Berserk God of War
Chapter 189 - 189 189 Three-Party Standoff

189: Chapter 189: Three-Party Standoff 189: Chapter 189: Three-Party Standoff Xia Dalian’s entire face puffed up, and her chest felt like it was about to explode.

She ran to save him, only to be captured by him in return; how utterly shameless.

Anyway, she was feeling extremely displeased inside.

To this, Sikong Jing showed not the slightest ripple of emotion.

Xia Dalian was not truly there to rescue him, but to subdue him.

Moreover, this was war.

Beyond family and siblings, Sikong Jing did not know how to write the words “womanly compassion.”

Therefore, as he looked back at Xia Dalian, he said indifferently, “To repay you, I plan to have you stay in the city for a few days to enjoy the scenic beauty of Yunzhou City, as a token of my gratitude.”

Xia Dalian’s beautiful eyes widened as she shouted in exasperation, “You, you…

How shameless, what are you trying to do?”

Sikong Jing tilted his head and smiled, saying, “Rest assured, I have no interest in any princess, and since I have a wife, I definitely have no such intentions toward you.

It’s purely out of hospitality.”

Without this statement, it might have been tolerable, but with Sikong Jing saying this, Xia Dalian was almost driven to madness.

She also recalled that human-shaped demon beast from a few days earlier, berating herself for not even taking notice of a demon beast; she was simply furious.

Now Sikong Jing was here to provoke her further.

However, Xia Dalian soon cooled down and stared at Sikong Jing, saying, “I understand now; you intend to use my Daxia Army to deal with the upcoming Shang Country army, don’t you?”

The only reason Sikong Jing had for keeping her was indeed the imminent arrival of the Shang Country forces led by Yan Ruyu and Yuwen Guan.

“Clever, you truly are Princess Die Lian.”

Sikong Jing said as a matter of course, “When Yuwen Guan and Yan Ruyu arrive, there will be an army of more than ten million, even twenty million strong.

Though I, Sikong Jing, have no fear, I do not wish to needlessly sacrifice my soldiers and horses.”

To his words, Xia Dalian shouted angrily again, “So the soldiers and horses of my Daxia, they can just be sacrificed at will?”

Shrugging his shoulders, Sikong Jing replied, “What do your Daxia’s soldiers and horses have to do with me?”

“If you don’t want to be annihilated, you’d best quickly gather more troops to respond.

That’s all I can tell you.”

Having said that, Sikong Jing then ordered Zhe Qiangwei, “Qiangwei, please escort Princess Die Lian to rest in the city, and do not neglect her.”

“Yes, Sikong God General,” Zhe Qiangwei replied with a valiant face.

She then took Xia Dalian and left without any further discussion, while the strong warriors from Xia Country bellowed outside the city, “Sikong Jing of Shang Country…”

Before they could finish, Sikong Jing sharply looked up, enunciating each word, “Correct that, I am no longer Sikong Jing of Shang Country.

I only represent myself now.”

The moment he was imprisoned, the Great Shang Dynasty had died in his heart, leaving only a deep blood feud.

He had not just lost a million brothers and sisters; many had already been executed.

This was a blood debt dense to the extreme, one that needed to be repaid with fresh blood.

The warriors on the field never feared death; they feared being stabbed in the back!

Those who had died, their souls were still wandering the Netherworld Road, calling out; they were waiting for him to take revenge for them.

The strong men of Xia Country twitched the corners of their mouths and growled, “I don’t care what identity you claim, are you not afraid we will attack the city?”

“Feel free to do so.

If you don’t mind Princess Die Lian receiving my neglect, if you’re not afraid of both of us suffering heavy losses and then being destroyed by the Shang Country army, then by all means, attack,” Sikong Jing retorted firmly, then turned and walked away.

He walked step by step towards Su Yuexi’s family and then called out deeply, “Father, Mother.”

He had started addressing them this way since the previous time.

And these two terms of address completely closed the distance between them; Sikong Jing had long regarded them as his biological parents…

He had never known where his biological parents were from a young age, and he treasured this unexpected familial bond deeply.

“Ah…”

Su Zhenglong and Mei Xiaofang responded in unison, tears in their eyes, each one holding tightly onto Sikong Jing’s hand.

Their son-in-law was the Invincible God General of Shang Country, an existence revered and willingly followed unto death by a million people, and the man who could share life and death with their daughter.

Nothing was more important than that final point.

…

In the following days, the Daxia army encamped outside the city did not attack.

In fact, as Sikong Jing had said, they were gathering even more troops.

Within the city, Sikong Jing’s realm remained at the Moon Martial Realm and did not continue to break through.

If he forced a breakthrough, he could reach the transcendental fourth Yangwu Realm.

However, the Emperor Beheading Technique was not so simple; it was not just about having sturdy enough meridians.

One also had to comprehend the awakened Beast Heart…

Only in this way could one truly become completely compatible with the Cultivation Technique of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts and reach the strongest state.

Moreover, with the strength of the Moon Martial Realm, Sikong Jing was not incapable of fighting those in the Desolate Realm.

Guan Dadao, who was at the Desolate Martial Second Layer, had been defeated by Sikong Jing.

Therefore, Sikong Jing now had absolute confidence in his combat abilities and was focusing on honing his foundation for the moment.

During these days, he had also brought in physicians from the city to treat Su Yuexi.

That is, the damage to her Dantian and meridians caused by the poison and the Thousand Beast Flower Blood Drop.

Unfortunately, not a single physician could cure her; they all said the damage to her meridians was too severe.

Moreover, Su Yuexi’s meridians were too resilient for an ordinary person to repair.

It was also because of the Thousand Beast Flower Blood Drop that Su Yuexi had received a great benefit: although her meridians were severely damaged, their toughness far exceeded what one could normally imagine.

“At present, it seems that only a being transcendent to Transcendent can repair Yue Xi’s incredibly tough meridians,” Sikong Jing concluded after combining the physicians’ diagnoses.

But where could one find someone above Transcendent, and also a skilled physician, within the Canglong Domain?

“It’s okay, Brother Jing.

Once you reach above Transcendent, can’t you just heal me then?” Su Yuexi comforted Sikong Jing without any concern, as her mood had been particularly good these days.

With Yuexi’s words, Sikong Jing also let go of his worries and focused on striving to break through Transcendent!

One day, Xia Dalian approached Sikong Jing, puffing up with anger, “I’ve found out, your Flying Blood Colorful Winged Horse is my Er Hong.

What exactly is your relationship with that human-shaped monster that ignored me?”

Clearly, Er Hong was taken away by that human-shaped monster…

Sikong Jing felt a bit of a headache—this Princess, taken as a political hostage within the city, was not easy to manage at all.

Helpless, Sikong Jing could only lightly say, “You guess.”

Having said that, he ignored Xia Dalian and prepared to head to the Martial Arts Arena to instruct a million Personal Soldiers in Beast Skills, namely those 108 Beast Skills he wanted to instate within his army.

Staring at Sikong Jing’s departing figure, Xia Dalian felt so frustrated she was itching for a fight.

Out of the blue, a roar came from outside the city: “The million-strong army of Great Shang has arrived; they have entered Yunzhou.”

These words sent a tremendous shock through Xia Dalian.

Sikong Jing also stopped in his tracks, then said, “Princess Die Lian, I’m afraid we’ll have to inconvenience you now.”

“What are you going to do?” Xia Dalian asked in a mix of alarm and anger.

“Men, bind Princess Die Lian,” Sikong Jing ordered sternly and then strode towards the top of the city walls.

A few hours later, the Great Shang Dynasty’s army arrived.

They hung the banners of Great Shang from afar, and at the forefront were none other than Yuwen Guan and Yan Ruyu.

The million-strong army was vast and mighty, with many powerful warriors among them.

They stationed themselves on one side of Yunzhou City, and by that time, Daxia also had a million-strong army stationed on another side.

Instantly, the scene became a three-way standoff.

Dark clouds covered the sun, and perhaps the next moment would bring a three-way war with rivers of blood flowing.