Berserk God of War
Chapter 569: I, Iron Bone Clang

Chapter 569: Chapter 569: I, Iron Bone Clang

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture had already appeared in the sky above the Eighth Branch, and a furious voice exclaimed, "That kid named Sikong Jing, get out here!"

Just then, a second terrifying presence soared into the sky. It was the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, "Iron Bone Flying Vulture, Sikong Jing has been expelled from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace; now you get out..."

In the next instant, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture responded in shock, "Seven Transformation Divine Dragon? When did you reach the Reverse Soul Realm?"

Although the Seven Transformation Divine Dragon had evolved into the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture still didn’t know about its transformation but could still sense its original aura. The two demon beasts had known each other before.

There was a time when the Iron Bone Flying Vulture had beaten up the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon.

"Mind your own business..."

Upon hearing this, the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon roared and then opened its dragon mouth and bit at the Iron Bone Flying Vulture. It had suddenly received an order; Sikong Jing said to keep the Iron Bone Flying Vulture, so that was what it would do.

In a blink, a great battle between the Reverse Soul Realm demon beasts broke out in the skies above the Eighth Branch, shaking Long Night Imperial City.

At this moment, Beigong Da still stood rooted to the spot, talking to himself.

"Sikong Jing is just like the legends say, incredibly troublesome. Now there are two Reverse Soul Realm demon beasts fighting because of him. Should I still seek protection from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace?"

He hesitated once again.

But thinking about the terrible and heartless Wangyou Sect, he eventually had no choice but to go.

The two great Reverse Soul Realm demon beasts were still fighting, but with the addition of Shen Qingye and Tan Yue, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture was losing. It howled loudly, attempting to flee, but in the next instant, the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace had already set a trap.

Sikong Jing sent a message saying to keep it.

So, in the end, under the siege of the people and dragons of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture let out a reluctant roar.

"Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, you outnumber us, you lack martial virtue!"

Having said this, it was bombarded by the masters of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace and ended this inexplicable battle...

The terror of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace deepened in people’s hearts once again.

Of course, there was also Sikong Jing’s unmatched prowess in combat. He had slain another Dao Inquiry Realm expert, which was terrifying.

At the same time, the information that Sikong Jing was a Beast Tamer was gradually spreading, although many people didn’t believe it, saying how could a single sentence turn the Ice Soul Cold Eagle against them unless the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon secretly helped!

...

Meanwhile, Sikong Jing, accompanied by Su Yuexi, had returned to the Eighth Branch and then proceeded to the Ancient Dragon Seal Tower. By now, the subdued Iron Bone Flying Vulture was trapped within the Dragon Seal.

Its eyes were blood-red as it roared continuously.

Upon seeing Sikong Jing, Tan Yue asked, "Ajing, what do you want with the Iron Bone Flying Vulture?"

Tilting his head, Sikong Jing laughed, "Of course, to subdue it, to have a second Reverse Soul Realm demon beast in our Long Night Saint Dragon Palace."

Upon hearing this, Tan Yue and the nearby Shen Qingye and others were stunned and gawked at the Iron Bone Flying Vulture. Was Sikong Jing joking about subduing the Iron Bone Flying Vulture? Impossible, right?

Such Reverse Soul Realm terrifying demon beasts were not something just anyone could tame.

They could speak human language and their intelligence was no less than that of humans, and being Fierce Beasts, they would not easily submit to humans even in death... Moreover, they were extremely hard to kill by even their peers.

So even if captured alive, it was of little use.

Without further explanation, Sikong Jing strode into the imprint of the Golden Divine Dragon.

Though the Iron Bone Flying Vulture was bound, it remained fiercely aggressive. Facing Sikong Jing, it roared furiously, "Boy, you actually want to tame me? Don’t even think about it, I am famously unyielding."

"Also, what exactly is that treasure from a Fierce Beast on you? I want to devour it."

It still stubbornly believed, Sikong Jing only managed to tame the Ice Soul Cold Eagle with a single drink because he surely had some treasures on him.

After the aura of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts burst forth, the demon beasts wouldn’t think it was the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts themselves, only that it was the aura of some dreadful Fierce Beast or Divine Beast.

The unintelligent demon beasts would think Sikong Jing was a young offspring of a Fierce Beast Divine Beast.

The intelligent ones, however, would think he was carrying some treasure, a heaven-defying treasure that could allow them to evolve.

"What do you think?"

Sikong Jing smiled as he continued to approach, then declared, "Iron Bone Flying Vulture, submit to me."

"Impossible, I am made of solid bone, I’d rather die than submit to being a human’s mount. If you’ve got the courage, release me now and let me fight the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon alone for eight hundred rounds."

The temper of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture was extremely volatile as it sneered repeatedly, "Kid, even if you capture me, don’t dream of killing me. My body is of invincible iron bone, not even the Seven Symbols Heavenly Dragon can bite through it."

Even though it was trapped, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture remained overwhelmingly defiant, never compromising.

However, just then, Sikong Jing suddenly reached out his hand and placed it on the Iron Bone Flying Vulture’s head, and in the next instant, the latter’s agitated mood immediately froze as it widened its eyes.

"You, you, you... What the hell kind of Fierce Beast are you?"

The moment Sikong Jing’s hand touched it, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture suddenly felt a terrifying pressure.

Its entire body’s blood was about to coagulate...

That was the aura of a genuine pure-blooded Fierce Beast, fear in its heart instantly triggered as it then began to struggle frantically, its eyes turning blood-red as it said, "It’s not a treasure, you have the genuine bloodline of a Fierce Beast within you."

"I want to devour you, let me devour you!"

Suddenly, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture went mad, the bloodline aura of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts once again triggering its most insane desire.

Again, the rule was that younglings were for devouring to evolve.

But now, held down by the power of various measures and the Holy Dragon claw prints from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, the Iron Bone Flying Vulture could only struggle in place, yet was unable to bite Sikong Jing who was just within reach.

The feeling of powerlessness made its inner desire nearly explode.

While the powerful individuals of the Holy Dragon Palace remained cautious, Sikong Jing suddenly said, "Devour me? Then I’d better devour you first."

Having said that, Sikong Jing suddenly opened his mouth, and drew in a breath toward the wound of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture.

Whish...

In an instant, blood surged out violently, like a stream of blood flowing directly into the mouth of Sikong Jing.

Afterward, the people of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace watched in shock as the blood of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture, upon entering Sikong Jing’s mouth, was swallowed, and in just a dozen breaths, he had swallowed at least several times his own volume of blood...

But strangely enough, Sikong Jing’s body didn’t burst, not even his stomach bulged.

The scene was eerily terrifying to the extreme.

Sikong Jing was like an endless bucket, crazily devouring the fresh blood of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture.

And what the people didn’t know was that, as the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, the moment the blood of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture entered his body, it had been disassembled into power and was instantly absorbed by all the meridians in his body.

The True Qi within Sikong Jing also surged, and in an instant, he broke through a small first layer of realm.

"Stop, stop quickly..."

The Iron Bone Flying Vulture finally came to its senses, screaming madly with a deep fear in its eyes. It had already lost twenty percent of its blood in just a dozen breaths, and continuing like this would kill it.

Sikong Jing didn’t continue sucking, and upon hearing this, he stopped and asked lightly, "Do you submit?"