Berserk God of War-Chapter 1545: Holy Flag, Emperor Flag

Duanmu Chun was also utterly bewildered; he instinctively glanced in the direction where Venerable Ba Lian had just been.

However, Venerable Ba Lian was already nowhere to be seen, and the Divine Shuttle Ship she had been sitting on was heading towards Hanyi District.

At this moment, Duanmu Chun wasn’t quite sure where he should focus...

But shortly after, a mysterious figure suddenly flashed on the God Shuttle Ship of the Yao Residence.

Then, a cold, clear female voice resonated heavily, "Hurry to Hanyi District, that little bastard has long gone."

After saying this, the mysterious figure flashed by and disappeared without a trace.

Yet, on the deck, it left behind a puddle of water...

Suddenly, Yao Yuzhi was stunned and asked, "Duanmu, who was that just now, and who is this little bastard?"

She could not discern who the mysterious figure was, but she heard the content of the cold female voice clearly.

Hearing this, Duanmu Chun stared blankly at the water stain on the deck.

Then, he looked towards the lake below, surrounded by Emperor Martial Stage experts, knowing full well that the figure was undoubtedly Venerable Ba Lian, who could not resist secretly going into the lake to search for Sikong Jing.

However, she could not find Sikong Jing in the lake...

So she came back to remind them that Sikong Jing had long gone, urging them to head to Hanyi District.

Fan Kui came forward, urging anxiously, "Duanmu, say something."

Duanmu Chun suddenly snapped back to reality, a strong light flashing in his eyes as he firmly said, "Let’s go, we’re heading to Hanyi District; Sikong Jing is very likely already there!"

He did not explain the appearance of Venerable Ba Lian because she preferred to remain hidden for now.

So, after saying this heavily, he immediately piloted the God Shuttle Ship of the Yao Residence towards Hanyi District.

His eyes were filled with a dazzling light of excitement!

Unexpectedly, Sikong Jing managed to escape without a sound, like a ghost, no wonder Yao Yulou left so decisively after receiving Sikong Jing’s hint...

Meanwhile, Yao Yuzhi was stunned, Fan Kui was stunned, and Gongyang Ying and Chou Zhan exchanged glances, full of surprise and joy.

Sikong Jing was already in Hanyi District; what were the nearly thousand Emperor Martial Stage experts below waiting for?

In any case, the expressions on their faces were entirely relaxed now, as Sikong Jing was completely safe.

As for the figure that left behind water stains...

Naturally, everyone wouldn’t ask further, awaiting Duanmu Chun to tell them when he was ready.

Simultaneously, an elderly figure flickered in and out in the air heading towards Hanyi District; it was clearly Venerable Ba Lian, now completely soaked, with water continuously dripping...

"Damn, damn, damn, that little bastard surprised me again, how did he just vanish like that?"

"Made this old one worry for so long for nothing."

Her voice, though not aged, was cold and bright as before.

But she quickly recovered, her voice regaining its aged tone...

"Damn, I even forgot to disguise my voice, was it the old bastard hiding many secrets and giving them to this little bastard, or is this little bastard so impressive that the old bastard took a liking to him?"

Recently, Venerable Ba Lian was truly worried about Sikong Jing’s situation, finding it difficult to break through.

But someone speculated that Sikong Jing might have left early and reminded her.

Therefore, Venerable Ba Lian could not resist entering the formation again, silently sneaking into the lake to search for Sikong Jing’s whereabouts, only to end up like this, unable to find him at all.

She just couldn’t understand why Sikong Jing always did unexpected things.

And how did he assassinate dozens of Emperor Martial Stage experts in the lake?

There couldn’t have been any other hidden figures!

In any case, she needed to hurry to Hanyi District to see if Sikong Jing had indeed arrived there without a sound.

...

In Hanyi District, Sikong Jing slowly emerged from the river.

Just as he came out of the water, he saw numerous rays of light rushing in from the direction of Haner Second District, numbering in the thousands, with a ratio of one Emperor Martial Stage expert to ten young geniuses.

Seeing this, Sikong Jing’s eyes flashed sharply, and he quickly hid in the shadows.

In an instant, these thousands of rays of light landed around him, some soaring into the air, others landing on the rooftops.

Once everyone stopped, a figure slowly stepped forward, addressing the thousands of onlookers...

"See? This is the advantage of following me, now spread out and seize the Battle Flags."

"No matter if you were part of Hanyi District before or how much territory you had there before, this battle for the district will grant you far more land and benefits than ever before..."

This voice undoubtedly belonged to Pei Yuzheng, currently the center of attention.

Just like the message received by the God Shuttle Ships earlier, Pei Yuzheng, with thousands of his followers, had swept into Hanyi District, his momentum sky-high now...

If his followers could seize more than half of the Battle Flags, this visit to Hanluan City would be a severe success.

At that point, it would mean that half of Hanyi District’s power would have to heed the Qianwang Holy Tower. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

No, even a third would be sufficient.

At this time, someone quickly asked, "Young Master Pei, what about you?"

The moment the words fell, another person laughed, "Isn’t it obvious? Young Master Pei will, of course, seize the most important Hanluan Saint Flag."

The so-called Hanluan Saint Flag is the Battle Flag of the central courtyard, representing the largest and most central territory and the highest honor...

Every battle for the district, the disciples of major factions, fight tooth and nail for it.

"Haha, the Hanluan Saint Flag is already within easy reach for Young Master Pei." Someone laughed loudly again.

They had rushed in with so many people, and being the first ones in, of course, they could reach the Hanluan Saint Flag’s location the fastest.

Someone else praised, "And the other ninety-nine Hanluan Imperial Banners, they are just as easy to get."

Besides the Hanluan Saint Flag, there were ninety-nine Imperial Flags around it, also carrying significant meaning and territory.

Of course, whether it’s the Saint Flag or the Imperial Flags, formidable Formations and Martial Arts challenges are laid out around their courtyards; it’s not something you can grab immediately upon arriving...

But right now, no one mentioned such a dampening topic; instead, they praised fervently.

At this moment, someone supplemented venomously, "It’s a pity if it weren’t for that Sikong the little beast, all ninety-nine Hanluan Imperial Banners should have belonged to the Qianwang Holy Tower."

Because six of Qianwang Holy Tower’s geniuses were killed in the Chaotic District by Sikong Jing, they couldn’t capture all the Hanluan Imperial Banners.

Yet, as soon as these words were spoken, the originally exuberant atmosphere around them died down.

The person who spoke realized something with a pale face, hastily looking at Pei Yuzheng, realizing he had misspoken.

One couldn’t mention Sikong Jing in front of Young Master Pei!