Beast God of War

Upon hearing this, Yan Yu trembled violently...

He glanced at Yan Yun instinctively; he dared not accept the challenge.

Although Sikong Jing was only a Third Tribulation Emperor, he had absolutely no confidence... Just now, Yan Yun's spirit shadow said that Sikong Jing's Fifth Tribulation was weak, but the tribulations of the dozen or so Beast Lords that followed were stronger than the last.

Even the enhanced version was destroyed by Sikong Jing with a single sword strike.

This is absolutely terrifying.

Yan Yun's spirit, of course, also knew that Sikong Jing was going against common sense, and if she had a face, it would definitely be ashen.

Suddenly, her ghostly form twisted and spoke...

"Who told you that I promised you fair competition?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Wu'an, Shan Qianshuo, and the others raised their eyebrows. Were they actually going to renege on their promise?
Ling Liao stepped forward: "You're an emperor, don't you have any shame?"

"Hmph, which of your ears heard me agree just now?"

Yan Yunling sneered repeatedly, determined to play dirty tricks to the end: "What I mean is, whoever has a higher realm is the master of the Spirit Seal Realm. If he can break through to the Seven Tribulation Emperor Realm now, I will acknowledge him."

As she spoke, she pointed at Sikong Jing…

In an instant, Yan Wang was so angry that her spirit almost dissipated. The other Yan Clan ancestors also twitched their lips, some even feeling ashamed and wanting to find a crack to crawl into. They really wanted to know how this woman had become an emperor in the first place.
At this moment, Tian Wu'an stepped out...

"Emperor Yan Yun, you just asked us why we should support Brother Sikong. You also witnessed the series of calamities that just occurred. Doesn't he deserve our support?"

The ancestral spirits of the Yan Clan looked at Yan Yun, about to offer some words of advice...

But Yan Yun interrupted him sharply: "Just tell me, has his cultivation level surpassed that of my Yan Yu?"

Twitching the corners of his mouth...

Tian Wu'an wanted to slap himself for being so stubborn and trying to reason with the old man.

At this moment, Yan Yu spoke up: "Ancestor, although young friend Sikong's cultivation level is not as high as mine, my potential is indeed not as high as his. I will not compete for the position of Lord of the Spirit Seal Realm."

He's different from Yan Yun; he's very clear-headed.

Given Sikong Jing's terrifying performance just now, there was no way he could win. There was no chance whatsoever. Tian Wu'an and the other two would not change their minds either, and he would be killed by Sikong Jing.

So he quickly tried to persuade Yan Yun...

“Let’s go back to the giant tomb complex. I will go into seclusion to cultivate until the War of the Burial Emperors begins, then I will come out.”

Yan Yu wants to hide in the giant tomb complex. He can come out later after absorbing all the inheritances of the Yan Clan's giant tomb complex.

But Yan Yun was very annoyed: "What are you cowardly for? I'm here..."

"Ancestor, you are already dead."

Yan Yu immediately interrupted, unable to suppress his thoughts...

You are now just a ghostly shadow after death. Even if the power of the giant tomb forces Tian Wu'an and the others to agree, can you still carry the giant tomb back to the Spirit Seal Realm with me?
You can't protect me, you can't be my support.

Seemingly enlightened by Yan Yu, Yan Yun finally agreed. She said in a doting voice, "Alright, let's go back to the giant tomb complex. I will definitely make you become an emperor within a thousand years and kill these trash who dare to look down on you."

Yan Yu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief...

The three Heavenly Emperors also breathed a sigh of relief; as long as they hid inside the giant tomb complex, Sikong Jing couldn't kill them.

"The Five Heavenly Emperors are really hard to kill."

Just as Yan Yu and the others were preparing to return to the giant tomb complex with Yan Yun, a faint voice rang out: "But I, Sikong Jing, refuse to believe in this evil. Today, there must be a settlement..."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yu turned around abruptly and stared intently at Sikong Jing.

Yan Yun's evil spirit emotions surged again, and she spoke in a cold voice...

"You little bastards, do you believe that I can use the power of the giant tomb complex to blast you all to death right now?"

Regarding this... *buzz!*

Sikong Jing suddenly waved his hand, creating a barrier that kept the non-core figures of the Spirit Seal Realm outside. He swept his gaze over the ancestral spirit figures of the Flame Clan present: "Esteemed elders of the Flame Clan, will you allow Yan Yun to annihilate us?"

An ancient ancestor of the Flame Clan appeared in a flash...

"Young brother, Yan Yu is, after all, a descendant of our Yan clan..."

"No matter what deep-seated hatred you may have had in the past, let's just stop here."

Upon hearing this, the other elder spirits of the Yan Clan nodded emphatically. Although they also disapproved of Yan Yun's shamelessness, Yan Yu was a direct descendant of their Yan Clan, and his talent was truly exceptional.

There is a chance to realize the potential of the Yan Clan Emperor; he cannot be killed.

They were prepared to mediate the conflict...

But Sikong Jing continued, "Then may I ask you senior members of the Yan Clan, what is the punishment for colluding with those from the Primordial Universe Great World?"

"Slay him..." Yan Wanglingying shouted at the opportune moment.

"Damn you! I've already said Yan Yu didn't collude, and you're still throwing mud at me?" Yan Yun was furious and cursed.

At the same time, Yan Yu coldly asked, "What evidence do you have that I colluded?"

Emperor Jinming is dead. Although his disciples Mingzhu and others are also in Yanwang's giant tomb, they can be silenced at any time.

Without evidence, the spirit shadows of the Yan Clan's ancestors will surely protect themselves.

"Senior Yan Wang's words are the evidence..."

"Similarly, my words are also evidence."

Sikong Jing spoke coldly, before Yan Yun could even begin to berate Yan Wang...

Suddenly, with a loud bang, Sikong Jing's beastly intent erupted, black scales immediately appeared on his body, and huge wings stretched out from his back, with six horns like weapons on his shoulders.

The spirit images of Yan Yun and the other ancestral figures of the Yan Clan were stunned.

At the same time, Tian Wu'an and Shan Qianshu were also stunned, and Yan Yu and the other three also gaped in disbelief.

"I, Sikong Jing, am the new Lord of All Beasts. Can my words be taken as evidence?"

hum...

The four members of Yan Yu were in a daze, while Tian Wu'an and Shan Qian Su exchanged bewildered glances...

Isn't the Lord of Beasts the Shadowmoon Rat?
How did it become Sikong Jing? But then it dawned on me that the Shadow Moon Demon Rat was just an incarnation of Sikong Jing.

The images of Sikong Jing and the Shadow Moon Demon Rat, along with their styles of doing things, flashed through their minds.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

The most shocked were the four members of Yan Yu. They had killed the previous Lord of Beasts, and they knew that the new Lord of Beasts had reappeared in the world, but it seemed that he had already entered the Great World of the Vast Universe.

I only found out now...

Sikong Jing is the Lord of All Beasts. The Lord of All Beasts who wore the Great World of the Vast Universe was Sikong Jing.

Suddenly, Yan Yun's spirit began to twist and contort wildly...

"You are the Lord of Beasts? I will kill you."

Yan Yun, who died at the hands of a certain generation of the Lord of Beasts, went completely mad. She frantically mobilized the power of her giant tomb array, and raging flames burned in the giant tomb complex, about to rush out... and destroy Sikong Jing.

But...buzz!

One after another, bursts of flames shot out, blocking Yan Yun's giant tomb energy. It was clear that all the ancestral spirits of the Yan Clan had made their move, stopping Yan Yun's madness.

"What are you doing? Are you betraying the Yan Clan?" Yan Yun asked frantically.

However, none of the spirit images of the Yan Clan's ancestors responded...

Instead, they stepped forward and bowed deeply to Sikong Jing, saying, "Greetings, Lord of All Beasts!" (End of Chapter)