Once these words were spoken, the middle-aged woman’s body shuddered, and she swiftly turned around.
Then she was stunned.
The person in front of her was a young man, who only emitted the aura of the Martial Soul Realm.
Wasn’t that too weak?
Suddenly, the middle-aged woman cald down and stared at him, asking tightly, “What are you?
Where is Wang Hua?”
“Of course they’re all dead.
As for …
you shouldn’t be unfamiliar with , my na is Sikong Jing!”
Having said that, blood threads gradually filled Sikong Jing’s eyes, and his murderous intent was palpable as he glared at the middle-aged woman.
Scales started to form on his lower back, and demonic Qi began to crazily condense again.
“Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, don’t be impulsive!”
At that mont, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison on his forehead kept flickering, and the voice of the Divine Turtle sounded.
Then ca the voice of the Colorless Spider, “Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, you haven’t completely recovered from your demonized state.
If you beco demonized again, it will be extrely dangerous, and you might never return.”
However, Sikong Jing ignored it and, lowering his eyes like a Fierce Beast, stared at the middle-aged woman.
“Sikong Jing?”
The middle-aged woman of Wangyou Sect opened her mouth wide, her expression shifting from confusion, to shock, to elation.
“You are actually Sikong Ling’s brother, and you could even kill Wang Hua and everyone else.
How did you do it?”
The middle-aged woman was confused because the owner of this na had appeared before her eyes.
Shock because, how could he have killed Wang Hua and everyone else with just the power of the Martial Soul Realm?
Elation because Wang Qing was planning to use a fake Sikong Ling’s brother to kill Sikong Ling.
She hadn’t expected to encounter the real one, which would make Wang Qing’s plans even more perfect.
“I’m asking you, when does Wang Qing plan to make his move against my sister?”
Sikong Jing’s cold voice burst forth as he took steps forward, his back completely covered in scales.
But they hadn’t spread to his neck yet.
Opposite him, the middle-aged woman was naturally fearless, squinting her eyes as she sized up Sikong Jing.
“Are you threatening ?”
“Hehehe, I’m not saying I won’t tell you.
Just lie down obediently, and I’ll take you to Wangyou Sect,” she said.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you die on the way.”
“Wang Qing might still need you alive.
That way, your sister can die even faster, for instance, by dismbering you in front of her, ensuring she lets out a piercing scream at the mont of her breakthrough.”
No matter how Sikong Jing had killed Wang Hua, in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, he was just a laughably ignorant little devil from the Martial Soul Realm.
She didn’t take him seriously at all…
Taking the alive Sikong Jing back might even earn her great rit in front of Wang Qing.
Wang Qing, being the eldest senior sister of the Wang generation, could beco the next Sect Master if she eliminated Sikong Ling, who was valued by the current Sect Master.
Although the middle-aged woman was of a senior generation to Wang Qing, her status in Wangyou Sect wasn’t high; she was rely a runner at most.
“Be grateful to that I’m allowing you to see your sister one last ti,” she said.
With that, the middle-aged woman couldn’t help but laugh again.
“I’m asking you a question.”
Sikong Jing’s voice gradually turned hoarse and terrifying as he stomped heavily and fiercely pounced toward the middle-aged woman.
“Delusions of grandeur…”
The middle-aged woman casually slapped, and Sikong Jing’s entire body suddenly froze in mid-air before flying backward, crashing through the walls of the Divine Spaceship with a series of loud thuds.
“Really so weak,” the middle-aged woman chuckled lightly, then swiftly followed after him, her pace as traceless as walking on snow.
Soon, she reached the room where Sikong Jing had stopped and narrowed her eyes to look inside.
All of a sudden, her body shook!
In disbelief, the middle-aged woman exclaid, “What are you?”
All that could be seen was Sikong Ling’s brother, gone.
In the shattered room, there was only a human-shaped monster covered in pitch-black scales.
“If you don’t answer, you die!” The human-shaped monster spoke in human tongue, which was none other than Sikong Jing’s voice.
The middle-aged woman’s eyes bulged out and her body shook violently.
Whoom…
At that mont, Sikong Jing lunged at the middle-aged woman for the second ti.
The space around seed to distort with his speed as he fiercely smashed his claw at the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman drew her sword in an instant, but still, with a loud bang, she kept retreating.
And Sikong Jing’s body also smashed out blood.
In the instant he neared her to attack, the middle-aged woman couldn’t tell how many tis she struck her sword, all of them landing on his body.
Spurt…
However, Sikong Jing completely ignored the blood gushing from his body, his Demon Wings unfurled behind him, growing bit by bit.
Bigger than when he had killed Wang Hua, his Demonized state was deeper.
“Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, stop!” from within the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison, the roar of the Golden Divine Dragon echoed.
“Kill!”
But Sikong Jing still ignored it completely.
His sister was his reverse scale, if it were not for his Demonized state, he might have cald down and thought of other ways.
But now, his Demonization had not completely subsided, and the stimulus of his sister being endangered drove him mad.
Sikong Jing now only wanted to know when Wang Qing would make her move, knowing only that he could not let her succeed.
He had already lost his sister once and could not afford to lose her a second ti.
Boom boom boom…
Sikong Jing turned into a Blood Devouring Demon Beast, slamming into the middle-aged woman crazily.
The latter wielded her sword to counterattack continuously, screaming, “What on earth are you, and why can you turn into a monster?”
Whoom!
Of course, Sikong Jing didn’t answer, his Demon Wings fully spreading behind him, terrifyingly powerful.
Being only in the Martial Soul Realm himself, even if Demonized, he couldn’t possibly beco powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth all at once.
Half-Demonizing was enough to kill Wang Hua, but to kill the stronger middle-aged woman, he had to be fully Demonized.
At the mont his Demon Wings fully ford, Sikong Jing’s speed reached its peak.
With a booming sound, he completely shattered the middle-aged woman’s array of swordsmanship, and “spurt,” blood spurted violently.
And still, Sikong Jing unhesitatingly pressed forward, his terrifying black claws grasping the middle-aged woman’s neck.
“Answer .” Sikong Jing’s voice was barely distinguishable as human or beast now.
The middle-aged woman’s neck was seized, and the shadow of death lood suddenly.
What was more terrifying was that Sikong Jing, transford into a beast, felt terribly oppressive to her, indeed more terrifying than facing the heartless and cold Sect Master.
“Sikong Ling will enter seclusion to break through to the peak of Xuantian Fifth Realm in seven days.”
“The ti for Wang Qing to act should be within three to ten days after Sikong Ling begins her Cultivation, depending on how smoothly Sikong Ling’s breakthrough goes.”
The middle-aged woman finally answered, she simply dared not resist.
“That ans I have at least ten days.”
Sikong Jing murmured to himself, his voice barely audible now, but still instinctively asked, “So Wang Qing wants to kill my sister just because she affected her position in Wangyou Sect?”
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman nodded heavily.
“Of course.
Wang Qing was originally the first senior sister of Wangyou Sect and is destined to be the next Sect Master.”
“But ever since your sister was brought back and the Sect Master decided she could cultivate the ‘Supre Forget Love Technique,’ all of his focus has been on your sister, so she must die.”
“And her death must be ambiguous, without arousing the Sect Master’s suspicion.”
Listening to this answer, Sikong Jing then asked, “And you?
Why do you also want my sister to die?”
Sikong Jing’s gaze grew colder and more terrifying to the extre.
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