Berserk God of War
Chapter 370: The Suffering of the Eighteen Levels of Hell

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: The Suffering of the Eighteen Levels of Hell

"Elder sister, there’s another way... Find that human-shaped monster, and we can negotiate a cooperation with him."

"He must have been sent by an enemy of Wangyou Sect."

"He definitely doesn’t want the successor of the Supreme Forget Love Technique to emerge. We can have him help us eliminate Sikong Ling."

As soon as the female disciple finished speaking, excitement shone in Wang Qing’s eyes.

This proposal was much less troublesome than going to find Sikong Ling’s brother.

Heaven knows when Sikong Ling might go mad and end up annihilating herself. A quick battle was absolutely crucial for Wang Qing.

"Good, then..."

Before he finished speaking, a deep and hoarse voice arose from the snow, "You, seek to cooperate with me?"

Their bodies shook tremendously, and Wang Qing and the other burst out their True Qi, shouting loudly, "Who is there, come out!"

The next instant, the snow abruptly surged, and a pitch-black human figure emerged— it was Sikong Jing.

Wang Qing’s eyes widened, while the female disciple next to him instinctively covered her mouth, tremblingly pointing at Sikong Jing, "Elder elder sister, he can actually speak, he’s a demon beast that can articulate human language!"

"Gurgle..."

Wang Qing swallowed nervously, then his whole body trembled with excitement; this was like sending a pillow when he was dozing off.

"Yes, we want to cooperate with you."

"We can help you kill Sikong Ling. She has already cultivated the supreme art of Wangyou Sect, the ’Supreme Forget Love Technique’."

Upon finishing, Wang Qing grew even more excited.

The fact that this demon beast could speak was too perfect, as it would make negotiating a cooperation much easier, and a talking demon beast was terrifyingly powerful.

With his help, he would definitely be able to kill Sikong Ling.

Thinking this, Wang Qing further stated, "You don’t need to worry. As long as I’m here, no one will be able to discover you. Afterwards, I can help you leave the territory of Wangyou Sect, and I can even arrange deeper cooperation with your master."

The more he talked, the more thrilling it became. Wang Qing could no longer suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

Damn exhilarating it was. He wondered what expression Sikong Ling would have when she died in front of him.

Supreme Forget Love Technique, to hell with it!

Wang Qing even began to think about how he would perform an act of profound grief in front of his master after Sikong Ling’s death.

However, at that moment, Sikong Jing suddenly disappeared from the spot.

He appeared right in front of Wang Qing and then ferociously slapped him, with a crisp ’smack’ ...

The joyful Wang Qing was immediately dumbfounded and incredulously covered his face.

"Elder sister..."

The female disciple rushed over, supporting Wang Qing, then stared at Sikong Jing and demanded, "Demon beast, have you gone mad?"

A cold smile spread across Sikong Jing’s scaled beast face, and he spoke with rolling murderous intent, "Who told you that I want to kill Sikong Ling? Sikong Ling is the one I need to protect, yet you wish to kill her."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qing was dumbfounded, and the female disciple beside him was also stunned.

Several breaths later, Wang Qing, trembling, pointed at Sikong Jing, "You didn’t consume Sikong Ling’s True Qi before; you were saving her."

Now Wang Qing finally understood why Sikong Ling could survive under those circumstances.

"Right, I consumed your True Qi to repair Sikong Ling’s broken meridians."

Sikong Jing’s voice became clearer and clearer.

As Su Yuexi said, it takes the one who tied the bell to untie it. After the danger to his sister was removed, Sikong Jing gradually began overpowering the maddened state induced by being demonized, and his rationality was slowly returning to his true self.

Hearing his words, Wang Qing opened his mouth wide, unable to believe it.

"The master of the Ice Soul Cold Eagle, the one I killed..."

"So, have you thought it through now, why I came to Wangyou Sect at this very moment?"

Sikong Jing’s words made Wang Qing’s eyes widen, and she instantly understood everything.

The human-shaped monster had come on the orders of the Ice Soul Cold Eagle’s master to harm Sikong Ling, and Sikong Jing was here to save Sikong Ling.

But Sikong Ling was just a simple girl from the Canglong Small Domain, how could she have such a demon beast for protection?

Whoosh...

Suddenly, Sikong Jing vanished again.

He grabbed the neck of the female disciple with one hand, twisting it until she died, then shifted his gaze back to Wang Qing.

"You, what are you going to do? Don’t come any closer!"

Wang Qing sat on the ground, continuously scooting backward, filled with immense fear.

Sikong Jing slightly curved up the corners of his mouth and said, "Don’t worry, you can’t die just yet... otherwise, Sikong Ling will lose her will to live, but you can’t threaten Sikong Ling’s life, so just an arm will do!"

As he said this, Sikong Jing fiercely tore off one of Wang Qing’s arms and threw it aside.

The shrill screams echoed around.

Then, Sikong Jing spread his five claws and pulled her back, clutching her throat and demanding, "The Supreme Forget Love Technique, how can it be that even with feelings, one won’t die from breaking the technique, tell me."

Crack, crack, crack...

Wang Qing’s teeth chattered wildly, and with her eyes widening, she countered, "Could it be, could it be that you were sent by her real brother?"

"Answer me..."

Sikong Jing didn’t respond, instead pouring cold Demonic Qi into Wang Qing’s entire body.

"I, I don’t know!"

Wang Qing couldn’t withstand the pressure of the Demon Intent, and she was on the verge of breaking down.

Eventually, she could only scream out, "However, I’ve heard that as long as a Martial Artist who has cultivated the Supreme Forget Love Technique always maintains hatred, they won’t fail in their cultivation too terribly, or at least not so severely."

"Also, the Extreme Cold Power is said to be able to suppress it, that’s all I know."

Just as she finished speaking, a sudden burst of light appeared in the distance, and strong auras pressed down from the sky.

Sikong Jing looked up, seeing the Great Elder of the Wangyou Sect who was pursuing him.

After a cold glance at Wang Qing, Sikong Jing indifferently said, "If Sikong Ling suffers any harm, you will endure the torture of eighteen levels of hell."

With those words, he turned into a shadow and disappeared into the vast snowy landscape.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

After a while, the Great Elder and other powerful entities from the Wangyou Sect landed.

The Great Elder, staring in the direction Sikong Jing had fled, ordered the surrounding experts of the Wangyou Sect, "Chase."

As he watched the experts race off, the Great Elder’s gaze returned to Wang Qing.

Suddenly, Wang Qing shouted first, "Great Elder, please reattach my arm quickly otherwise my Martial Arts will be greatly hindered."

The Great Elder didn’t dare delay, immediately drawing Wang Qing’s arm back to her.

However, upon holding it, he frowned.

After a moment, the Great Elder shook his head and said, "I can’t, the demonic power in the arm is too strong. If it’s forcibly reattached now, you’ll be completely crippled. Hurry back and ask your master for a way to cleanse the demonic power."

Stunned, Wang Qing could only nod heavily...

"This human-shaped monster dared to tear off your arm while being pursued, totally heartless. I will kill him."

Having said that, the Great Elder paid Wang Qing no further attention and dashed out swiftly, vanishing in a blink.

After a while, another figure landed, it was Sikong Ling who had returned upon hearing the news.

Upon seeing Wang Qing, she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Senior sister, you actually had an arm torn off by that demon beast, how pitiful."

As she spoke, Sikong Ling fiercely snatched Wang Qing’s arm away.