Berserk God of War
Chapter 468: The Six Symbols Dragon Sword, I Drew It

Chapter 468: Chapter 468: The Six Symbols Dragon Sword, I Drew It

The forest fell silent, followed by the exhilarated jeers of the Dark Wing Camp Soldiers — they had actually won against the mighty and supreme Long Night Star Palace.

And this was only the first battle for their Dark Wing Camp!

Just as everyone was rejoicing, another dozen voices landed, belonging to Chang Wang and others from the Long Night Heavenly Dao Palace.

Chang Wang stared coldly at Beigong Xianfeng, a sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Beigong Xianfeng, although you have your reasoning, what you did really annoys me. We will meet again."

Originally, Chang Wang had intended to sit on the sidelines and watch, waiting to make his move after most of the Night Saint Dragon Palace members had been killed.

However, his plans were foiled by Beigong Xianfeng, and naturally, he was not in a good mood.

Beigong Xianfeng merely smiled indifferently and replied, "Master Chang, please go ahead."

With a cold snort, Chang Wang was ready to lead his people away... but just at that moment, a series of agonizing screams erupted from outside the Court Hunting Ground.

Immediately after, Yu Wenxiong’s voice, both shocked and furious, rang out, "Qin Heng, you sons of bitches dare to ambush us?"

They were all from the Ming Sect, and ambushing was considered quite dishonorable.

Moreover, everyone expected Qin Heng would have immediately returned to the Holy Dragon Palace after leaving the Court Hunting Ground; that place was their stronghold. After all, the gap between the two sides was quite significant, and Chang Wang might make a move at any moment.

But unexpectedly, Qin Heng was lying in wait outside.

Suddenly, a number of experts from the Long Night Star Palace were killed, and several others were severely injured.

Qin Heng, unaffected, coldly responded, "If your Xingluo Palace can tear up the stakes, why can’t we lay an ambush? Now that we’ve killed quite a few of your people, we can officially start our battle!"

Boom boom boom...

The air surged as high-ranking experts from the two major academies clashed once more.

But just as Qin Heng said, with Xingluo Palace’s members ambushed, dead or injured, they were now at a disadvantage.

In just a moment, two more elders fell, and Yu Wenxiong bellowed incessantly, "Master Chang, come help us quickly."

A chill flashed in Chang Wang’s eyes as he growled, "We cannot let the Holy Dragon Palace win, let’s go."

Clearly, Chang Wang saw Xingluo Palace’s imminent defeat and was truly ready to intervene and suppress the Holy Dragon Palace.

After the great battle just now, the people of the Holy Dragon Palace were too busy to keep control over Ma Daoming, He Jia, and others; the Heavenly Dao Palace’s people had already been rescued, so the Holy Dragon Palace no longer held any hostages from the Heavenly Dao Palace.

Chang Wang now had no concerns and was free to fight.

They dashed out quickly to support Long Night Star Palace.

Neither Beigong Xianfeng nor Dark Wing Commander Sikong Jing tried to stop them; once they left the Court Hunting Ground, the Long Night Empire had no reason to hold them back...

But if Chang Wang joined the fray, the Holy Dragon Palace would be in great danger.

As always, without Shen Qingye, Qin Heng alone would likely need several people to join forces to contend with the powerful Chang Wang.

Seeing this, Beigong Xianfeng looked toward Sikong Jing and asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing then said, "Commander, rest assured, I have a way to make Chang Wang withdraw from the dispute."

After speaking, Sikong Jing turned and darted into the forest, and all the soldiers of the Dark Wing Camp watched their Commander with curiosity before dismissing it; after all, their Dark Wing Commander always had a way of being mysteriously elusive.

Entering the forest, Sikong Jing quickly took off his armor and mask where no one could see him.

He then emerged from the forest, silently reaching the outskirts of the Court Hunting Ground.

Afterward, he stepped onto the back of a Demon Dragon that was in the Daoist Martial Fourth Realm.

This Demon Dragon originally belonged to an elder of the Holy Dragon Palace, but that elder had just died in battle within the Court Hunting Ground, and so now the Demon Dragon had no rider.

Sikong Jing stepped forward and said to the Demon Dragon, "I am an apprentice of the Holy Dragon Palace, and now we are dealing with troubles for the Holy Dragon Palace."

His voice immediately calmed the Demon Dragon, which had initially wanted to shake off Sikong Jing instinctively.

The Demon Dragon of the Daoist Martial Fourth Realm had quite high intelligence already.

More importantly, Sikong Jing’s voice made it inherently submissive, as if it encountered a higher-level Demon Dragon...

At this moment, Chang Wang and the others indeed joined the chaos of the battle.

Qin Heng roared, "Chang Wang, does our Holy Dragon Palace have such a big vendetta against you? Must you assist the Xingluo Palace..."

"Just hand over Sikong Jing, and I will withdraw immediately."

With a blank expression, Chang Wang coldly replied, "Sikong Jing is under the feet of our Heavenly Dao Palace, he killed our apprentices among others. Just hand him over, and we can overlook the issues between our two palaces."

At these words, Qin Heng’s face turned beet red with rage—it was an impossibility.

Right then, the rescued Ma Daoming spoke in a sinister and terrifying voice, "Right, just hand over that Sikong the little beast, and you can also overlook the matter of you detaining us for a month... Otherwise, the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace is doomed without a doubt."

To Ma Daoming, Sikong Jing was also at the height of hatefulness. If it hadn’t been for him posing as a little apprentice, how could they have been detained?

This past month was the biggest blemish in Ma Daoming’s life.

And they were convinced that Qin Heng would not possibly hand over Sikong Jing...

It was a joke; such a Martial Arts genius wouldn’t even be given up by them if the situations were reversed. Therefore, Qin Heng could only fight to death. The Long Night Saint Dragon Palace was still destined to be destroyed.

"Are you looking for me?"

Just as the Long Night Heavenly Dao Palace believed they had Qin Heng in their pocket, Sikong Jing’s ethereal voice resonated from afar.

He was seen riding the dragon, staring distantly at the chaotic battle.

In an instant, the battle ceased, and everyone’s gaze fixated on Sikong Jing. Then Qin Heng growled lowly, "Sikong Jing, hurry and leave, go back to the Holy Dragon Palace and find the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon to protect you."

Upon these words, whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Chang Wang, Ma Daoming, and others leaped into the air, rapidly closing in on Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing, however, simply smiled and with a clang, a sword appeared in his hand—it was unmistakably the Six Symbols Dragon Sword. He then asked, "Chang Wang, I imagine you’ve heard of the Six Symbols Dragon Sword, haven’t you?"

"What?"

Upon hearing those words, Feng Tingfu’s eyes widened, and he too soared into the sky.

But Sikong Jing ignored Feng Tingfu and continued to smile, saying, "The Six Symbols Dragon Sword could not be drawn by anyone, yet I was fortunate enough to pull it out. Now, I’m offering this sword in exchange for your Heavenly Dao Palace’s non-intervention, how about it?"

As his voice fell, silence swept the crowd.

In the next instant, Feng Tingfu was the first to roar, "The Six Symbols Dragon Sword was drawn by you... How audacious, this sword belongs to the Holy Dragon Academy, if you dare to hand it over then... Ah!"

Before he could finish, Feng Tingfu suddenly screamed as Chang Wang took advantage of a sneak attack and harshly smacked him down to the ground.

Chang Wang also ignored Feng Tingfu and gazed at the Six Symbols Dragon Sword in Sikong Jing’s hand, uttering softly, "Deal, we have a deal!"

Of course, he had heard of the Six Symbols Dragon Sword. This sword was an exceptionally powerful treasure that even the Holy Dragon General Academy couldn’t pull out. Now that Sikong Jing had done it, a deal was certainly possible without any issues.

Academies could have exchanges of interests; Sikong Jing’s offering of the sword was giving them a substantial benefit.

Then, Chang Wang looked deeply at Sikong Jing and said, "Not only is the deal acceptable, but if you are willing to join the Long Night Heavenly Dao Palace, I will immediately promote you to the second position of the Heavenly Dao Palace and recommend you for cultivation at the Heavenly Dao General Academy."

After all, who wouldn’t want such a Martial Arts genius?