Berserk God of War-Chapter 750 What We Define as a Demon

"The blood-colored demon dragon, indeed, just like the Blood Refining Chasing Dragon cultivated by Lian Zhiyu using demon path methods, which my single drop of demon blood extinguished as Qiu Baichu had once said,"

"And now, the entire beast arm filled with demon blood, will you extinguish it?"

Sikong Jing emitted a sinister and terrifying voice.

All his experiences over the past three days seemed to unleash madness at this moment. He hadn’t initially intended to use the beast arm to poison the blood-colored demon dragon to death.

Because he didn’t know if it would be successful or if the blood-colored demon dragon was really like the Blood Refining Chasing Dragon.

It was Yue Xi’s departure and the words of Xia Dalian and others that made him make up his mind, leading him to tear off the beast arm and truly make a final stand.

And now, it should have succeeded!

Sikong Jing stared intently at the frenzied blood-colored demon dragon above; he could already see its flesh collapsing, and the formerly exalted Blood Refining Ancestor screamed madly, "Little guy, have you eaten something filthy?"

"I’ll remove it for you now."

With that, the Blood Refining Ancestor plunged into the body of the blood-colored demon dragon.

At this, Sikong Jing’s cold gaze revealed a hint of scorn, it was of no use, the demon blood in the beast arm had already completely merged into the body of the blood-colored demon dragon and would flow through its body with the blood.

Looking around, orbs of glowing light were already descending to the earth.

They were people’s spirit, like souls out of their bodies, returning to their original owners.

It meant that those who hadn’t been sucked into the sky could still survive.

They might become very weak, but at least they were still alive.

"Brother Sikong..."

Just at this moment, several figures rushed over, precisely Sui Yu, Xia Dalian, and few others who had entered the Xuantian Realm.

Their gazes were fixed on Sikong Jing’s left arm...

Pausing for a moment, Xia Dalian, with a trembling voice, called out, "Commander Sikong, your arm... I—I—I’ll bandage it right now."

Sikong Jing’s left hand was no longer there.

Just now, they hadn’t seen wrong. Sikong Jing had indeed torn off his beast arm. Although the others didn’t know why the beast arm could poison the blood-colored demon dragon to death, Xia Dalian couldn’t help but cry.

If it hadn’t been for her pleading, this wouldn’t have happened, and Sikong Jing wouldn’t have lost a hand.

"Don’t be sad; my hand will grow back," Sikong Jing spoke softly.

He had already completely familiarized himself with the meridians in the tail of the tailless dragon lizard. A new, normal arm would grow back in place of the torn-off beast arm, but for now, he wouldn’t have the powerful beast arm to use.

It looked like he would have to be a one-armed hero for a while, but being able to kill the blood-colored demon dragon and save the Canglong Small Domain was worth it!

"Now is not the time to relax; with his precious demon dragon dead, the Blood Refining Ancestor will surely go mad."

At Sikong Jing’s words, everyone’s expression froze again.

Right, the Blood Refining Ancestor would probably go on a crazed rampage throughout the Canglong Small Domain. What should they do?

"Actually, another reason that made me decide to poison the blood-colored demon dragon with the beast arm was that I had a person from the Willow Leaf Saint Manor in my hand... Next, it’s up to the Willow Leaf Saint Manor,"

"Whether they will clash with the Blood Refining Ancestor, that’s the real key."

After speaking, Sikong Jing looked towards the direction of the East Plain Northern Land. Liu An had said that only if he died would Ye Wukui and others discover him, so did they discover it yet? And Liu An’s body, it shouldn’t have been digested that quickly.

There might still be a chance to save Yue Xi and the others. Sikong Jing clenched his fists tightly.

...

The Beetle Demon Beast moved at an incredibly fast pace, and they were already approaching the edge of the Minglong Mountain Range.

Su Yuexi silently sat on the back of the Beetle Demon Beast, staying with Su Zhenglong and the other two. They were eager to ask about their grandparents’ past, but with just one sentence, Ye Wukui sent them back.

"If you want to know, first catch Elder Su alive for us."

So, they could only sit idly on the shell of the demon beast.

They hadn’t slept all night, the sudden revelation of their origins and the farewell left them completely sleepless, and by now, dawn had already broken. Perhaps the Blood Refining Ancestor had already reached the Canglong Small Domain?

At this thought, Su Yuexi couldn’t help but approach Ye Wukui.

"Uncle, if you wish to capture the Demon, but the Blood Refining Ancestor is draining the entire Canglong Small Domain, yet you refuse to save the people..."

"Isn’t such behavior demonic as well?"

Last night, just after they had left the Canglong Small Domain, she had pleaded with Ye Wukui to save the people there.

However, Ye Wukui had simply replied with two words: "No rescue."

Afterward, no matter what Su Yuexi said, he ignored her and was busy setting up a formation to track Elder Su.

The others ignored Su Yuexi completely, acting as if she didn’t exist...

Su Yuexi felt anxious and helpless, knowing this was the last chance, and finally, Ye Wukui finished setting up the formation.

Ye Wukui looked up and finally decided to address her, smiling as he spoke, "A demon? The Blood Refining Ancestor isn’t a demon, and Imperial Dragon Mountain isn’t part of the Demon Path sect."

Her heart sank at his words, but in a burst of urgency, she said, "But his Blood-colored Demon Dragon is going to devour all the people in the entire small domain."

At that, Su Yuexi’s eyes reddened.

"People? You’re mistaken, they are just ants that look like us."

"Minglong Mountain Range is vast and boundless, and small domains like these are as numerous as hairs on a cow. The Blood Refining Ancestor is simply destroying a small ant hill, how can consuming an ant hill be considered demonic?"

With Ye Wukui’s words, Su Yuexi’s whole body trembled violently, they were just ants that looked like us.

What a joke.

That was her home, filled with living people!

At that thought, Su Yuexi couldn’t help but roar out her question, "Then what kind of person qualifies as a demon?"

Ye Wukui blinked, completely unconcerned by Su Yuexi’s anger, and replied, "Of course, anyone who cultivates the Demon Path techniques or opposes Righteous Sects is a demon, like Elder Su..."

Shaking again, Su Yuexi clenched her teeth and asked, "Has Elder Su ever devoured a whole small domain?"

If the Blood Refining Ancestor wasn’t considered a demon, then what had her own grandfather done?

"How would I know? Whether he devours or not, what does it matter?"

Ye Wukui blinked again, calmly responded, "Just remember, you are now a person of the Righteous Willow Leaf Saint Manor, you can no longer consider yourself a small ant in an ant hill. You have already broken free."

At this, Su Yuexi looked at him with tear-filled eyes, unable to communicate at all.

By this moment, Su Yuexi had fully realized that the title of demon given to her grandfather was labeled by what they call Righteous Sects, and not necessarily because he did demonic deeds, or was a villain who killed innocently.

But so-called Blood Refining Ancestor of Imperial Dragon Mountain, defining Canglong Small Domain as a mere ant hill and Willow Leaf Saint Manor... also was!

She turned away, tightly clenched her fists, and gazed sorrowfully in the direction of the Canglong Small Domain. Even being valued by Ye Wukui wouldn’t save her home because he would not offend the Blood Refining Ancestor for her.

"Yuexi, that man named Liu An has disappeared."

Just as Su Yuexi was gradually understanding what evil meant, Su Yue Immortal suddenly noticed something and spoke swiftly.