Berserk God of War
Chapter 502: Blood Stains Golden Dragon Mountain

Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Blood Stains Golden Dragon Mountain

Atop Golden Dragon Mountain, Qin Heng and his group, although hearing the situation below, were now unable to take care of themselves.

The experts from Wangyou Sect were too strong; they kept losing ground.

Originally, there were several formations on Golden Dragon Mountain, but now nearly all had been shattered by Wangyou Sect’s people. They had managed to hold out until now thanks to the formations, but without them, they feared that they would start to lose lives.

"Damn it, we must not let them go help Mo Ci, otherwise the Palace Master and Tan Yue will be in danger," Wu Ding said, wiping the blood from his mouth.

Now, with the help of Sikong Jing, the Palace Master and Tan Yue could barely manage to fight back, but if they couldn’t hold off these powerful enemies from Wangyou Sect and allow them to reinforce, they would be completely doomed.

Just then, an old woman from Wangyou Sect ominously said, "Well, well, the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, but let’s end this game right here!"

As soon as her words fell, frost gathered.

Qin Heng and the others trembled violently, the terrifying power of the frost making them feel the world’s heartlessness, as if sensing within the frost an absolute, ruthless intention to kill.

They clenched their fists tightly and finally spat out one word: "Fight!"

No sooner had the word ’fight’ been spoken, suddenly, a mad voice echoed from afar: "Vice Palace Master Qin, we are here."

Another voice followed: "Daddy, we are here!"

Suddenly, demon dragons filled the sky, fiercely rushing up Golden Dragon Mountain, with knights on each dragon’s back.

All were people from the Holy Dragon Palace.

One group was led by the instructor Wen Hu, and the other by the leaders Qin Lao and Baili Que, along with other students and apprentices.

Just as Sikong Jing had instructed that demon dragon, every single dragon and person from Long Night Saint Dragon Palace had come to fight.

Qin Heng trembled intensely, his eyes wide as he growled low, "What are you doing here? Didn’t I tell you not to come?"

To the terrifying Wangyou Sect, ordinary instructors and students were of no use and would just be sacrificing themselves needlessly.

Therefore, Qin Heng had initially instructed them to hide, and if anything happened, to find a way to flee, preserving the future and lineage of Long Night Saint Dragon Palace. But why had they come charging in?

"Dad, now is the moment of life and death for Long Night Saint Dragon Palace; we must fight," Qin Lao declared firmly.

Wen Hu, pointing at the fierce battle in the sky where Shen Qingye was fighting against Mo Ci, said determinedly, "Dragging them out a bit longer gives us a greater chance of victory. We are not afraid of death!"

"Right, we are not afraid of death!" the people of Holy Dragon Palace shouted in unison.

"Those afraid of death do not deserve to join Holy Dragon Palace. We are willing to die here," they chorused.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

With these bold words, Wen Hu, Qin Lao, and the others, riding demon dragons, wildly threw themselves at the powerful enemies from Wangyou Sect, and at this moment, whether instructors or students, many of them used the Beast Skills taught by Sikong Jing.

They merged with the demon dragons they rode, their battle intent boiling over.

"A bunch of ants, a rabble crowd," the Wangyou Sect’s powerhouses roared in anger, thinking they could have resolved the battle quickly and gone to support Mo Ci Sect Master, but unexpectedly at this time, the entire Holy Dragon Palace had mobilized.

"Kill, harvest them!"

Following an elder’s command, the powerful elites from Wangyou Sect split into two groups.

One group charged at Qin Heng and his people while the other group targeted Wen Hu, Qin Lao, and the so-called rabble.

The battle was extremely fierce, filled with screams and the sounds of combat...

Suddenly, among the demon dragon group, Shi Tingxuan from Cloud Dragon Mountain, the second in command, burst out laughing wildly, "I’ve chopped one down."

As he spoke, he lifted up the head of a Wangyou Sect expert high.

This scene profoundly shocked everyone from Holy Dragon Palace, and the previously frightened students of Holy Dragon Palace turned red-eyed.

It turned out that the elites from Wangyou Sect could also kill their minor pupils, if they were ruthless enough.

"Kid, go to die."

Just then, a furious middle-aged woman from the Wangyou Sect charged at Shi Tingxuan, intending to obliterate him.

The next instant... Aow!

A demon dragon stood in front of Shi Tingxuan and was blasted into flesh by the middle-aged woman in front of him, covering Shi Tingxuan in blood, making him tremble all over, his eyes bloodshot, tears streaming down his face.

"Cloud Leaping Saber Technique, kill!"

Shi Tingxuan screamed frantically, his body blending into the mist and merging with the blood and flesh of the tragically slain demon dragon, stabbing at the middle-aged woman opposite him.

"I, Baili Que, have also taken one down."

Suddenly, another distinct shout rose to the sky, from the characteristically silent and cold Baili Que, an abnormal sound coming from her. Her delicate body dripping with blood, her stunning face filled with insanity.

"Aaaaah..."

"Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, I will make sure you all perish, leaving no one alive."

The group of strong women from Wangyou Sect let out pig-like screams, piercing everyone’s eardrums, as they madly harvested lives.

Wu Ding was slapped away with a palm, crashing into a building, with no sign of life.

"Master Wu..."

"I’ll damn kill you all."

The usually gentle and polite Qin Heng cursed wildly, his true Qi erupting furiously from his body. He broke through several realms in succession, forgetting all about diplomacy, fighting to the death.

Golden Dragon Mountain was stained with a layer of blood, making one go mad.

Suddenly, the thudding sound of footsteps rose, shaking the entire Golden Dragon Mountain.

A series of dark figures leaped up from the Golden Dragon Mountain Path, led by Sikong Jing and the fighters from the Absolute Night Wolf Guards and Dark Wing Camp. They had finally overwhelmed the oppressive force of the Golden Dragon Mountain Path with their battle aura and climbed up.

Since they were suppressing the pressure from the mountain path rather than facing a regular challenge, they would not fall into a coma as someone who had successfully challenged the path for the first time might.

The aura of two hundred thousand men was still at its strongest.

Among them, many were breaking through, just as Sikong Jing had said, at least advancing by one great realm after passing through the path.

At this moment, Sikong Jing stood at the forefront of the two troops.

Looking around, there was nothing but blood, dragon corpses, and human corpses.

Most of them belonged to the Holy Dragon Palace. Sikong Jing clenched his fists tightly and bellowed loudly, "Members of the Holy Dragon Palace, I am Sikong Jing. Now, everyone withdraw from the battlefield and leave it to me."

The sound crashed through the entirety of Golden Dragon Mountain, jolting everyone present.

They instinctively looked towards Sikong Jing... and at this moment, the Wangyou Sect’s powerful fighters suddenly erupted. The leading old woman menacingly shouted, "Sikong Jing, you still dare to come here seeking death."

They were in cahoots with Mo Ci, naturally wanting to capture Sikong Jing alive to make their Young Sect Master Wang Ge even stronger.

They were utterly heartless, not showing any mercy or leniency just because Sikong Jing was the Young Sect Master’s brother, and they had clearly heard about the couple’s deception of the Sect Master.

For Sikong Jing, their hatred was deep in their bones.

As soon as the words fell, a group of Wangyou Sect’s strong players charged at Sikong Jing, heading straight for him.

"Ajing, be careful!" Qin Heng, clutching his chest, staggered and shouted wildly.

With the Blue Cloud Sword in his hands, Sikong Jing faced the strong fighters of the Wangyou Sect and shouted lowly, "Dark Wing Black Burning Sword, unite and bombard!"