Berserk God of War-Chapter 716: Thousand Cuts and Slices, Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena

Chapter 716: Chapter 716: Thousand Cuts and Slices, Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena

"Father Emperor, it wasn’t us who said it; Second Brother was the one who wanted to vie for the throne,"

"Father Emperor, it’s truly a relief that you haven’t passed away. I was so worried just now."

"Father Emperor, Ji Tan is truly despicable. He deserves to die a thousand deaths!"

Although shocked that their Father Emperor was still alive, each prince quickly reacted. Some seized the chance to push Second Prince down further, thinking if they got rid of Ji Tan and then the Second Brother, their own chances would increase significantly.

Others burst into various cries of rage, furiously denouncing Ji Tan and running towards Ji Shengmang.

The Second Prince felt a surge of anger at his mother, giving Ji Tan a hateful glare before hastily kowtowing repeatedly to Ji Shengmang.

"Your Majesty..."

Finally, the ministers, feeling as if they had seen a ghost, also started running.

As they ran, they shouted and even squeezed out tears, regardless of which faction they supported, they all desperately showed their allegiance...

Of course, Beigong Xianfeng also hurriedly rushed over after just learning the news of His Majesty’s survival.

Sikong Jing had also just learned of Ji Shengmang’s survival, but he did not show much emotional fluctuation, only feeling somewhat curious as to how Ji Shengmang had managed to survive under such circumstances.

His sister had not said, so naturally, Sikong Jing did not know.

Eventually, he did not delve deeper and suddenly lowered his head to look at Yan Ruyu, who was quivering like mud.

Her teeth clattered as she knelt down and said, "Sikong Jing, please spare me, I am willing to be your dog... Woof woof woof!"

She had escaped from Sikong Jing’s hands several times before, and this time she could not possibly escape.

Now, her only chance of survival was if Sikong Jing’s heart softened, and she started imitating a dog’s bark, still trembling violently all over.

Yan Ruyu regretted her actions profoundly, wishing she had known Sikong Jing would achieve what he had today, she wouldn’t have harmed him and would have peacefully remained by his side as a little woman... Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Sikong Jing, however, did not crumble under her manipulation as she had hoped.

Yan Ruyu’s regret was tinged with reluctance.

She didn’t think she lost, but that she was ruined by the useless Ji Tan. She hoped for Sikong Jing’s mercy for a chance to rise again; she still wanted to continue being Empress.

Now, she prepared countless pleas in her heart to beg Sikong Jing to spare her life...

However, a look of utter disgust flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes, followed by him looking up at the 66th Army and ordered, "Sui Yu, stay back and deal with Yan Ruyu... cut her a thousand times!"

With that command, Yan Ruyu’s dog-like barking ceased, and she collapsed to the ground, frantically begging for mercy...

But, Sikong Jing paid her no heed.

"Brother, leave it to me!" On this side, Sui Yu stepped forward, holding a small knife in his hand.

The next moment, Yan Ruyu’s piercing screams spread throughout the Imperial Palace,

while Sikong Jing no longer paid attention. To him, Yan Ruyu was just a despicable clown now, he might soften his heart for anyone, but for Yan Ruyu... never.

He, however, had more important matters to attend to.

"Dark Wing Palace, Absolute Night Wolf Guards... follow me back to Long Night Saint Dragon Palace," Sikong Jing bellowed.

Instantly, the crowd roared into action, mounting their flying mounts and charging towards the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

Seeing this, a minister quickly thought of a plan, sneering at Ji Shengmang, "Your Majesty, Sikong Jing is disrespecting you by leaving without even a word of consultation. Such arrogance must be severely suppressed."

This minister had thrown his lot in with Ji Tan, thinking now only of how to survive.

However, the response he got was Ji Shengmang’s icy gaze, "Take this fool out and behead him first."

A moment later, a head of a good man fell to the ground.

The entire assembly of ministers trembled in shock... and they also clearly understood that Sikong Jing was now His Majesty’s untouchable sore spot.

Next, what Ji Shengmang needed to do was naturally to reorganize the Imperial Palace, executing those who needed to be executed, imprisoning those who needed imprisonment, rewarding those who deserved it!

Ji Tan, Cheng Yusu, Huang Yu, and others... all were thrown into the Heavenly Prison, to be beheaded at noon tomorrow at the Long Night Imperial Execution Department and displayed to the public.

After everything had quieted down somewhat, Beigong Xianfeng asked in a soft voice, "Your Majesty, how did you..."

At this point, he paused.

Ji Shengmang then smiled slightly and said, "How did I survive? Because of Wang Ge, because Sikong Jing’s sister saved me."

After this brief answer, Ji Shengmang quickly asked, "What is the situation at the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace? Should we go to support them?"

Beigong Xianfeng, with a distant look in his eyes, spoke in a low voice, "Your Majesty, rest assured, with the Wangyou Sect there, there won’t be a problem."

After pausing, Beigong Xianfeng continued, "Both Your Majesty and I owe a lot to the Sikong siblings, and Ajing has once again exceeded my expectations, advancing wildly like a runaway wild horse. Perhaps it won’t be long before he leaves the East Plain Northern Land."

With the last sentence, Beigong Xianfeng’s voice gradually grew hoarse with emotion.

At these words, Ji Shengmang trembled slightly and asked softly, "Does the Old Commander mean... Overlord Commerce?"

"Yes, Ajing will undoubtedly reach the top 18 of the East Plain Thousand Dominator List, and Overlord Commerce will definitely make him leave," Beigong Xianfeng replied with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He had always said Sikong Jing would become the National Guardian War God of the Long Night Empire, yet he also knew Sikong Jing could not stay in the Long Night Empire forever.

But his progress was too fast, simply too miraculous.

And Overlord Commerce, it wasn’t an organization that served martial artists without expecting something in return; secrets were hidden within it.

Ji Shengmang fell silent for a while, eventually sighing and saying, "After all the matters have settled down, we’ll find Ajing and have a good talk. Maybe he wants to stay."

To this, Beigong Xianfeng could only nod as the two continued dealing with the aftermath.

...

Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, Golden Dragon Mountain!

A massive transparent barrier suddenly appeared in the square in front of the Golden Dragon Mountain compound.

At this moment, on one side of the barrier, Shen Qingye stood with the members of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, trembling, their faces horribly grim. It wasn’t that the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace had been breached, but rather that something had happened which left them powerless.

The abrupt barrier was none other than the Heavenly Dao Academy’s most famous treasure, the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena.

Inside the barrier, two young men were engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

One wore the attire of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and the other that of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

However, at this moment, the student from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace was being toyed with, overwhelmed with blows, continuously vomiting blood.

The Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena was the presence that made Shen Qingye and Tan Yue powerless; they simply couldn’t break through, and could only watch in desperation as their disciple was savagely beaten, unable to intervene.

"Shen Qingye, did you really think our Heavenly Dao Academy couldn’t deal with you?"

"Surrender now and hand over Sikong Jing’s wife, and it’s still not too late."

At that moment, a cold, arrogant voice came from the other side of the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena, the voice of Chang Wang, the Palace Master of the Long Night Heavenly Dao Palace.

Now, the people from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace and the Heavenly Dao Academy were arrayed on opposite sides of the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena.

One side displayed helpless indignation, and the other was seen as aloft, strategizing from above.

Chang Wang, once trapped by Sikong Jing in the Sword Cave at Drunk Dragon Mountain, had been compelled to bow down to the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

This time, Pang Ruanyi of the Heavenly Dao General Academy sought revenge for his older brother Pang Yingjiang.

As the Palace Master of the Long Night Heavenly Dao Palace, it was natural for Chang Wang to take the lead.

Upon arriving with the forces of the Heavenly Dao General Academy, they initially exerted terrifying power to dominate, but Shen Qingye, Tan Yue, and others unleashed strength that they couldn’t believe, causing the overpowering plan to fail.

Of course, if they initiated a battle to the death, they were still confident they could destroy the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.

But the Heavenly Dao General Academy did not want to make any sacrifices within the small Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, so they pulled back from battle and instead threw out the treasure, the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena, to force the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace to send their disciples to fight.

The Long Night Saint Dragon Palace naturally did not want to fight, but they had to...

Because the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Arena could forcefully pull a person into one-on-one combat.