Berserk God of War Chapter 754: 754: Heard You Were Badly Injured?

Chapter 754: Chapter 754: Heard You Were Badly Injured?

Atop the beetle demon beast, Su Yuexi was still looking in the direction they had just co from when a smile suddenly appeared on her lips. She muttered to herself, “Brother Jing is always protecting . I wonder how many tis he’ll have to repay after I protect him just once.”

Her words were too soft for anyone to hear, but her smile, however, was seen by soone.

“You little abomination, what are you laughing at?” The woman from the Liu Family who had confronted them earlier was approaching.

Su Yuexi ceased smiling and retorted with an undaunted sneer, “I’m laughing because Liu An is dead. Is there a problem with that?”

Instantly, the woman from the Liu Family exploded in fury and viciously yelled, “Brother An may be dead, but do you think your worthless husband will survive? Snuffing him out is just a blink of an eye’s effort.”

In her view, Liu An had been captured either by the Blood Refining Ancestor or so other hidden power on his way after eliminating Sikong Jing.

Due to her extre anger, she once again couldn’t help but blurt out her intention to snuff out Sikong Jing.

At this, Ye Wukui almost slapped her across the face. Couldn’t these people from the Liu family save so effort?

Of course, he shared the sa thought that Su Yuexi’s worthless husband must have already been offed by Liu An and that Su Yuexi’s laughter was just because she felt vengeance for her useless husband had been served.

“Whatever you say,” Su Yuexi replied dismissively.

She couldn’t care less about anyone else because she was certain that Brother Jing was fine, and what’s more important, Brother Jing had even saved the Canglong Small Domain.

Because the Demon Dragon of the Blood Refining Ancestor had been poisoned to death.

Although she didn’t know how Brother Jing had managed it, she firmly believed it was undoubtedly his doing.

Seeing that Su Yuexi didn’t exhibit much emotion, Ye Wukui also chose not to say anything more. His gaze dark and somber, he knew that the treasure from Su Old Demon wouldn’t be easy to obtain with all manner of forces resorting to every conceivable thod.

Even now, with Su Old Demon’s son in their grasp, they still needed to be exceedingly careful.

…

Within the Minglong Mountain Range, Sikong Jing slowly withdrew his gaze before closing his eyes deeply once more.

In the end, he had failed to cause both Willow Leaf Saint Manor and the Blood Refining Ancestor to lose out significantly, and he had failed to bring back Su Yuexi.

Only after standing for a long while did Sikong Jing reopen his eyes, which brimd with killing intent.

“Creatures of the Minglong Mountain Range, listen up. I want the whereabouts of the Blood Refining Ancestor, imdiately.”

His cold voice bood out, and the small demon beasts of Minglong Mountain Range began to move quickly. Within half an hour, they brought back the location where the Blood Refining Ancestor had settled down, hidden within a remote canyon.

Without hesitation, Sikong Jing dashed out, accelerated by a treasure…

The Blood Refining Ancestor had half his body bitten off by a beetle demon beast, and now was the best ti to slay him. Only by annihilating him could the Canglong Small Domain truly be safeguarded.

Otherwise, once the Blood Refining Ancestor recovered, he would surely return to collect the corpse of the Blood-colored Demon Dragon.

Whether he would then spare the Canglong Small Domain would depend on his mood.

Sikong Jing absolutely wouldn’t allow such a possibility. If he had been powerless before, now he had to take a chance against the seriously wounded Blood Refining Ancestor…

In a blink, Sikong Jing arrived at the canyon where the Blood Refining Ancestor was located, the area perated with a chilling blood qi.

At this mont, the crazed curses of the Blood Refining Ancestor ca from inside: “Damn Willow Leaf Saint Manor, once I’ve recovered I’ll definitely slaughter every last one of you, my lovely little creature ahhhhh!”

Though cursing, the voice of the Blood Refining Ancestor was clearly weak. Taking a pause, the Blood Refining Ancestor continued.

“Little creature, don’t worry, I’ll co back to collect your corpse once I’m healed, and I’ll ensure all your food will accompany you in burial.”

“I’ll turn that small domain into your graveyard.”

These words sent shivers through Sikong Jing’s body, grateful that he had co; otherwise, the Canglong Small Domain would face its doomsday.

With that thought, Sikong Jing said in a low voice, “Blood Refining Ancestor, so you’re here.”

“Who?”

As the voice fell, Blood Refining Ancestor abruptly stood up, staring intently at the source of the sound.

Sikong Jing stepped out gradually, wearing the aura of the Extraordinary Third Realm openly on his sleeve.

At this mont, he finally got a clear view of Blood Refining Ancestor.

The figure before him was an old man with disheveled hair and a face marked by fearso blood patterns, which looked terrifyingly ghastly. Nearly half of his body was missing, yet it was zizily regenerating.

It appeared as if layers of blood light were continuously flowing over the wounded area.

The whole sight was imasurably horrifying; an ordinary person might faint from fear on the spot.

Upon seeing Sikong Jing, Blood Refining Ancestor’s expression flickered with confusion for a mont before he spoke coldly, “Is it you? The one from that Small Domain in the Extraordinary Realm?”

He still rembered that overly presumptuous Extraordinary Realm cultivator who had wanted to challenge his Blood Refining Mad Dragon but had been ignored for being not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

Nevertheless, he rembered that aura well.

“How did you find ?” Blood Refining Ancestor asked nonchalantly after confirming Sikong Jing’s identity.

Sikong Jing didn’t answer directly but responded indifferently, “Yes, I’m from that Small Domain… I heard you were gravely injured, Blood Refining Ancestor, so I ca to see, and by the way, to kill you too.”

At these words, Blood Refining Ancestor was taken aback.

Soon, however, he scoffed as if he’d heard so ludicrous joke, “Little ant, do you have a problem with your brain? Even if I’m severely injured, I can still pinch you to death with a single finger.”

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and fixed them on Sikong Jing, releasing a terrifying pressure befitting a fearso powerhouse.

Yet in his eyes flickered a guarded light.

And Sikong Jing had noticed that guardedness; clearly, Blood Refining Ancestor was not as at ease as he sounded, pretending to be full of vigor in an attempt to scare him away.

Had it been any other cultivator from the Extraordinary Realm, they might have been frightened.

But pressure was the least of Sikong Jing’s concerns, and it was the most ineffective tactic against the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Taking a gentle step forward, Sikong Jing challenged him, “Then you might try pinching.”

Upon hearing this, Blood Refining Ancestor’s gaze chilled as he scrutinized Sikong Jing from head to toe, ominously asking, “Aren’t you afraid of dying?”

After posing the question, he was inwardly baffled, wondering how this man from the Extraordinary Realm could be so bold, especially since he showed no sign of fear on his face in the presence of such powerful pressure—it was most unreasonable.

“How could I not fear death, but fortune favors the brave.”

“Killing you would grant access to a great many treasures on your person. How could I not take the risk?”

With those words, Sikong Jing suddenly launched a punch at Blood Refining Ancestor—he had to probe, after all.

Sikong Jing certainly didn’t want to capsize in a gutter stream.

Blood Refining Ancestor’s face drastically changed as he forcibly dodged, yet the force of Sikong Jing’s punch still impacted the near-half of his body that was nearly bitten off. The body that had been regenerating started bleeding anew, with fresh blood gushing out.

Giggling viciously, the pain causing his teeth to grind fiercely, Blood Refining Ancestor bellowed, “Boy, what do you want? I’ll give it to you.”

Having successfully tested his adversary, Sikong Jing’s expression grew even calr as he said coldly, “Why settle when killing you will grant everything?”

“Perhaps you could kill , but I also have a thousand thods to end your life.”

No longer hiding his wounds, Blood Refining Ancestor grimaced and declared, “Don’t be so sure. I, a powerhouse, even with a severely shattered Spirit Platform Sea of Consciousness, can still unleash an attack before death potent enough to cause your soul to scatter.”