Beast God of War

Why did Emperor Xuanyu frantically and quickly revive after being blasted to death by the old monster of the war beast in the Hell Array?
Why did the God-Eating Witch ask him, "Knowing you can't win, why do you still fight?"
He was no longer immortal once he left the Hell Array.

Because of what Emperor Xuanyu had in mind, he wanted to use his blood to stain the space where Sikong Jing had been blasted to death, so that Sikong Jing, whose soul had already been scattered, could use his blood to condense his remaining soul.

Finding even the slightest opening, one enters the cycle of reincarnation.

Emperor Xuanyu, who had consumed the Fruit of Hell, wanted to burn himself to the extreme to feed the Fruit of Hell's properties into Sikong Jing's scattered soul, so that Sikong Jing would have a chance to revive.

Even if there's only a sliver of a chance, you have to fight for it with your life.

But Emperor Xuanyu, of course, wouldn't reveal this plan; he only fantasized about it in his mind...

On the surface, he roared at the old monster beast...

"Yes, I'm going to fight you to the death. Even if I die, I'll make sure the rules of the Burial Emperor see it..."

"Even if we are just tiny puppets, we can unleash our greatest energy and take a bite out of its flesh."

"And you are a henchman of the Burial Emperor's rules, you must die!"

The sound roared outwards, deafeningly loud in the minds of the beings in the two great worlds.

Emperor Xuanyu continued to burn his blood, desperately attacking the old monster beast, trying to keep it from escaping. Whatever he thought or said was his truest feeling.

To save Sikong Jing, and also to ignite the flame in the hearts of countless people...

At the same time, he said this in order to prevent the Burial Emperor Rules from suspecting that the matter of saving Sikong Jing must not be known to the Burial Emperor Rules, otherwise even if Sikong Jing gathered his remnant soul, it would be difficult for him to enter reincarnation.

"You're completely insane, I can't be bothered to fight you..."

The old monster's lips twitched; it was still as mentioned above...

It can't be injured too badly now, otherwise it would be easy to be pulled back into the Hell Array and then suppressed, which would be ridiculous. So after taking the attack from Xuan Yu, it tore through space and time and left.

Watching the old monster beast depart, Emperor Xuanyu stopped his frantic pursuit and pondered to himself...

"The same..."

"Only by forcing you to get injured and then forcing you to leave can Sikong Jing's remnant soul be gathered without being discovered."

If the old monster of the war beasts stays here...

If Sikong Jing's remnant soul were to truly coalesce, it might be discovered. Therefore, Emperor Xuanyu's actions were not only to deceive the rules of the Burial Emperor, but also to deceive the old monster of the War Beast.

But the burning of his blood did not stop; instead, he turned to look at the Yuan Zhou army...

He drank again with a bang...

"Therefore, people followed me to form a battle formation, with me as the center, to blast the invaders from the primordial universe."

"I will burn until my last drop of blood..."

It is unknown whether Sikong Jing's remnant soul can be condensed, so Emperor Xuanyu's bloodshed must continue. He must do everything he can, and only by burning to the last drop of blood can he have the greatest chance.

In an instant, the entire universe was connected, and the Xuan Yu Emperor's weapon-killing array patterns bombarded the primordial universe once again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Yuan Zhou's side was already caught off guard by Han Yu's flames of revenge, and now with the addition of the burning Xuan Yu Emperor, they were naturally even more passive, and the screams became more and more frequent.

The sound of "waaaaaa" continued...

Even Yu Mang couldn't withstand the frenzied attacks of Emperor Xuan Yu and coughed up blood.

"Retreat, retreat first..."

Emperor Shengwei was also seriously injured. He shouted, "Sikong Jing is dead. There's no need to fight the madman Hanyu. Now, everyone retreat to the depths of the Tomb of the Burial Emperor..."

For Yuan Zhou, there was indeed no need to continue fighting. Han Yu was currently at his most reckless and fearless, so he had to avoid his attacks first.

Next, with the old monster of the War Beast in charge of the Primordial Great World, what's there to be afraid of...? Emperor Shengwei Zhengdi hasn't thought of anything yet. The old monster of the War Beast usually won't take action and will let the two great worlds continue to fight.

In short, with Sikong Jing dead, the greatest threat was gone.

But even as they retreated, Emperor Xuanyu did not want them to leave so easily, and continued to shout madly, "Follow me, chase them down!"

Since we're going to fight to the last drop of blood, we can't waste it; we have to keep killing.

in this way……

The mysterious powerful figures in the distance saw the originally weak Hanyu army, led by Emperor Xuanyu, chasing after the Yuanzhou army. They fought their way out of the Hanyu land and out of the Yuanling Seal Realm.

"That's insane..."

"This Sikong Jing is indeed terrifying; even the old monster of the War Beast almost fell to him."

Ma Kai sighed softly. The fact that Sikong Jing's death could drive Han Yuqi mad was something that not just anyone could do.

Nodding, the Holy Emperor Guangjue said softly, "In any case, this crisis of Emperor Burial caused by Sikong Jing has come to an end. The next two great worlds will return to normal..."

The spiritual images of the mysterious powerful figures looked at the Holy Emperor Guangjue, and said little more.

In fact, they were still filled with regret. Although they were forced into it, they actually wanted to continue. If they could be released, it would be exciting.

I'm so envious and jealous of the old monster who fights beasts.

Just as the spiritual images of the mysterious powerhouses were speaking, the location where Sikong Jing was blasted to his death...

At this moment, all the fragments of the Spirit Root Divine Willow had been scattered on the ground. Don't forget, just now Liu Duoye brought the Spirit Root Divine Willow here, only to have it torn to pieces by the old monster of the battle beast.

Therefore, this location is filled with a strong, jade-green vitality...

Liu Duoye did not set off with the army. She stood quietly on the blood-stained ground, murmuring to herself, "Sikong Jing, the vitality of the Spirit Root Divine Willow will forge your hope for life. You must condense a remnant soul."

Why did she bring the entire Spirit Root Divine Willow with her?

The reason is the same as that of Emperor Xuanyu; this is also to give Sikong Jing hope of condensing his remnant soul.

We must use life force to help Sikong Jing's vanished soul find its final resting place.

"Among so many remnant souls, which one belongs to Sikong Jing?"

Liu Duoye looked around and muttered to herself. At this moment, she saw countless remnants of souls rising in her eyes.

Those were the Hanyu soldiers who died on this land.

War kills countless people, and the malevolent energy of war and hatred can easily generate evil spirits.

But now, the vitality of the Spirit Root Divine Willow has eliminated all the malevolence, allowing these souls to fully awaken, and also allowing those who were scattered in the war to condense into remnant souls.

But Sikong Jing was blasted to death so brutally, could he really condense it?

In Liu Duoye's eyes, besides the jade-green vitality and the constantly rising remnant souls, there was also the blood energy belonging to the Xuanyu Emperor, which seemed to tint the jade-green light with a touch of blood red.

But Liu Duoye didn't know...

A faint trace of the aura of a hellish array flickered on a fragment of a spiritual root willow.

A wisp of smoke rose gently and then quickly disappeared into the fragments of the Divine Willow.

"My Hell Array is almost complete, but it absolutely cannot be exposed now. The Burial Emperor Rules are searching for me."

Within these fragments, a voice, inaudible to everyone else, softly resounded. (End of Chapter)