Berserk God of War
Chapter 501: Baptism of Blood and Tears

Chapter 501: Chapter 501: Baptism of Blood and Tears

"Wooo..."

The Seven Transformation Divine Dragon issued a pained growl.

But feeling the presence of Sikong Jing, the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, it didn’t dare to thrash about or flee, enduring the pain no matter how intense.

Now, the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon was not only being assaulted by the Demon Intent within the demon blood but also by the tearing sensation of its expanding meridians, a torment beyond what ordinary dragons could bear. Yet it dared not even struggle.

Because this evolution was the will of a higher Fierce Beast, a command from the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts!

As time slowly passed, the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon began to change. More branches sprouted from the horns on its head, the golden scales on its body started to shimmer with rainbow light, and its lengthy flesh wings kept growing...

"Aooo..."

Time passed, and the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon let out a thunderous roar, signaling the completion of its evolution.

The demonic power inside it grew even more terrifying, as it made a significant breakthrough in its realm.

Originally, its realm was comparable to Shen Qingye’s, but now it had far surpassed that level. Its current form closely resembled the legendary Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon, exuding a powerful and overwhelming presence.

"Seven Transformation Divine Dragon, now you are the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon."

"Don’t ask anything else for now. Palace Master Shen and Institute Master Tan are in grave danger. Go support them immediately."

With Sikong Jing’s words, the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon gazed deeply at Sikong Jing before issuing a long, piercing roar and charged, with its colorful demonic power, towards the Divine Spaceship where Mo Ci was.

At that moment, the Divine Spaceship was still intact, indicating Mo Ci’s composure.

On the other hand, Shen Qingye and Tan Yue were covered in blood, looking extremely ragged.

But their gazes, along with those of the other three, were all focused on the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, which said in a deep voice, "Wangyou Sect, I am the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, the guardian beast of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace. Invaders shall perish!"

Its voice, no longer stiff due to the breakthrough and evolution, exerted a terrifying Dragon Power that overwhelmed Mo Ci, exhaling Dragon Breath.

Tan Yue’s eyes widened as he looked over at Shen Qingye and asked, "Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon? When did we snag the Holy Dragon Palace’s guardian beast?"

He had spent so many years at the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace and had never heard of the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon.

In the midst of his relentless battle with Mo Ci, he had no opportunity to observe the evolution of the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingye couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth and cast Tan Yue a withering look, saying, "Have you drunk yourself stupid? The Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon is the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon. That kid named Sikong Jing gave it that power-up."

At that, Tan Yue was visibly shaken, his mouth hanging open as he murmured to himself, "Who the hell is that kid, exactly?"

"Don’t know, but we’ll find out after we take care of Wangyou Sect," Shen Qingye stated icily.

Meaning, if they didn’t defeat Mo Ci from Wangyou Sect, they would be the ones to die, and they wouldn’t learn anything.

Wasting no more words, Shen Qingye leaped from the battered Wind Travel Battle Dragon onto the back of the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon.

"Kill!"

In an instant, Shen Qingye’s true Qi merged with the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon’s demonic power, and their combined might surged, as they fiercely attacked Mo Ci, declaring, "Mo Ci, the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace is no place for your wild antics."

Boom, boom, boom...

Shen Qingye delivered thousands of sword strikes in quick succession. With the power of the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, she could finally contend with Mo Ci.

Meanwhile, Tan Yue, with fire in his eyes and a twitching mouth, exclaimed, "Damn, damn, damn, now Shen Qingye is stronger than me again. I can’t stand being weaker than her... Six Symbols Dragon Sword, merge with me!"

Suddenly, it seemed Tan Yue had comprehended something in the presence of the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon. He almost became one with the Six Symbols Dragon Sword, piercing through the Divine Spaceship with a single thrust, and then he, too, achieved a breakthrough in his own realm.

"Haha, I’ve broken through too, kill!" Tan Yue laughed wildly as he lunged forward with his sword.

...

On one side, Sikong Jing, after losing the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon, held Su Yuexi as they free-fell from the high sky.

Suddenly, a demon dragon, surpassing the Daoist Martial Five Realms in breath, burst out from Demon Dragon Valley and caught the two steadily.

Sikong Jing’s recent modification of the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon had been fully witnessed by this demon dragon.

Moreover, both Sikong Jing and Su Yuexi were apprentices of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, and any demon dragon would have come to their rescue, yet this one was the most powerful being in the Demon Dragon Valley.

Therefore, it arrived the fastest.

As soon as Sikong Jing landed on the dragon’s back, he gently instructed, "After you let us down, go gather all the demon dragons of the Demon Dragon Valley, no matter their size, no matter their strength..."

"Let them bring all the apprentices, students, and instructors; we will slaughter the invaders together."

As he spoke, a murderous aura roiled throughout Sikong Jing’s body...

"I need everyone from the Holy Dragon Palace to take part in this battle."

"The Long Night Saint Dragon Palace has many enemies, and all of us, humans and dragons alike, must fight to the death, must grow stronger."

"We all must go through the baptism of blood and tears to become more formidable."

At these words, the demon dragon beneath Sikong Jing trembled all over and nodded its head heavily.

Although Sikong Jing did not carry the aura and will of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts while speaking, his voice still inspired complete conviction and obedience from the dragon below.

Unwittingly, Sikong Jing was no longer just a mere Fierce Beast cub.

Even without deliberately releasing his aura, he could evoke an inexplicable sense of conviction among the demon beasts, the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts was growing up.

In a blink, Sikong Jing and Su Yuexi landed, and the demon dragon turned and flew back into Demon Dragon Valley...

"Yue Xi, let’s go."

As the demon dragon departed, Sikong Jing took Su Yuexi’s hand and rushed towards the Dark Wing Camp and the Absolute Night Wolf Guards surging towards Golden Dragon Mountain. When the two of them met up with the two forces, they had just stopped at the base of Golden Dragon Mountain.

"Stop!"

Sikong Jing raised his hand and commanded, "Next, you’ll face a terrifying trial. Everyone must prepare themselves mentally. We will overbear the atmosphere of the Golden Dragon Mountain Path with the momentum of our Dark Wing Camp and Absolute Night Wolf Guards."

"That is, our momentum must be stronger than that of the Golden Dragon Mountain Path, or we will surely die."

Having said this, Sikong Jing slowly swept his gaze over the Absolute Night Wolf Guards and the Dark Wing Camp Soldiers, then reiterated, "But as long as we push through, I guarantee that each of you will break through a Great Realm. Now follow me... up the mountain!"

Boom...

Just as Sikong Jing led two hundred thousand Dark Wing Camp Soldiers and seven hundred Absolute Night Wolf Guards up the Golden Dragon Mountain Path, a terrifying pressure from the path bore down on everyone, causing their complexions to change dramatically.

Now, the pressure of the Golden Dragon Mountain Path had no effect on Sikong Jing anymore, but he spoke slowly.

"Do not fear. Perhaps one of you can’t make it, perhaps ten of you can’t, but we have two hundred thousand. We have the momentum of the Dark Wing Camp and the Absolute Night Wolf Guards."

"We are soldiers who go into battle unafraid of life and death."

Everyone trembled, their complexions suddenly firmed up, and two hundred thousand people, with the spirit of fierce blood, madly ascended Golden Dragon Mountain.

Sikong Jing, leading the way at the front, held Su Yuexi’s hand tightly.

His gaze was resolute; he had to lead all the soldiers across the challenges of the Golden Dragon Mountain Path, for if they collapsed, all two hundred thousand soldiers would be severely injured by the mountain path’s pressure.

By then, to say nothing of ascending Golden Dragon Mountain to provide support, everyone would be slaughtered.

This was a path that the Dark Wing Camp and the Absolute Night Wolf Guards had to take; only through this could victory be assured.