Beast God of War

The mocking laughter of the War Beast Prince spread far and wide, his aim being to eradicate the Qin Zhen Merchant Guild.

In an instant, everyone in Qinyitai and the people in Qinzhen City were filled with despair.

On the luxurious tank...

The women of the Qinzhen Merchant Guild, led by Qin Yitai, were filled with grief, their faces deathly pale. But leaning against Zhan Da, even if they wanted to die, it was impossible for them.

"President, is there no way out for us?" A powerful figure behind Qin Yitai asked with a bitter smile.

Qin Yitai looked up at the sky, where no holy light had yet appeared...

Despair welled up in his heart. He was well aware of Sikong Jing's plan, but he knew that no emperor would help the Qinzhen Chamber of Commerce unless one was a true genius.

Without the Aurora Imperial Bloodline, the young master of the Wild Beasts has no chance of even the Great Emperor secretly intervening for him.

Without the Great Emperor of Wild Beasts behind them, and without any other Great Emperors, where would they find a way to survive?

On the other hand...

They are two young masters of the War Beast Clan, War Beasts hidden in the shadows, and even the Demon Beast Emperor, etc.

Previously, they had only one way out.

In other words, the Wild Beast Prince and the War Beast Prince reached a wager agreement. If the former won, he could save the lives of everyone in the Qinzhen Merchant Guild... But now, this path has been abruptly cut off by the War Beast Prince.

"We've survived for more than a year, which is quite lucky."

Qin Yitai addressed his subordinates, explaining that they were originally supposed to die at the hands of the Nine Heavens Alliance, but they had indeed lived a little longer.

He then thought of what Sikong Jing had said about the evil spirits and malevolent energy on the battlefield.

But there was no place to place one's hopes, no hope whatsoever.

How many battlefield spirits can Luo Luo collect using the Nine Heavens Sword Dao passed down to the Wild Beast Prince?
"Young Master Wild Beast is naive; he has absolutely no trump cards."

Finally, Qin Yitai closed his eyes...

It was just my own naivety. Young Master Wild Beast, he was just an innocent little demon beast who had never seen the cruelty of the world.

Of the entire Divine Universe Ship, only Mu Bujun remained relatively calm.

He spoke softly...

"Given the way Si... Young Master Wild Beast does things, if Zhan Da dares not agree to the bet, then he will be forced to agree."

"You don't need to rush."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to him. How could they force him?
At this moment, the young master of the wild beasts, in everyone's eyes, responded: "Young master of the war beasts, you are speaking a little too soon."

"Oh? Do you have some trump card up your sleeve that would make me, this young master, wager against you?" Zhan Da's eyes narrowed slightly.

At the same time, the aura of an emperor could be faintly felt in the surroundings.

In the hearts of the War Beast Clan, there must be a Great Emperor of the Wild Beasts behind the old man of the Wild Beasts.

It seems the Great Beast Emperor is about to make his appearance.

At this moment, the young master Zhan Shu, the War Beast Prince, sneered and said, "No matter what your trump cards are, you have no right to propose a wager."

With a deafening roar, the overwhelming power of the war beasts crashed down upon Sikong Jing.

But...buzz!

Before anyone could react, the old beast in the eyes of the onlookers suddenly transformed into a sword, abruptly slicing through space and the beastly might of the battle camp...

He then appeared in front of the latter and said coldly, "You, Young Master War Beast, are my trump card."

The cold smile on Zhan Shu's face vanished abruptly. Just as it was about to unleash its counterattack, five claws appeared before it.

With a soft "poof," the five claws pierced through all of the War Bureau's defenses as easily as cutting tofu.

Finally, I grabbed its neck.

Its movements were incredibly fast; in an instant... roar!
Completely unprepared, the War Department let out a deafening roar and instinctively tried to revert to its beast form.

But Sikong Jing suddenly pulled...

Just as Zhan Shu was about to transform into beast form, he forcibly pulled his spiritual image out of his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

The roar vanished instantly, and the warrior's body, which had reverted to its beast form, crashed to the ground.

At the same time, a spirit was already struggling wildly between Sikong Jing's five claws, emitting a deafening roar...

"Let me go, you damned old beast." In that instant... a buzzing sound.

The aura of an emperor surged forth from the surroundings, along with various terrifying forces that soared into the sky.

Sikong Jing's actions were all too fast; even the Great Emperor could only emit his aura and was unable to stop him.

At this moment, Sikong Jing's voice rang out again: "Anyone who dares to move will have their spirit image shattered!"

The sound swept in all directions, and the gaze swept around Qinzhen City, causing the various terrifying auras, whether overt or covert, to freeze.

thump...

Only at this moment did the War Beast, now devoid of its spirit shadow, fall heavily to the ground.

It smashed out a huge amount of smoke tips, which billowed up.

Sikong Jing, still holding the Spirit Shadow of the War Bureau, looked at Zhan Da again: "Young Master War Beast, your brother is in my hands now. You just said I was overthinking things, and your brother said I'm not qualified to gamble on the war..."

"Now, may I ask myself, am I qualified?"

The entire hall was deathly silent, save for Sikong Jing's calm and composed voice, which sounded so jarring.

“I didn’t have any trump cards before, but I do now. It was Young Master War Beast who personally gave me your younger brother as my trump card.”

After these words were spoken, the silence remained.

Zhan Da, unaware of what had happened, had already pushed aside the Qin Zhen women around him and stood on the chariot, his whole body radiating coldness.

One breath later... hiss!

Gasps, uproar, and disbelief filled the air.

Finally, someone spoke, their voice trembling...

"Both are Seven Tribulation Emperors, yet the young master of the War Beast was instantly killed in one move."

"Its spirit was forcibly dragged out by the old beastman as a hostage? Am I dreaming?"

Even though the young master Zhan Shu, the Beastmaster, hasn't reached the level of the three super geniuses...

But it is also a genius of the War Beast race. Apart from those three extraordinary figures, it is one of the strongest geniuses in the entire Primordial Universe. This is due to the inheritance of the War Beast bloodline.

But the old man from the desolate beast, with just one move, even if it was a sneak attack, was still outrageous.

Qin Yitai and the others subconsciously averted their gaze and looked at Mu Bujun, only then realizing what it meant for Bi Zhanda to agree to the bet.

"Young Master War Beast, may we make a pact now?" Sikong Jing urged, ignoring his surroundings.

Roar……

Just then, a roar rang out from within Qinzhen City.

A tall, middle-aged man appeared, exuding the aura of an emperor. He was none other than the transformed Emperor Zhan Ke.

It couldn't help but come out early, proving that the young master of the battle beast was also something it valued highly.

However, just as its beastly might struck Sikong Jing... Roar!

The War Department Spirit Shadow in Sikong Jing's hand let out another miserable howl, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound.

It was the sound of the spirit being dissolved that forced Zhan Ke to retreat, leaving him no choice but to fiercely withdraw his beastly might...

Sikong Jing stared at Zhan Ke before speaking...

"Great Emperor of War Beasts, as long as I sense even the slightest trace of your beastly might, the young master of War Beasts will surely die."

"I would also be honored to die alongside the young master of the War Beast."

The implication, of course, is that Zhan Ke should not act rashly, or else he would crush Zhan Shu's spirit shadow.

Cluck cluck cluck...

Whether it was Zhan Ke, Zhan Da, or the demonic beasts of the Zhan Shou clan, they all clenched their fists.

It emitted a chilling sound.

And Sikong Jing continued...

"I have nothing. No matter what threats you make, it's useless. Either we wager a war, or the young master of the War Beast will be buried with me." (End of Chapter)