Berserk God of War

At this moment, the Wanlu Sect Master forced himself to suppress the chill in his heart and mustered a smile on his face...

"Lord Qiu, I am the Wanlu Sect Master, and I am aware of your purpose in coming here."

"My apprentice spoke recklessly and nonsensically. I have already tied him down, and now I invite Lord Qiu to deal with him as you see fit."

As he spoke, the Wanlu Sect Master hesitated for a moment but ultimately threw Luo Chunye before the Qianwang Knights.

Just as he mentioned earlier in the courtyard, he needed to hand over Luo Chunye honestly first, then beg for mercy, and vow allegiance to the Qianwang Holy Tower. Only then could they spare them.

Now, the Qianwang Holy Tower urgently needs the support of the world. As long as one’s attitude is fitting, they won’t kill indiscriminately.

Indeed, Qiu Leiyin from Fenglei’s Generals laughed immediately upon seeing this, feeling that the Wanlu Sect Master was very tactful.

He did not say much but simply instructed his subordinates: "Capture and take away."

As soon as he finished speaking, two Qianwang Knights rushed forward and lifted Luo Chunye onto their mount.

At this moment...

In the corner of the courtyard, Sikong Jing’s eyes were slightly narrowed, and unbeknownst to anyone, a pure icy sword appeared in his hand.

This sight made the pupils of Xu He and other Beiming Hanshan disciples shrink rapidly.

What does this Sikong Buwang suddenly plan to do?

Apart from the Beiming Hanshan disciples tracking Sikong Jing, no one else noticed his presence.

Meanwhile, on the rooftop of another courtyard not far from the Wanlu Sect, an elder and a youth stood side by side. They were precisely Brother Zhang from the tavern and his elder...

Watching Luo Chunye being captured, Brother Zhang asked quietly, "Grandpa, is there really nothing we can do?"

Earlier, he left the tavern, hoping to consult his elder for a way to save Luo Chunye. Their relationship was very close. But upon returning to the courtyard, all he heard was his grandfather’s helpless chuckle.

Brother Zhang’s grandfather was also the Sect Leader of his sect.

But now, he only dared to watch in silence, making no moves. So Brother Zhang pressed further: "Grandpa..."

Before he could finish, his grandfather finally interrupted: "We can’t do anything."

"We simply can’t do anything, and we certainly can’t get involved... But Luo Chunye won’t die. It’s just that Wanlu Sect will have to become the pawn of Qianwang Holy Tower due to his drunken words."

"If we get involved, we’ll end up just like Wanlu Sect."

After hearing his grandfather’s explanation, Brother Zhang’s face gradually turned ashen.

As previously mentioned, he and Luo Chunye both supported the Overlord Commerce, and their sect was aligned with it.

Being a perceptive person, he understood his grandfather’s reasoning. Yet his eyes were filled with reluctance, and he spoke in a low voice: "It’s just a few drunken words, right? What does it say about Qianwang Holy Tower’s pettiness?"

It was just saying that Demon Master Sikong is more formidable.

If the Qianwang Saint Son wants to prove Demon Master Sikong isn’t formidable, defeat him and win over the masses.

"It indeed isn’t magnanimous, but the Qianwang Holy Tower wants to use this opportunity to conquer various parties," Brother Zhang’s grandfather chuckled bitterly, stating how easy it is to become a target for Qianwang Holy Tower’s conquest if one reveals themselves.

After all, being on Qianwang Holy Tower’s territory means one must be cautious, despite any frustrations.

But Luo Chunye’s antics and drunken stupor is simply courting disaster!

As Brother Zhang and his grandfather conversed, the Wanlu Sect Master had already begun pleading with the Qianwang Knights to spare Luo Chunye.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Leiyin chuckled lightly and said, "Rest assured, we’re just taking your disciple back for some questions. The Demon Forces are formidable now, and we, at the Qianwang Holy Tower, must be cautious."

After a slight pause, Qiu Leiyin continued, "As long as we verify your disciple has no issues, we’ll release him."

His tone was very gentle.

But everyone understood, confirming no issues depended on the Wanlu Sect Master’s attitude. After pledging loyalty, it meant Luo Chunye had no issues. Otherwise, he would be seen as colluding with the demon.

Ultimately, the Wanlu Sect Master could only nod and say, "Yes, yes, yes, I guarantee that Luo Chunye has absolutely no issues."

Qiu Leiyin smirked coldly at this and casually instructed his subordinates, "Move..."

With the order given, their demon beast mounts immediately turned around, preparing to depart.

All from Wanlu Sect, along with Brother Zhang and his grandfather, could only stare directly in the direction they were headed. However, at this stifling moment under the night sky... crack!

A sudden and startling sound of frost forming sharply echoed, crisp and loud in the nighttime.

At that instant, the Wanlu Sect Master and Brother Zhang’s grandfather trembled violently, and even some powerful individuals covertly observing widened their eyes slightly, sensing a terrifying chill suddenly erupting on the street.

The cold laughter in Qiu Leiyin’s expression was slightly frozen, suddenly demanding: "Who is there?"

He could obviously feel that the chill carried a fierce intent to kill...

"A bored person causing trouble at the Qianwang Holy Tower."

A faint voice resonated from a corner of the Wanlu Sect courtyard, immediately followed by the sight of Sikong Buwang in the Beiming Hanshan disciples’ eyes, who vanished with his sword from his original place, transforming into a white cold beam, flashing toward Qiu Leiyin in midair!

At this moment, all the powerful figures nearby locked onto the cold beam, but immediately found themselves unable to...

Because the cold beam was just too fast...

In the blink of an eye, it swept past the heads of Qiu Leiyin and the Qianwang Knights, then disappeared in a flash, leaving the vigilantly cautious Qianwang Holy Tower Knights instantly frozen in place as ice sculptures.

Before anyone could react... crack!

Another incredibly crisp icy sound resonated, but this time, it wasn’t frost forming but the sound of ice breaking.

Except for Qiu Leiyin, each frozen Qianwang Knight shattered on the spot into fragments, crashing down from their mounts onto the street in chunks, producing "bang bang bang" sounds in front of the Wanlu courtyard.

In no time, they all landed, with the air seemingly freezing, leaving the scene in sudden, absolute silence.

Everything happened too fast and was too abrupt.

So fast that even the Emperor Realm experts nearby couldn’t react; the shock and disbelief mostly arose from someone killing within Fenglei City—the victims being Qianwang Holy Tower knights.

The appearance, the act, the slaying... too terrifying!

Swoosh...

In this silence, the wind seemed to gently sweep through, as a figure holding an Ice Frost Sword landed atop a Qianwang mount.

Everyone realized and collectively turned to look, yet they couldn’t discern the appearance of this person.

On his face was nothing but misty frost, unfathomable even to the Emperor Realm experts’ Spiritual Shadow Power, while the surrounding chill reached terrifying levels with his presence.

It was as if he wanted to transform everything around into an icy hell.

Finally, Qiu Leiyin snapped out of it, fear and disbelief evident as he asked loudly: "Who are you? How dare you kill my Qianwang Knights within Fenglei City?"

His words seemed to awaken the dazed people around, each coming to their senses.

The cloaked man with a face full of frost mist slightly tilted his head and calmly replied: "I suppose I’m also a demon."