Berserk God of War
Chapter 286: A Dragon Vein

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: A Dragon Vein

Boom!

Suddenly, Sikong Jing felt another tumult around him, and the entire mountain path began to twist.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings changed, the mountain path was no longer a path but had turned into a Golden Divine Dragon that seemed endless.

At this moment, they found themselves walking on the back of the dragon.

Upon seeing this, Sikong Jing hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother, what is this?"

Taking a deep breath, Lang Yisuo slowly replied, "The challenges on the Qilong Mountain Road are divided into three stages, the first Dragon Power, the second Dragon Body Walking, the third Dragon Vein Charge..."

"We have now entered the second stage of the test."

The transformation of the mountain path into a dragon’s body was precisely Dragon Body Walking!

Sikong Jing asked again, "What’s the difference between Dragon Body Walking and the Dragon Power of the mountain path?"

Tugging at the corner of his mouth, Lang Yisuo said, "On the mountain path, you at least can walk by the stairs, but a constantly twisting dragon’s body certainly poses a greater challenge."

Sikong Jing looked at the continually twisting dragon’s body and nodded, saying, "Then, Senior Brother, you need to follow even closer."

Having said that, Sikong Jing stepped out.

Lang Yisuo opened his mouth wide. Although he knew Sikong Jing meant well, he still felt quite vexed.

He was being protected by an apprentice.

But there was no choice, Lang Yisuo could only clench his teeth and quickly follow.

The Dragon Power around them became more terrifying, and the dragon’s body twisted more intensely as they progressed.

Toward the end, the dragon’s body was almost rolling continuously; sometimes, Sikong Jing had to almost stand upside down.

Lang Yisuo could not care about losing face. He gripped Sikong Jing’s clothing tightly, his face as pale as platinum.

Suddenly, a man and a woman approached from the front of the dragon’s body.

Compared to Sikong Jing and his companion, the couple walked as if on flat ground.

Lang Yisuo whispered a warning, "They are official students from the second year at Golden Dragon Mountain, and they don’t know we are challenging the Golden Dragon Mountain Path. Don’t let them touch us, otherwise, we’ll have to drag two more into this."

Sikong Jing looked at the man unexpectedly, not realizing his senior was quite thoughtful.

If it were some others with malevolent intentions, they might deliberately pull another two unlucky ones to join the challenge.

At that moment, the man and woman halted.

They were, of course, walking on a normal mountain path, completely unaware that Sikong Jing and Lang Yisuo had entered into the Illusion of the dragon’s body.

All they could see was Sikong Jing and his companion walking on the mountain path.

"Senior Brother Lang, what’s wrong with you? You look so pale," asked the male of the couple.

Upon hearing this, Lang Yisuo let go of Sikong Jing’s clothing and puffed out his chest, saying, "Nothing’s wrong, I’m perfectly fine."

After speaking, his voice almost faltered, and his chest nearly exploded with pressure.

The woman blinked, saying, "But, Senior Brother Lang, you look really pale, has something happened?"

Lang Yisuo shook his head vigorously, "I told you, I’m fine. If you have other things to do, go ahead, don’t dilly-dally here."

He silently added in his mind: If you don’t leave now, I’m about to collapse; whether I grab this apprentice’s clothing or not, the difference in Dragon Power is so vast, just hurry up and go!

"Senior Brother Lang, are you really okay?" the woman asked concernedly.

Lang Yisuo felt like he was on the verge of breaking, exasperatedly saying, "I told you I’m fine, please just go!"

Both being only second-year official students, they knew Lang Yisuo was usually a very kind person. They were surprised to see him lose his temper.

With no other choice, they had to quickly say their farewells and leave...

But before they left, they gave Sikong Jing a strange look. Still, they dared not ask more.

Seeing the two finally leave, Lang Yisuo quickly grabbed Sikong Jing’s clothing and said, "I was almost crushed to death. Let’s continue."

Just like that, Sikong Jing led him forward.

Under the Dragon Power, the True Qi inside Sikong Jing started circulating faster and with a loud boom, he broke through to the Third Level of the Martial Scripture Realm. They did not know how much longer they had walked when the environment in front of them changed again.

"The third stage now, the Dragon Vein Charge."

Senior Brother Lang glanced at the path ahead, resembling a meridian, and swallowed hard before speaking, "Next, there will be terrifying currents attacking like the True Qi in meridians, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on."

He was already nearly falling apart, even with Sikong Jing leading the way, he definitely could not pass the third stage challenge.

"Current... Yes, here it comes!"

Sikong Jing wanted to ask something else, but his expression suddenly changed.

He only felt a terrible force rushing down from the path, transformed like a meridian, roaring like a torrential flood.

The current was golden-gray, and arrived in an instant!

Senior Brother Lang screamed in horror, "It’s over, I’m going to be crushed."

Before even making contact, the golden-gray current made him feel utterly powerless and he gave up trying to resist.

Boom!

The current struck Sikong Jing like a pillar.

Then it slid off from both his sides, and Senior Brother Lang, who was right behind Sikong Jing, was not touched.

Yet Sikong Jing stood frozen, murmuring to himself, "This is... demonic power!"

The current carried the scent of demonic power, or perhaps it could be said, Dragon Power.

He felt the aura of the current was very similar to the Golden Divine Dragon in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison, and he thought to himself, "Could this be the true Dragon Power of the Divine Dragon?"

As he spoke, a mild flash at the center of his forehead occurred, and the voice of the Golden Divine Dragon sounded, "Far from it."

Sikong Jing involuntarily shivered, it seemed the presence of Dragon Power had drawn out the Golden Divine Dragon again.

"The path beneath your feet is transformed from the meridians of a dead Demon Dragon."

"But it is not a true Divine Dragon, it can only be said to have thirty percent of a Divine Dragon’s bloodline, essentially a half-Divine Dragon."

"Sensing this meridian should yield a considerable reward."

Having said that, the Golden Divine Dragon spoke no more.

Sikong Jing’s eyes flashed with brilliance, since the elder Golden Divine Dragon said so, there must indeed be a great reward, so he focused deeply on sensing the aura around him...

The flow of Dragon Power did him no harm, as he was the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, and this current was partially real and partially illusory.

Plainly speaking, it was still a manifestation of Dragon Power, containing very little actual Dragon Power, which could even be absorbed by Sikong Jing.

As he absorbed the faint Dragon Power from the current, sensed his surroundings, and continued to move forward.

Sikong Jing’s expression remained calm.

Senior Brother Lang did not completely collapse as expected but followed tightly in the gap behind Sikong Jing, occasionally screaming ghostly as the droplets from the current slapped him.

His view towards Sikong Jing changed, feeling that this apprentice was quite terrifying.

Sikong Jing, with his eyes closed, continued stepping forward, and gradually the entire path seemed to be engraved in his heart.

Feeling something, the little heart inside the monstrous head in his Dantian suddenly started pounding, and then a vein-like thing extended from the little heart, reaching out directly from his Dantian to spread throughout his body.

Sikong Jing trembled mightily, realizing that a special meridian had appeared in his body.

And the twists and turns of this meridian matched the Golden Dragon Mountain Path exactly; he had actually developed a Dragon Vein within himself!

Sikong Jing suddenly clenched his fist, channeling all his True Qi into this Dragon Vein before striking fiercely.

"Ao..."

His punch carried a dragon’s roar, the terrible power blasting the current in front of him.

In an instant, the current was fiercely driven back, as if frozen in the path ahead until Sikong Jing’s punching force dissipated.