Chapter 668: Ji An Attacks!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
That one stroke was the song for Berserker Obliteration, but even as it was sung, it could never capture all the emotions contained in the Berserkers' tears...
Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he looked as if he was holding onto a brush in his right hand. It was still lifted in midair, and he drew one stroke… right across the white sun and the golden-robed Di Tian, even as the two arms from his statue of the God of Berserkers was charging over.
This one stroke looked as if it had gathered the world of Berserkers' kismet and contained the laws within the world, as well as Su Ming's oath to turn it into… a glorious scene as magnificent as the world being created.
It was like someone had lifted an old dusk-colored curtain to reveal the prideful sun rising into the sky behind it. It represented the world being turned back in time, and also represented the possibility of the Berserkers… rising in hope and glory once more.
At the same time Su Ming drew this stroke, a loud, deafening bang rang into the air. This came from the arms of the statue. With the time contained in the right and lightning in the left—these two arms collided with the white sun with a bang, causing a shocking bang to erupt into the sky.
Su Ming's Berserker Obliteration seemed to have changed the law within the world of Berserkers during that instant.
If the world of Berserkers had a spirit, then the change in that law would mean that the spirit would remember Su Ming's, as the God of Berserkers', oath, especially the last line...
"I will dye the Immortals' sky red with millions of their lives throughout my life!"
It was precisely this God of Berserkers' oath that caused the golden-robed Di Tian's white sun to start crumbling swiftly from the middle at the instant Su Ming drew that stroke across it. The sun eventually exploded completely, turning into a wave of impact that swept through the area in the sky.
Wherever it went, the space would crack, and it would also cause the earth to collapse. The Immortals on the ground looked at this scene in the sky in shock, and a chill slowly crept up their spines.
If this destruction had started on the ground, then perhaps none of them would be standing anymore.
As that white sun that contained the golden-robed Di Tian's life shattered, his body showed up. He staggered backwards and coughed up a mouthful of blood. The crown on his head crumbled into pieces and disappeared.
His Emperor's robe was also torn apart before it exploded. The golden-robed Di Tian fell back once again, looking incredibly pathetic with his pale face. His gaze was unfocused and had lost its previous brilliant shine, but the grudge in his eyes was now much stronger than before.
At that moment, his grudge fused together with his broken smile. He looked at Su Ming, and he knew that from this moment onwards, perhaps Su Ming was truly completely out of his control.
But… it did not mean that he no longer had a chance!
Compared to Di Tian's current pathetic state, Su Ming remained as calm as ever, even though his face was slightly pale. However, the seven colors of the rainbow were shining on his body. That light seemed to be spreading out from his body and reflecting off the sky while fusing with the ground.
At that instant, a feeling that they did not know whether what was happening was their figment of imagination filled up all the hearts of those who were watching Su Ming.
And that was… Su Ming had… fused together perfectly with the world due to an opportunity.
He was the sky, the earth, and the whole world of Berserkers—this perfect fusion caused all the people to feel as if they were facing the world when they looked at Su Ming.
It was impossible to describe this feeling with words, but it was incredibly strong within each and every single person's hearts, yet none of them were able to give it words.
"Fusion with the world…"
Ji An sucked in a breath and mumbled to himself. He could tell with just one glance that Su Ming's power had already surpassed the First Step and was in the process of moving through the Second Step. He was going through the fusion with the world, and once he completed it, his power would increase by leaps and bounds.
'He might have gathered the world of Berserkers' kismet on himself, but it was just that. He had only gathered it, but had not fused with it… What happened previously was that the kismet used the child's body as a carrier to explode, and now… he had fused with it. This fusion means that it is no longer something as simple as the kismet gathering on him and using him as a carrier. He has taken control of it!
'If this person falls, the Berserkers will fall. If this person rises to glory, the Berserkers will also rise to glory…
'This is the sign of the God of Berserkers. As I expected, he's really the fourth God of Berserkers. The world of Berserkers' kismet only reacted this way because it has acknowledged his oath as the God of Berserkers!'
Ji An stared at Su Ming, and a deep wave of killing intent rose in his heart.
'He was acknowledged by the world of Berserkers. Destiny… Just as expected of Destiny!'
At the instant killing intent ran rampant in Ji An's heart, Su Ming sucked in a deep breath. He lowered his head and looked towards Di Tian, swiftly taking a step forward.
"The world's kismet is upon me, and I will surely kill Di Tian with my own hands!" This was his oath as the God of Berserkers, and it meant that he had to fulfill this oath.
At that moment, the golden-robed Di Tian was in an incredibly weakened state. The burning of his life had dealt a heavy blow to him, and the shattering of his Art had caused him to suffer a huge backlash. He… was no longer Su Ming's opponent.
Di Tian did not choose to dodge when Su Ming charged towards him. A strange light started shining in his eyes, and at the instant he looked as if he had made some sort of decision, Ji An, who had been watching from afar and had not chosen to truly attack since the start, lifted his foot swiftly and stomped the air before him.
With it, the world roared, and a powerful wave spread out swiftly, like the gusts of violent wind, from around Ji An.
"That's enough!"
Ji An let out a cold harrumph. As he lifted his right hand, he opened the fan in his hand swiftly, and a layer of black fog moved with a bang from within it to turn into nine black dragons, which then charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming had long since expected Ji An's attack. He might be from Evil Sect, but he was, in the end, an Immortal. Due to his position, there was no way he would just stand by and watch Di Tian's clones die one after another.
Almost at the instant Ji An activated his divine ability, ripples showed up around Su Ming. As they shone, they turned black, surrounding him layer by layer and preventing him from moving forward. Soon after, Ji An took a step forward and appeared right before Su Ming.
With a wave of his arm, a force that surpassed the golden-robed Di Tian's power charged towards Su Ming with a bang. From several directions behind him, the nine black dragons roared and closed in on him as well.
Su Ming remained as calm as ever. Right from the moment he stepped out and fought against Di Tian, he had already known that this battle would be exceedingly difficult. Not only would he have to fight against Di Tian's clones, if he caused too much commotion, this Ji An would also attack.
In fact… even though the sky was distorting and crumbling, the two gigantic vortexes were still there, not having dissipated. They had only become slightly duller, as if they had been hidden away.
However, they were still around, and this meant that during the final moments of this battle, new Immortals would descend to this world… and Di Tian's real self would definitely not just sit back and watch his clones die. His real self might not be able to come to this place personally, but he would definitely think of something and send stronger people to this place.
Su Ming could not stop any of this. There was only one path that lay before his eyes, and that was… to fight!
He would fight till the world turned dark. He would fight till the sun and moon no longer shone. He would fight till a sea of blood surged into the sky. He would fight… until he killed millions upon millions of Immortals!
Besides, Su Ming knew that his statue of the God of Berserkers only had two arms at the moment, and there was a powerful urge within his body telling him… that he could become stronger!
However, even though this feeling of becoming stronger was incredibly great, it was still not enough for an outburst. It was as if his blood had not reached its boiling point just yet. If he wanted to make himself stronger, bring out more of his statute, then he would need a full outburst.
Then, in the midst of all these explosions, of understanding his own power, and all the battles and dangers, he would latch onto his own potential so that this feeling of becoming stronger would become reality.
Su Ming had not completely understood all of these things previously, but once he lost against the golden-robed Di Tian during their first exchange of blows, once he was overcome by madness due to his hate and made his decision to kill Di Tian, he clearly sensed that he could reach the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. That was why… he reached the middle stage of that realm.
Right then, what he needed was to sense the signs that told him he could reach the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. Among these endless battles, he could… make himself become a Berserker in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. He could even attain great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, and even… Life Cultivation!
"All those that block my path have the same sin as Di Tian!"
Su Ming's blood was burning in his body. As his voice traveled outwards, he swiftly lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the ground.
The powerful Enchanted Treasures that had been activated between Evil Sect and all the Immortal sects on the ground no longer moved, since both sides were no longer fighting. But they were not taken back either.
At that moment, the blood kirin within Evil Sect standing among the tens of thousands of Immortals on the ground had become Su Ming's target.
The blood kirin had spread out and covered the Evil Lust Sect disciples as if it was protecting them. Yet now, as Su Ming seized the air with his right hand, that creature started trembling, and it even lifted its head to let out a shrill roar.
The next scene after shocked the Evil Sect disciples to the heart—the blood kirin only let out one more roar before flying up against its will.
This creature might be Evil Lust Sect's treasure and was formed by the blood of the Evil Lust Sect disciples, but since it appeared in the land of Berserkers, then there was even more aura of death compared to blood in its body.
That aura of death was naturally born in the land of Berserkers. It was one of its kismet and laws. At that moment… if Su Ming wanted to use this kirin, then this beast could naturally not go against him.
Almost in an instant, the blood kirin flew into midair, but before it could get any closer, Su Ming formed a seal with his hand and pointed at it. The blood kirin let out a shrill scream of pain and its body crumbled with a bang. As it did so, a large amount of aura of death spilled out.
It was also at this moment that the nine black dragons behind Su Ming closed in on him. Ji An also appeared right before him, but Su Ming's expression remained calm. During the instant the blood kirin crumbled, he lifted his left hand and formed a seal.
The blood kirin's collapse caused a large amount of aura of death to spread out, and during that instant, that aura of death formed a gigantic seal in midair. It was… the Verdant Abyssal Seal.
"Shatter," Su Ming said softly.
The Verdant Abyssal Seal swiftly exploded, causing the sky to tremble. In the midst of the distortions, an endless amount of aura of death spilled out and descended from the sky above Su Ming to charge towards him. Then, with Su Ming acting as its center, it swept outwards.
Su Ming stood in the middle of it all with his hair flying and his robes dancing. His eyes were turning red with killing intent.
Whoever blocked his path… he would kill!
Chapter 669: Devour the Sky!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The instant the Verdant Abyssal Seal formed by the blood kirin crumbled, it turned into a huge wave of impact that instantly crashed into the waves that limited Su Ming's movements. A loud bang came from the crash, and Su Ming's body was freed. At the same moment, the aura of death from the sky descended and enveloped the nine black dragons behind Su Ming.
Yet Ji An only paused for a moment before he faced that aura of death headon and charged towards Su Ming. He lifted his left hand and and struck him through the air.
It looked like a simple strike, but once he delivered it, dozens of illusions that belonged to dozens of strange, ferocious beasts manifested before Ji An. They appeared within an instant, then disappeared within the next, and his palm had already closed in.
At the instant his left hand crashed into Su Ming's right fist through the air, an even louder bang shook the sky and earth as it reverberated in the air. Blood trickled out of Su Ming's lips and he fell back almost a thousand feet. As for Ji An, his body swayed a little, but he did not retreat. However, the color of his face did change several times in succession.
Clearly, Su Ming's punch and the impact from the aura of death had also had quite the impact on him.
Su Ming wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth. A great fighting spirit shone in his eyes, and his blood was boiling. He could feel it. The greater the pressure from Ji An brought with it the signs of him being able to break through the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Stage becoming greater.
"If you want to fight, then we fight!"
Su Ming swiftly rose into the sky, and with a swing of his arm, his statue of the God of Berserkers' arms appeared once again beside him. They then charged towards Ji An once more.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. As a thought appeared in his head, an illusion manifested behind him. That illusion was his Nascent Divinity. It appeared with an incredibly dense presence, and at the same time it exuded waves of pressure from its body, it brought out a loud commotion among the Immortals underneath the instant they saw Su Ming's Nascent Divinity.
Even Ji An was momentarily taken aback by the sight.
Nascent Divinities were something unique to high level Immortals. It was impossible for these things to exist in Berserkers.
"Nascent Divinity… That is… That is a Nascent Divinity!"
"That person is a Berserker, but he managed to create a Nascent Divinity!"
"Could he be practicing both the ways of the Berserkers and the Immortals' cultivation? This is… Someone researched this many years ago, but in the end, they discovered that both systems couldn't exist at the same time in one body. Yet he… He actually managed to do it!"
Amid those loud voices, the arms of Su Ming's statue charged towards Ji An. The power contained within them was something that even Ji An did not dare underestimate. At that moment, he did not have any time to think about anything else. He swung the fan in his hand, and black fog immediately rose around him, turning into black armor on his body.
Su Ming closed his eyes once his Nascent Divinity appeared. He then lifted his right hand and formed a seal. Once he transformed it nine times, he executed Hong Luo's Nine Transfigurations and implemented it within the divine ability he was about to cast, then pointed towards his right leg. Right after, he lifted his head and took a step forward.
At the instant his foot landed, the entire world looked as if it was shaking, and right before everyone's eyes, a huge foot manifested in the sky above Ji An.
This was the God of Berserkers' Seven Steps!
Su Ming took seven steps in succession. Once the first foot appeared in the sky, six others followed, each of whom had the presence stronger than that of the one that came before it. Once these seven feet fused together and turned into one, it came crashing down.
The world roared, and Ji An's pupils shrank. He let out a low growl, and the black armor on his body spread out. At the same time, an illusion immediately manifested behind him, looking extremely bizarre. The creature had two horns on its head, but was in the shape of a human, yet not. It looked like a monster from beyond the world, and it was ten thousand feet tall.
That illusion lifted its head and let out a piercing roar, then charged towards Su Ming's God of Berserkers' Seven Steps.
Even in the midst of those roars, Su Ming still had his eyes closed and did look toward the results of the battle. Instead, he continued stimulating his own mind, causing the signs of him being able to breakthrough the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm to become stronger.
After executing Nine Transfigurations, Su Ming lifted his left hand. He did not form a seal, but instead chose to lock his left hand with his right. He then formed ten different signs. The area around him turned indistinct, and that indistinct state would grow stronger with each sign he made. When Su Ming formed the ninth one, the indistinct, hazy area turned into an illusion, and his body could no longer be seen clearly.
This was the Art Hong Luo had obtained by chance numerous years ago, but due to the nobility of his bloodline and his confidence towards the royal blood's divine abilities, he had regarded it with scorn and never bothered to practice it… the Nine Transfigurations, Ten Transformations, One Voice Art!
This Art could take the form of everything in the world, as long as there was a connection between the caster and the thing they wanted to create. Like Su Ming at that moment. Once he executed the nine transformations from the ten, he found that he could not form the final one, that was why he chose to give up on continuing. Instead, he fused his mind with his snake.
During that instant, right when the Immortals below calmed down, the indistinct area around Su Ming's body increased exponentially: to a hundred, a thousand, five thousand, and up to ten thousand feet!
Due to the indistinct area no one was able to see Su Ming anymore, but the appearance of such a scene in the world was still enough to cause all those who saw it to be feel their hearts trembling in shock. At the same time, they also felt their hearts racing against their will, as if they were being controlled.
In fact, all the tens of thousands of people's hearts were forced to beat at the same high rate. Because of that, the pressure that was formed was enough to make all those people feel overwhelmingly shocked.
Badump, badump…
The sounds of the heartbeats caused all those who heard them to feel as if they were listening to their own heartbeats. However, if they listened carefully, they would find, with pale, ashen faces, that those heartbeats came from the indistinct illusion in the sky.
It was as if there was a heart within that illusion, and everyone's hearts had to follow its heartbeat. If they did not obey, then their hearts would explode because they did not harmonize with the world.
Even Ji An was shocked by it. At the instant the arms of Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers locked with each other, he cast a sideways glance towards it. The moment he looked over, a shocking roar came from that indistinct illusion.
That roars did not seem like it belonged to a person but a ferocious beast that could destroy the world.
All the people's hearts started beating even faster.
As more roars reverberated through the air, the indistinct illusion swiftly broke and turned into an endless amount of crystalline lights that tumbled backwards. During that instant, a gigantic beast of ten thousand feet swiftly shot out!
The beast's appearance stirred up a commotion that surpassed all the previous ones. It also immediately caused the tens of thousands of Immortals instinctively retreat, causing the land to be in a state of chaos.
In the midst of that chaos, Ji An's pupils shrank. Disbelief could be seen entering his eyes.
"Candle Dragon!"
"That's a Candle Dragon!"
"Just how did Su Ming manage to do it?! How could he obtain a Candle Dragon as his pet?!"
"That's not a pet! That's Su Ming himself! He transformed into a Candle Dragon! Could it be that he's actually a Candle Dragon that transformed into a human?!"
In the midst of those voices, Su Ming's face appeared right above the head of that Candle Dragon in the sky. He had his eyes closed and was not moving. The giant snake's body moved in the sky, and when the Candle Dragon lifted its head, it let out a roar. That voice was filled with a power that could capture souls, and it made all the people who heard it feel their hearts and minds entering a daze. In an instant, illusions rose within their minds, and they could not control themselves.
At the same time, the Candle Dragon charged towards Ji An. At the instant it closed in, it opened its eyes, and once the dragon did so, Su Ming, too, opened his eyes. The power to capture souls that was a countless amount of times stronger than before erupted forth. This was the Candle Dragon's true power for soul catching.
At that instant, the world lost its color because of that power, and everything looked as if it had turned into emptiness. The Candle Dragon's eyes were the only source of dark light remaining in the world.
Even someone as powerful as Ji An could not help but enter a daze. This absent-mindedness might have only lasted for several breaths, but when his mind became clear, the arms of the statue of the God of Berserkers were already very close to him. But this was not the main point. What mattered was that the Candle Dragon's body was no longer before him, but was behind him, and it was charging straight towards the dazed and incredibly pathetic looking golden-robed Di Tian.
Ji An's pupils shrank. Without any hesitation, he lifted his right hand and struck his body. He could not let anymore of Di Tian's clones die. At the very least, they could not die in Su Ming's hands.
With his power, he had long since been able to see that something was off about Su Ming. There was an incredibly powerful determination within him, and that determination was focused on killing Di Tian. With each clone he killed, that determination would be stimulated, allowing Su Ming to absorb more power from the world and causing his cultivation base to increase explosively because of it.
Ji An knew clearly that if the golden-robed Di Tian was killed by Su Ming, then Su Ming might immediately have the thought to reach the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. In fact, there was even a possibility that he would arrived at the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm with just one step.
At that moment, when Ji An struck his body with his right hand, his body immediately started distorting, as if he was about to split up. Overlapping shadows immediately manifested behind him, as if they were about to form another clone.
However, right at the instant this clone was about to appear, Su Ming, who had turned into the Candle Dragon, turned his head around and let out a loud roar at Ji An.
This roar was the Candle Dragon's roar, and it was also Su Ming's… God of Berserkers' roar!
That roar also contained Su Ming's understanding towards the Nine Transfigurations, Ten Transformations, One Voice. That One Voice was like an order that caused the world to lose its color.
The booming roar caused Ji An's body to freeze, and at the same time, an eyeball also flew out from Su Ming's body. That eyeball swelled up in midair, and within it was a sealing power that belonged to… Hidden Execution of Justice!
The roar, seal, soul capture, arms from the statue of the God of Berserkers, and the God of Berserkers' steps had all been executed by Su Ming for one reason alone - to trap Ji An!
At that moment, he succeeded.
At the instant Ji An was trapped, the Candle Dragon that was Su Ming brought with him madness, killing intent, and hatred when it opened its mouth wide in the direction of the dazed Di Tian. Then, he sucked in a deep breath.
The world became dark, and Di Tian died.
Chapter 670: The Person in the Coffin!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
At that instant, the world lost all light, and darkness replaced everything. When light reappeared and darkness gradually disappeared, the tens of thousands of cultivators who had retreated far away saw that there was no longer any Candle Dragon in the world, and neither was… the golden-robed Di Tian anywhere to be found.
The only thing remaining in midair was Su Ming, who looked exhausted, but whose eyes were shining with a brilliant light.
The Ten Transformations Art might be powerful, and Su Ming might be able to last in that form even longer… but the small snake could not withstand the chance after it had fused with Su Ming's will.
That was why once he devoured Di Tian, Su Ming gave up on remaining in the form he had gained after casting the Ten Transformations Art. He stood in midair, and at the instant the area around him sank into dead silence, he lifted his head and let out a roar that had been suppressed for a countless amount of years.
All those years ago, Di Tian's first clone, whose existence had been like the might of heaven itself, had died!
The powerful purple-robed clone who had pushed Su Ming to death's door on the Dead Sea had been destroyed!
The strongest among the three clones, the golden-robed Di Tian, had burned his own life to bring forth the Soar to the White Sky that was greater than that of the previous two clones… and he was still devoured!
The mountains that had pressed down on Su Ming's body over the years crumbled at that moment, and a feeling of freedom instantly rose within his heart. But he knew that the ordeal had yet to end. Di Tian had four clones. There was one more remaining.
His roars sounded like he was venting. All his depression and hate towards Di Tian erupted forth. At that moment, his roars reverberated in all directions, and when they fell into the Immortals' ears in the area, their hearts trembled.
Ji An's expression was incredibly dark. He had watched Su Ming devour the golden-robed Di Tian right in front of his face, but he had been unable to do anything to stop him. Right then, Su Ming's Qi was also rising endlessly right before his eyes, and as it did, even more powerful waves of power erupted from his body.
Su Ming could sense it. The signs telling him that he could breakthrough the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm had become incredibly strong. He could clearly feel the existence of the cracks in his power signaling his breakthrough, and he could sense the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm lying right behind a single thought.
He lowered his head, and his gaze fell on the ground… right on the erect coffin that was void of the presence of any cultivators around it.
Almost at the moment Su Ming looked towards the coffin, a muffled boom immediately traveled out from within it, as if there was a fist striking the lid from inside, causing some cracks to appear on it.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
This sound continued ringing, and the cracks on the lid increased with each passing moment. At the same time, a wave of power that surpassed the golden-robed Di Tian's and could even compare with Ji An's magical body gradually spread out from that coffin.
'Judging by Di Tian's expression and his words previously, he originally only had three clones, and the fourth one was created in the land of Berserkers…'
A complicated look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He remembered the location where the coffin was and recalled… the near hundred Shaman warrior souls that belonged to his eldest senior brother appearing from Sky Mist Dao.
He could… also sense a hint of familiarity from the presence spreading out from the person in the coffin.
That hint of familiarity caused Su Ming's heart to tremble, and it made the excitement he felt when he had killed Di Tian's clones… instantly vanish.
'Is it you..?'
Su Ming closed his eyes. The shivers in his heart turned into sadness and the most extreme form of pain. There was no way he could forget this familiar feeling. This familiarity… came from the ninth summit…
As if he had noticed the fluctuations in Su Ming's emotions, Ji An no longer fought against the Hidden Execution of Justice. Instead, he narrowed his eyes, and once he cast a glance at Su Ming, his gaze fell swiftly on the coffin on the ground. A dark light appeared in his eyes.
He knew clearly that Di Tian had only sent three clones to this place. That was why this fourth clone had to be quite interesting.
'Controlling him through worlds using your will… Di Tian, oh Di Tian, you have really spent a lot of effort so that you could control Destiny… If this clone dies as well, then even you might have to suffer a grievous injury…
'By Destiny's expression… He might know this clone personally… Interesting. Very interesting!' A faint smile appeared at the corners of Ji An's lips, and it grew wider with each passing moment.
An increasing amount of cultivators in the area saw Su Ming's abnormal expression at that moment. The silence and grief about him could not be hidden away. There was also an increasing amount of people who saw the complicated look in Su Ming's eyes as he looked at the coffin.
"The person in the coffin is…"
"It belongs to Great Leaf Immortal Sect… Could it be related to Lord Di Tian?!"
Low-voiced discussions slowly spread out in the silent world. Su Ming's abnormal behavior had caused most of the people to gather their gazes on the coffin.
Bang. Bang. Bang…
The muffled thuds from the coffin continued without stop. The cracks on its lid spread out even more. With each bang, a large amount of shards would spill everywhere. The cracks spread out, and as they intersected with each other, a fist shot through the coffin's lid with a bang and appeared right before everyone's eyes.
They could tell that this was a man's fist.
Once it shot through the coffin, it slowly retreated back. When the banging sounds appeared once again, the coffin started shaking viciously. This time, two fists shot through the lid.
The sorrow on Su Ming's face grew even stronger. He stared at the fists in the coffin with a blank expression, and the sense of familiarity grew even stronger within him, so much so that it made his heart hurt even more.
A muffled bang instantly shot out at that moment. With it, the coffin's lid shattered, and a large amount of fog spilled out from inside. A powerful wave of power swiftly spread out into all directions.
As it did so, a murderous aura shot up into the sky and surged through the universe. With the coffin as its center, a gigantic vortex swept through the area.
A tall person gradually walked out from within the vortex. His body was hidden within the fog and his face could not be seen clearly, but the instant Su Ming saw his silhouette, even though he had already formed a guess in his heart, he still felt as if a mountain had crashed on his body. He staggered a few steps back, and his eyes turned bloodshot. His face filled with grief, and he looked as if he was about to descend into madness.
At that moment, his hatred towards Di Tian became even stronger than before, so much so that it already surpassed the level where he could not bear to be under the same sky as Di Tian.
He stared at the person gradually walking out of the fog, his figure slowly becoming clearer, and he… cried.
Su Ming rarely cried. In fact, it could even be said that besides weeping silently in the unfamiliar South Morning after he left Dark Mountain, he had never cried.
Because his elder had once told him that boys could bleed but could not cry. These were words his elder had told him kindly when he was still very young.
And he always remembered them.
Yet on this day, when he saw this person, Su Ming cried. However, those tears were only in his heart. They did not fall on his face, so no one could see him crying.
"Eldest senior brother…"
Su Ming stared at the clear figure, and everything in his world disappeared. The only thing that remained was the tall, big figure standing on the ground and lifting his head to look at him.
He was half-naked, revealing his powerful torso to the world. There was an incredibly complicated runic symbol on his body, covering most of his exposed skin.
The color of his skin was purple.
There were a large amount of scars on his body. They might have already closed up, but there were many of those that ran through his entire body, and Su Ming could tell that even if they had closed up, they had just been inflicted on him recently. They did not seem to have been left on him a long time ago.
At the instant Su Ming saw the scars, he seemed to have seen his eldest senior brother searching for his Master and his junior brothers, again and again, in Eastern Wastelands. He saw the madness and desperation within him as he searched for his family from the ninth summit.
His eldest senior brother stood on the sand with bare feet. His back was straight. He was not bending his back in the slightest, making it seem as if it represented his will.
He no longer had any hair. He was bald, and there were nine steel needles in his skull...
His face was no longer as it was in Su Ming's memories. There was now an ancient air to his face, along with a cross-shaped scar. That scar went through the center of the eldest senior brother's brows and his ears.
Su Ming could clearly tell that this was not a scar he sustained in battle. This was inflicted on him by someone carving it on him bit by bit. Then, so that it would not recover, that person had used some unknown method to make purple smoke fill that scar, which in return fused together with the runic symbol on the eldest senior brother's body.
It caused Su Ming's eldest senior brother to no longer be the gentle person from his memories.
There was a large hook attached to his right arm, because his right hand was already gone. That hook was now his hand.
His left arm was still there, but there were popped veins on it, and they were squirming about, as if there was some foreign objects in his body.
Su Ming looked at his eldest senior brother. Then, in the midst of his grief and sadness, he let out a shrill roar that shook the sky and earth. Blood slowly trickled out of his eyes. He could not cry tears, but he could have blood flow out in place of tears!
Su Ming knew that his eldest senior brother was not a very expressive and eloquent person. He was even a little slow. He always showed his concern in an unseen manner and did not ask for anything in return. That was why even though others might not be able to detect it or feel it deeply within them, his concern was always around.
When Su Ming had just arrived to the ninth summit and had cleared his mind for the first time, Zi Che had arrived at that moment. Even though his second senior brother had been the one who attacked, his eldest senior brother's gaze had gathered on Zi Che. He would not allow any outsider to hurt his junior brother. Only when second senior brother attacked did he avert his gaze.
During the battle against Phantom Dais Tribe, the entire ninth summit had traveled out together. Eldest senior brother had been worried and sent one of his Shaman Souls to go with them. He had even given that person the order to protect his junior brothers even if he had to die in the process.
The ninth summit was Su Ming's home, and his eldest senior brother… was his older brother.
"Eldest senior brother…"
Su Ming shuddered, and a crazed wave of emotions erupted from his body.
"Fourth, you just came to the mountain. It's a pity that I can't come out of isolation just yet. I can only do so after a few years. How about this? I'll give this to you, use it to protect yourself." That was the first time Su Ming had seen his eldest senior brother with his own eyes. His gentle gaze and kindly words were things that he would never forget.
"Youngest junior brother… Your journey to the land of the Shamans will be perilous. I'll give you a slave of mine… Her name is Fa Zang…" These were his eldest senior brother's words before Su Ming left the ninth summit to the battlefield between the Berserkers and Shamans, and there was no way Su Ming could ever forget the concern in his voice.
Chapter 671: Grief!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Youngest junior brother, let me tell you this. Our eldest senior brother is in constant isolation. He will only come out on the Day of Eternal Creation, and every single time he comes back, he'll make a huge ruckus. Even if yer dead drunk, you'll still wake up because of him. You'll have to listen to him shouting that he's finally out, and it's a real headache.
"You can treat him like a turtle. He usually sleeps, and when he wakes up he'll let out a loud yawn, then he'll go back to sleep." This was Hu Zi's description of his eldest senior brother.
"Our eldest senior brother is our older brother. He is an older brother who will stand in front of us and shield us from danger…" These were words once uttered softly by Su Ming's second senior brother as he looked at the foot of the mountain.
The scenes that appeared in Su Ming's head caused blood to flow down from his eyes. The color of that blood was crimson red, and it was formed by the maddened roars in his heart, as well as an outburst that was caused by a raging killing intent and extreme pain.
"Eldest senior brother…" Su Ming looked at the man walking out of the vortex on the ground, and his vision seemed to have become indistinct.
Eldest senior brother's eyes were lifeless. Not a single hint of light could be detected within them. His eyes were dull, as if they belonged to a dead person. However, the presence bursting forth from his body at that moment was strong enough that he could fight against Ji An.
This was clearly an attack Di Tian had prepared for Ji An, and it was the killing move that would help him determine the ownership of Eastern Wastelands Tower.
Su Ming's gaze met with his eldest senior brother's, but the two of them had changed since that time long ago. Due to the grief on Su Ming's face and the apathetic expression on his eldest senior brother's, the meeting of their eyes brought no joy to either of them, like what had happened when they were a family in the ninth summit and their gazes had met. There was only a feeling of unfamiliarity between them, as if they were strangers meeting in a foreign land.
"Di Tian… As long as I live, I will definitely kill all Immortals, I will make you suffer utmost pain, and if I cannot achieve this, I will sink into the netherworld forever and have my soul disappear!"
Su Ming let out a shocking roar towards the sky as he cried tears of blood. Within that roar was a wave of madness and hatred that made all those who heard it feel their hearts tremble in fear.
At the instant Su Ming roared, his eldest senior brother lifted his right foot from the ground and, with his still apathetic face, took a step forward and appeared instantly in front of Su Ming.
His speed had already surpassed that of warping. At the instant he appeared, Su Ming instinctively lifted his hand, but the familiar presence, the warmth of his eldest senior brother from the past, and the endless scars on his body made Su Ming… unable to attack.
A loud bang shook the sky and reverberated swiftly through the air.
Su Ming coughed up blood and staggered backwards until he was several hundreds of feet away. He had lifted his right hand, but had never attacked. Instead, he chose to guard against his eldest senior brother's punch.
This punch was also so familiar it made Su Ming feel as if his heart was being torn apart. It the presence of… a Shaman.
As a descendant of Nine Li Tribe, his eldest senior brother was exuding the ripples of power that belonged to a Shaman. As they spread out, a gigantic statue of the God of Shamans appeared. That statue had his arms crossed over his chest, and once it appeared, Su Ming saw that it had the same scars, same tears, and the exact same runic symbols as his eldest senior brother.
This statue of the God of Shamans was also covered in wounds, but not a hint of weakness due to them could be detected from it. Instead, there was a huge wave of overflowing life force. However, Su Ming could sense that the life force was burning.
His eldest senior brother's life was being burned so that this statue could appear.
Su Ming lifted his head swiftly. In the midst of his grief, he looked at his eldest senior brother and lifted his trembling right hand. He told himself that… his eldest senior brother was no longer around.
Only when he attacked could he chase away Di Tian's will from his eldest senior brother's body and let his eldest senior brother have a slim chance of survival.
However, even Su Ming himself found that he could not believe in these words. At the instant he lifted his right hand, which was trembling, and formed a seal, a gentle voice suddenly echoed in his ears, and that voice… came from his eldest senior brother's lips.
"Youngest junior brother, how long has it been since we last met..?" That voice was rather stiff, but it was incredibly gentle. That was… indeed his eldest senior brother's voice, the one that belonged to him in Su Ming's memories.
The appearance of that voice caused Su Ming's lifted right hand to freeze, and he looked towards his eldest senior brother as more tears of blood flowed down from his eyes while his heart clenched in pain.
That familiar voice made Su Ming feel as if he had returned to the ninth summit. He knew this was not real. He knew.
But there were certain times when even if someone knew what they saw was fake, they would still choose to look and listen, because that was no longer their bodies taking action. Those were actions taken by their hearts driven by familial love.
Almost at the instant Su Ming looked towards his eldest senior brother, he lifted his head swiftly, and blood-red light shone in his lifeless eyes.
"Nine Li Tribe relic, Forbidden Curse: Blood Swamp..." Veins popped on eldest senior brother's skin at that moment, and his body was swiftly torn to pieces before he turned into a sea of blood that quickly disappeared as it rushed forward.
"He's not Di Tian… He's my eldest senior brother…" Su Ming mumbled. There was still blood trickling out of his mouth, and he was still feeling the sharp pain, which was caused by latest strike just now.
If eldest senior brother had executed Di Tian's divine ability, then Su Ming might have been able to deceive himself by saying that the person before him was not his eldest senior brother but Di Tian's clone… but he had cast a Shaman divine ability, Nine Li Tribe's Art. All of this made Su Ming unable to attack.
He could not attack his eldest senior brother, who was like a brother to him.
Su Ming laughed brokenly, and during that moment, the sea of blood that had disappeared just now swiftly appeared around him.
"Youngest junior brother, why don't you tell me where you've been over the past few years..?"
When that sea of blood appeared, eldest senior brother's apathetic voice echoed in the air once again, and it caused Su Ming to be filled with an indescribable sorrow in the midst of his broken laughter.
He did not choose to dodge as that wave of sorrow filled his body. Instead, he simply allowed his eldest senior brother to surround him. Then, that sea of blood swiftly gathered on him, and in the blink of an eye, it had Su Ming completely covered.
An even more shocking loud bang reverberated in all directions during that instant. Once the sea of blood regained its human form, Su Ming's body was like a kite with a broken string flying in a storm. Blood gushed out from his mouth, as well as other parts of his body. Su Ming's face turned pale. He fell back several thousands of feet before he managed to find his footing, and as he smiled brokenly, he looked towards his eldest senior brother.
His injuries had become worse. However, at this moment, his eldest senior brother's words reached him again.
"Youngest junior brother… with this power, how could you look for Master and your second eldest brother..?" Eldest senior brother took a step forward, and a loud bang exploded before Su Ming.
Su Ming coughed up blood and fell back once more. If his body had not been strong enough, he would have collapsed and died a long time ago, but even so, his body was still hurting badly, and the pain would not stop.
Su Ming wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth. In the midst of his grief, his body was no longer the one in pain; it was his soul hurting. He was about to lift his hand again, but right at the moment he was about to counterattack in his sorrow...
"Do you still remember the time when we worked together and attacked Phantom Dais Tribe..?" His eldest senior brother's voice echoed in the air.
Su Ming's hand shook.
"Do you still remember the Shaman Soul I gave you before you went to the battlefield..?" Those words reached Su Ming's ears, and a shocking boom immediately resounded.
Su Ming fell back again. His whole body was covered in blood, but no matter how much blood he spilled, it could not hide away the pain in his heart, and neither could it cover the thick sorrow that surrounded him.
A layer of silence covered the area. All the Immortals were watching the battle with complicated expressions on their faces. They could see Su Ming's abnormal behavior and could tell that the person who walked out of the coffin had a incredibly unique relationship with him.
Eldest senior brother, this was what Su Ming had called the person in the coffin, and youngest junior brother was what that person had called Su Ming. These titles only served to prove their guesses correct. Tian Lan Meng stared at Su Ming's eldest senior brother in the sky with a dazed look, then at Su Ming. She bit her bottom lip, and an absent-minded expression appeared on her face.
She had only learned of her identity as an Immortal moments before the Catastrophe of the Eastern Wastelands. This had caused her to sink into a long period of silence, and no one could have possibly understood the confusion and mixed feelings in her heart.
When she gradually began to accept her identity, she found that the Immortals she saw and the things she heard them say were vastly different from those of the Berserkers. The Berserkers might also fight among themselves, but they were much less sinister and had way fewer methods they could deploy against their enemies compared to the Immortals, just like… what was happening right at the moment.
A fight to the death between brothers of the same Master. Perhaps Di Tian had already predicted this. He might had even wanted to see this.
"Eldest senior brother…"
Su Ming lifted his head and let out a loud roar towards the sky. He told himself that his eldest senior brother's voice was numb and apathetic. He told himself once again that as long as he destroyed Di Tian's divine will, his eldest senior brother could return.
Su Ming repeated this thought in his mind again and again, taking a swift step forward as he roared. With it, tears of blood were shed, and as he formed a seal with his right hand, the arms of his statue of the God of Berserkers immediately appeared behind him and charged towards his eldest senior brother with a bang.
This time, his eldest senior brother did not dodge. Strangely enough, he chose to stand in the spot. He did not move, but at the instant the arms of Su Ming's statue closed in on him…
"Youngest junior brother, kill me!
"Youngest junior brother, I'm your eldest senior brother!
"Youngest junior brother, I'm under Di Tian's control. I can only fight against him for a while. Kill me! And in our next life, let us be fellow clan brothers again!"
There was an anxious tone in eldest senior brother's voice, along with a wave of grief, causing Su Ming to forcefully stop his charging statue of the God of Berserkers at that instant.
Yet when he stopped, his eldest senior brother opened his eyes, and the apathetic, lifeless look in his eyes, along with the words he just said made Su Ming understand… that everything he had told himself was false.
"Youngest junior brother, kill me…"
Eldest senior brother may be saying these words, but he also took a step forward and closed in on Su Ming, ramming his head into him. With a bang that rang in the air, Su Ming staggered backwards, and a cross-shaped shadow appeared on his face.
That cross-shaped shadow was the same as the cross-shaped scar on his eldest senior brother's face. Once it appeared on Su Ming's face, it looked as if it had sunk deeply into his flesh, and a burning, rotting sensation swiftly came from it.
However, Su Ming was completely unbothered by this pain. He looked at his eldest senior brother and the apathetic, lifeless look in his eyes, before he closed his eyes. After a brief instant, he reopened them, and the grief in his own eyes had been hidden in the depths of his heart. What appeared at the front were complicated feelings, as well as understanding and anguish towards life.
"Eldest senior brother, I understand now." With pain and grief in his body and soul, Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed towards the sky.
"Later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm… Activate!"
Su Ming's voice almost turned hoarse from his roars as he vented the endless depression in his heart at that moment.
Chapter 672: The Statue from the Palace
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
'I wasn't strong enough. If I was strong enough, Di Tian wouldn't have dared to do this!
'My power still isn't enough for me to be considered a powerful warrior, or else I would be able to break the will connecting Di Tian and eldest senior brother!
'All of this… is because I'm too weak!
'I want to become stronger. I want to become endlessly stronger. I want to become a powerful warrior that can dictate its own fate!' Su Ming roared in his heart. Red filled his eyes, and his Qi burst forth from his body at that instant.
This was his roar towards fate, his roar towards Di Tian.
The anomaly in the world caused by his Berserker Soul had yet to disappear. It was still around, and Su Ming's serendipity had yet to end. He could still become stronger, but he needed enough stimulation and incentives. The stimulation he had obtained from his battle with Ji An had not been enough. By devouring the golden-robed Di Tian, that stimulation had reached an incredibly high level. Eldest senior brother's appearance and fate's decision against him had caused Su Ming to understand many things within a moment.
There were certain things that were out of a person's control when he lived in this world, just like what happened between eldest senior brother and Su Ming himself. This was… perhaps a form of Life.
And they needed to gain control over the power that was needed to break this Life themselves. Only by endlessly becoming stronger and making themselves the lords of everything could they… make sure that something like this never happened a second time!
This was Life.
In anguish, Su Ming knew that he had gained a deeper understanding towards the word Life, but the price for this epiphany was too great, and he… would rather have not gained it.
As his Qi erupted and his power in the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm continued rising until the large amount of signs for the later stage in the Berserker Soul Realm showed up, Su Ming saw his eldest senior brother being pushed back by an invisible force. At that moment, Su Ming lifted his right hand slowly and swung it at the sky.
"I understood how to clear my mind in the ninth summit, and after that, I understood the power of wind… I fused with the wind crystal and became the Wind Berserker." As Su Ming mumbled and swung his arm, the sky started roaring again.
More rainbows appeared, and their numbers were endless. They covered the entire sky until even the distortions up ahead looked as if they were only the wrinkles of the sky. When anyone looked over, they would find that their vision had been blocked off.
As loud booms echoed in the air, a humming sound that made it seem as if there was someone roaring begun in the sky. It was as if that person was trying to say something, but due to the distorted sky standing in between his words and the people's ears, no one could could understand him.
Yet even so, the pressure and the anomalies in the world as Su Ming began his endeavor to reach the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm already surpassed what was brought out when he reached the initial and middle stages of the Berserker Soul Realm previously.
It was bound to happen. The vast presence of Su Ming's venture into the Berserker Soul Realm would be unprecedented!
It was bound to happen. All those who watched Su Ming reach the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm would find this scene to be the most brilliant and beautiful light that they had ever seen up to that point in their lives!
"I, Su Ming, now bring forth the Berserkers' Wind Berserker! Appear!" Su Ming's voice spread out, and as the world rumbled, an infinite amount of wind rose swiftly around him. The violent gusts then rose above the nine heavens.
The sky and earth trembled. At the instant this sight caught the world's attention, waves surged and tumbled about the endless Dead Sea far beyond Eastern Wastelands. It was as if there were an endless amount of raging dragons roaring in the sea, and their roars swept up the seawater to bring up waves that surged into the sky, making it seem as if the entire Dead Sea was boiling and erupting.
Within the deepest depths of it was a place that practically no one knew about, and it was a place that was separated from the world by an immeasurable amount of seawater. That place was once a continent many years ago, but now… it had turned into a frozen world.
There was an entire city frozen solid within the depths of the Dead Sea. Freezing air spread out from it, causing that place of the Dead Sea to be much colder.
There was an innumerable amount of buildings and palaces within that frozen city. A tall altar could be seen within the silent city as well. On that altar was a frozen old man, and right before him was a long animal spine.
That was… Great Yu Imperial City!
In the midst of all the silent years, Su Ming seemed to have been the only living person who had coincidentally entered that place. Aside from him, it seemed like no one else had come to bother Great Yu Imperial City's sleep.
Yet at that moment, as Su Ming summoned the Wind Berserker from Eastern Wastelands, a powerful presence suddenly erupted from a lofty palace to the right of the frozen Great Yu Imperial City, right in the depths of the silent Dead Sea.
The appearance of that presence broke the silence that had lasted for years there. As it erupted, a loud boom reverberated in Great Yu Imperial City. The lofty palace shattered in an instant and turned into broken pieces of rubble that spread out to reveal a huge statue that was several thousands of feet tall.
The statue looked incredibly ordinary, but there was an endless amount of light breezes surrounding its body. That wind grew stronger with each passing moment, until it eventually stirred up the entire Dead Sea and caused a giant whirlpool to appear at the surface of the sea.
As the whirlpool spun with loud booming sounds, a shudder shook the statue before it rose from the ground and charged towards the area above. Then, it disappeared into the whirlpool in the Dead Sea.
Almost at the instant that happened and Su Ming pointed forward with his right hand the moment he finished speaking, the world rumbled, and a long arc traveling with an indescribable speed that far surpassed Su Ming's own swiftly closed in from the distant sky.
The sounds of wind that were stirred up because of it were strong enough to tear through everything, including the sky and the earth. Quite a number of the tens of thousands of Immortals collapsed due to the piercing howls of the wind.
During that instant, a gigantic statue appeared right above Su Ming!
Naturally, this statue was the one that had appeared after the palace was destroyed under the Dead Sea! A power that belonged to wind burst forth from within the statue, stirring up all the wind within the land of Berserkers to gather about.
The weather changed, the winds and clouds moved, and the shock from this sight caused the entire world to fall silent within a moment!
The statue did not move, continuing to float in midair. Yet for some unknown reason, all those who saw it felt as if they did not know whether what they were feeling was just a figment of their imagination or not. The sense they got was that while this statue might not have been revived just yet, it still gave off an air as if it was worshipping Su Ming.
Right at the instant this feeling appeared within the hearts of all those in the land, their eyes immediately went wide. In the midst of their shock, they saw… the statue slowly rising its arms and wrapping a fist in a palm before… it knelt down and worshipped Su Ming.
This feeling of perfection made it seem as if the statue was supposed to do this right from the start. It was as if the statue… had been in this form when it was created!
"Lightning, I deceived you in the past with a trick and obtained half of the lightning crystal. I fused with that half… to let myself become the Lightning Berserker… Right now, I no longer need the other half of the crystal. I will use the half I've obtained as the guide and have… the Berserkers' Lightning Berserker… appear!"
Su Ming waved his arm, and an endless amount of lightning erupted from within his body with a bang. Those bolts of lightning swam in all directions and turned into lightning arcs that swept through the sky.
In another direction of the frozen Great Yu Imperial City was another hall in a palace. With a bang in the depths of the Dead Sea, an endless amount of lightning shattered the hall, and thunder traveled out, causing the entire Dead Sea to boil and erupt.
A large amount of lightning spread out madly within the Dead Sea, causing the ferocious beasts there to instantly let out shrill roars and dodge madly.
At the same time as the hall was destroyed, a statue that was surrounded by lightning sparks appeared. As thunder roared, it moved through the entire Dead Sea and shot straight out of the water's surface.
The statue turned into a bolt of lightning that could break space itself, allowing it to leave that way.
Chi Lei Tian was leading his people in a charge through Eastern Wastelands, when his expression suddenly changed drastically, and lightning started bursting forth from his body uncontrollably, filling the entire area around him. Those bolts of lightning let out thunderous cracks that sounded like roars, excited cries, and shouts of submission.
The sudden change caused Chi Lei Tian to be momentarily stunned before he whipped his head around to look in the direction of the Dead Sea with disbelief on his face.
"I can sense the Lightning Berserker deity statue!"
It was also right at that moment that Su Ming swung his arm and finished calling for the Lightning Berserker. An endless amount of lightning instantly appeared in the wind. At the instant those bolts of lightning turned the sky into a pool of lightning, shocking roars instantly closed in from afar, and they… belonged to a gigantic statue that was exuding an endless amount of lightning.
That statue stopped right above Su Ming, directly opposite the Wind Berserker statue. Then, as if it was looking at Su Ming, it slowly lifted its arms and wrapped a fist in its palm, and like the Wind Berserker statue, it… knelt down with a bang and worshipped Su Ming.
"This world originally did not have any Fire Berserkers… The Fire Berserker was just an incarnation of the third God of Berserkers and was what the people called him… I inherited the Fire Berserker's Art when I was young, and since this Berserker died with the third, then now… the Fire Berserker will appear in the world through my hands!"
Su Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, fire rage within them. Immediately, in another direction of the Lightning and Wind Berserker, a wave of flames appeared out of nowhere in the sky.
"He Feng has died, but his will still exists in this world. With his will as your soul, the fires of the Berserkers as your body, and the Berserkers' kismet as your consciousness… Fire Berserker, appear!" Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed towards the flames that had appeared out of thin air.
Those flames immediately exploded with a bang, and at that instant, the entire land of Berserkers was set on flames by invisible fire. Right at the same time it seemed as if the entire land was responding to Su Ming, a figure with wings appeared within the flames Su Ming was pointing towards. The figure was like the Wings of the Moon, but it resembled… He Feng even moreso.
However, He Feng had already died, and the one that appeared right then was his will, which was remembered by the world after his death. Right then, his will manifested and fused with the world of Berserkers' kismet, and as it burned, a figure gathered in the air.
It was also a statue, but it was burning statue. It appeared as He Feng, and as it opened its eyes and met Su Ming's gaze, the Fire Berserker statue slowly lifted its arms and wrapped a fist in its palm as a salute before it knelt swiftly on the ground to worship him.
The Fire Berserker, Wind Berserker, and Lightning Berserker statues formed an equilateral triangle, and they were all kneeling towards Su Ming, who stood in the center, as if Su Ming was their king, their sovereign, the God of Berserkers which they acknowledged!
Chapter 673: Later Stage of the Berserker Soul Realm!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Later Stage of the Berserker Soul Realm!
Su Ming was standing in midair, right in the center of the three Berserker statues. He looked at the sky, and there was an endless amount of rainbows shining around him, as if they were all worshiping the Berserkers' King.
The distortions in the sky became a backdrop for this scene of Su Ming being surrounded by the statues, resulting in him looking like the core of the world.
Su Ming's Qi erupted forth with a bang as the three Berserker statues knelt down and worshipped him. An invisible wave of air surrounded him, howling, and caused Su Ming's hair to move without wind and his robes to flutter. The presence of his cultivation base also erupted forth at that moment.
It continued rising, until it reached the peak of the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm in the blink of an eye. He was only half a step away from the later stage, and he felt as if he could reach that stage if he just took one step forward.
However, this half a step was not easy to take. Su Ming's Qi and cultivation base might have increased exponentially, but they only reached the peak of the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. Su Ming could not take that one step forward to truly become a powerful Berserker in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm.
It was as if there was a membrane lying between these two stages, and he could not break through it.
The seal within Su Ming's memories was also mostly broken as his cultivation base exploded forth, bringing with it sharp stabs of intense pain. This pain remained in his head, and as the seal cracked even more, it grew stronger.
Yet Su Ming always felt a wave of power that traveled through dimensions on him, preventing the seal in his head from breaking. It was as if that power would absolutely not allow the seal in Su Ming's head to break, and it was increasing its strength in attempts to it to stabilize completely.
It was this power that had become the membrane preventing Su Ming from stepping into the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, causing him to be unable to completely reach a full outburst to push through.
A freezing glare appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted his right hand and swung at the sky. Immediately, the world rumbled, and the Fire Berserker, Lighting Berserker, and Wind Berserker statues lifted their heads, their movements causing a bang in the air. At the instant they stood up from their kneeling postures, they fused together right above Su Ming's head.
With the power that came from the fusion and the power of the world that was surging towards him from all directions, Su Ming charged once more towards the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. That charge turned into a loud bang that surged into the sky in his body and shook Su Ming's heart and soul… but he was still slightly lacking and could not break that membrane.
"Wind, rain, thunder, lightning. These are four of the eight runic symbols in Hidden Dragon Sect. I've fused lightning and thunder into my Lightning Berserker Art, and wind also has its own Berserker Art, only rain remains… Then, with my will, I will now gather all the rain under the sky to fuse it into my rain runic symbol and merge it into my statue of the God of Berserkers!"
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. When he lifted his hands and formed a seal, he spread out his arms, and a large amount of rain immediately appeared out of nowhere as thunder roared and lightning filled the sky. Together, they swept through the land.
This area was not the only place that was visited by rain. The entire Eastern Wastelands, Dead Sea, and the land of Berserkers… were covered by rain during that instant.
It poured down from the sky, and as it continued without stop, an endless amount of rain drops gathered together to form a gigantic runic symbol before Su Ming. That symbol was shining with a brilliant light, and it charged towards the place where the three Berserker statues had fused together before it instantly merged with them.
Once that happened, the power that erupted from Su Ming's body became even stronger, but he did not immediately attempt charging into the later stage. Instead, with brightly shining eyes, he stared at the sky as if his gaze could penetrate space itself, pierce through Yin Death Region, and see the world outside, straight at the source that was trying to stabilize his seal.
'I understood the Curse from Madam Ji's ring and the Candle Dragon's eyes, and I mastered it when the reincarnations in the Undying and Imperishable World could not wipe away my soul!
'It was completed… because of Ugly Little Thing's pa and the grass knot doll in his hand.
'Today, I will fuse the Curse in my statue of the God of Berserkers and make the person who is trying to seal my memories have a taste of my Curse!'
At the instant the dark light appeared in Su Ming's eyes, he lifted his left hand, and a wave of black fog instantly seeped out of his fingers. It swiftly turned into a doll that was surrounded by fog. That doll was an illusion. It looked as if it was made from grass, and its features could not be seen clearly, but there was an incredibly strange presence spreading out from it.
The fog doll seemed to possess a soul. It let out a piercing roar towards the sky, then charged to the three Berserker statues that had fused together with the rain runic symbol above Su Ming's head. The figures overlapped and merged together.
At that instant, Su Ming's Qi and cultivation base reached their pinnacle. This was the fusion of power from the Fire Berserker, Lightning Berserker, Wind Berserker, the rain runic symbol, and the Curse. As they gradually overlapped and fused together as one, a large amount of the rainbows in the sky collapsed and turned into an endless amount of crystalline light that charged towards Su Ming, then fused into the overlapped figure of the three Berserker statues, the Curse, and the rain runic symbol.
A loud bang that turned into a humming sound replaced all manner of sound in the world, causing the Immortals in the world to feel their minds roaring, and at the instant their minds turned blank because of the violent tremors in their heads…
The three Berserkers became one!
The Curse fused together with the rain runic symbol, and joined completely the three Berserker statues. When there was no longer any distinction between them, a huge body appeared in the world.
This was just a torso, but at the moment it appeared, the pressure that spread out from within it was powerful enough to shake the sky and earth. Su Ming swung his arm, and the torso immediately crumbled with a bang, then turned into pieces that charged towards Su Ming. Once they fused into his body, Su Ming lifted his head and let out a long howl that made the world tremble.
His howl reverberated through the nine heavens, and his cultivation base erupted at that moment, increasing madly within the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm before breaking through and allowing Su Ming to step into the cultivation stage that would only appear in his dreams when he was still in Dark Mountain.
The later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm!
The number of powerful Berserkers in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm might be a little higher than those who had attained great completion in the entire world of Berserkers, but no matter in which region they resided, they could be said to be the most powerful warriors there, and even those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm would go out of their way to recruit them to their side.
All those who reached this stage were no longer weaklings. Unless they ran into people like Su Ming, who had managed to turn his whole body into that of a true Berserker and whose power could not be measured with any of the previous conventions because his condition had never appeared before, then they were people who could look down upon the world.
Almost at the instant Su Ming's level of cultivation reached the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, the power which had come from another dimension and was holding down the seal in his head was faced with a direct resistance. Once Su Ming's cultivation base erupted, his power caused a large part of the seal to break.
As Su Ming fought back against that power, a bang went off in his head, and he immediately felt the power holding him down growing stronger, but even if it did so, it was not as pure as it was previously. It seemed that if more power was sent down, it would become increasingly murkier.
In fact, when Su Ming observed it with his power once he arrived at the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, he found a trace of an invisible path that was used by this person to send his power into him.
That path seemed to have been carved into his soul and had turned into an indirect picture. This picture was formed after six points were connected together, and that seal was contained within what they had drawn.
This was the first time Su Ming saw the passage formed by those six points in his head.
He let out a cold harrumph and did not bother about the power of suppression that descended on him. Instead, he traveled up against the flow of the path, and his divine sense instantly fused into the picture formed by the six connected points. He wanted to travel up the path this person used to descend on him and see… just who was the person who was suppressing him through another dimension.
Almost at the instant Su Ming's divine sense touched the six connected points, a loud bang rang in his head, and his consciousness instantly became clouded. He could vaguely see the endless Yin Death Fog surging about around him, and he felt like he was walking on a thin thread to charge towards the void.
He had no idea how much time had passed. When the area around him became clear, he saw the brilliant galaxy once again, as well as the vortex that was Yin Death Region below him. He also saw nine gigantic planets surrounding that vortex.
He could also see a thin thread stretching out from that galaxy into the vortex, and his consciousness had come out of the vortex through that thread.
Su Ming's consciousness swiftly traveled up that thread, but perhaps it would be more accurate to call it a shred of his will instead of his consciousness. He wanted to see with his own eyes Di Tian's will, which he believed was suppressing him from the real body.
The sensation of a shred of will wandering about might feel as if it had only gone on for an instant, but could also feel as if it had lasted for years. Su Ming had no idea how much time had passed. His will gradually grew weaker, and the reason behind it almost disappearing was because his power was still not enough to support his will spreading out like this.
Right at the instant it was about to disperse, Su Ming saw an innumerable amount of floating continents in the galaxy up ahead. There was a great amount of altars on those continents.
He had seen this place before. He saw it when Si Ma Xin died.
Su Ming's will dispersed, but right at the instant he was about to disappear, he saw himself following that thread and entering into the depths of the endless continents in the galaxy. It also meant that perhaps Di Tian's real self had cast an Art from this direction and caused Su Ming to be unable to break the seal.
Su Ming's eyes flew open. He stood in the sky, and there was an innumerable amount of gazes around him gathered on his person. He might have seemed to have gone on a long journey with his will, but in reality, it had only lasted for an instant.
At that moment, as Su Ming's cultivation base erupted and he entered the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, the world roared. In the midst of the endless distortions, a large area of the sky immediately tore apart… and a gigantic body descended with a bang.
This body had no limbs, no head; it was only a torso. However, at the instant it descended, the arms of Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers instantly manifested and fused with the torso at the empty spots where they fit. Then, what appeared before the people was a gigantic statue of the God of Berserkers that had no head and legs!
A savage presence spread out from the statue, and there was no attempt to hold back that presence at all.
"The later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm…" Su Ming took a step forward and stopped before the statue. He averted his gaze from the sky and looked towards… his eldest senior brother in the distance.
His apathetic eldest senior brother also turned his gaze towards Su Ming at that moment and looked at him with thousands of feet separating them.
After a short period of silence, as the pressure around Su Ming dissipated once his level of cultivation rose, a low growl that sounded as if it came from a wild beast swiftly fell out from eldest senior brother's lips.
Chapter 674: This Battle!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This battle could not be avoided!
This battle must be fought!
This battle was known as a Shaman's sacrifice!
As Su Ming's eldest senior brother roared, his expression turned incredibly ferocious. He lifted his left hand and seized the air. Immediately, a gigantic war drum was dragged out from the space in front of him.
That war drum was a hundred something feet tall and was entirely purplish red. It looked as if it had been dyed in an immeasurable amount of fresh blood over the ages. There was also a large amount of vengeful souls surrounding it, and as it appeared, those vengeful souls immediately let out piercing roars.
Eldest senior brother stood apathetically by the drum, and with the hook acting as his right hand, he struck it. A drum's beat that shook hearts and made the world tremble instantly spread out in all directions.
Layers of ripples reverberated in the sky. That drum was no ordinary drum. It was Nine Li Shaman Tribe's Nine Li War Drum. Once it was struck, it would terrify enemies and cause the person who had struck it to find their blood boiling. As it was stimulated, their cultivation base would also burst forth as if it had been set on fire.
The single beat of the drum caused eldest senior brother's face to instantly flush red. His eyes were no longer lifeless, but were shining with a glow that made him look like a wild beast that possessed no intelligence. At the instant he opened his mouth and roared, he charged towards Su Ming.
There was an endless amount of vengeful souls swirling about in the area behind him. These ghosts came from that Nine Li Drum, and as its sound reverberated in the air, they became so agitated that they would only rest after devouring enough flesh and blood to calm their emotions.
Eldest senior brother rushed over with a shocking momentum. Su Ming stood in his place and silently lifted his right hand to point forward. Immediately, the gigantic statue of the God of Berserkers behind him phased through his body and appeared right before him. The left hand, which represented lightning and thunder, was swiftly lifted up, and the statue hurled its left fist forward.
At the same time, the right arm that represented Destiny was lifted and swept toward the eldest senior brother's side. Due to being attached to a body, not only did the two arms become much more agile, they also became a lot more stronger than before.
A boom echoed in the air, and Su Ming closed his eyes behind the statue of the God of Berserkers. He formed a seal with his right hand before throwing a punch forward.
His statue was in the way, between his punch and eldest senior brother, but his attack still exploded at the spot where his statue clashed with eldest senior brother's divine ability. Su Ming's statue swayed and fell back several hundreds of feet before phasing through Su Ming's body to appear behind him.
Eldest senior brother staggered backwards until he arrived beside the war drum. Crimson gradually appeared in his eyes. They might still be dull and lifeless, but that crimson shade in his eyes could cover all of them, and almost at the instant that crimson started flashing, eldest senior brother struck the war drum with the hook acting as his right hand once more.
This time, three beats rang out!
The sounds from the drum rumbled in the air, and even if Su Ming was in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Real, he still felt his heart tremble. The statue of the God of Berserkers behind him even began showing signs of distorting. At the same time, right after those three beats of the drum rang through the air, eldest senior brother opened his mouth and let out a shocking roar.
As he did so, an endless amount of cracks immediately appeared on his body. Black blood spread out from them and turned into magenta fog. Once it surrounded him entirely, a powerful presence erupted from within that fog with a bang.
This presence was the pure presence belonging to a Shaman, and along with it was the strangeness and the ancient air of the Shamans. As that presence erupted, a hoarse voice spread out from the fog.
"I, the descendant of Nine Li, will now transform into… the Shaman Lord!" As his voice echoed in the air, the fog was swiftly absorbed by his body. When there was no longer any of it remaining, the eldest senior brother that appeared before Su Ming was distinctly different from before.
Even though he still looked as before, but complex runic symbols had appeared at the center of his brows, his arms, his legs, and his chest. These runic symbols did not seem like they belonged to the Immortals, but looked more like words that could be found among the Berserkers, yet no Berserker would be able to recognize them.
These were the Shamans' seals for their Spells!
"Youngest junior brother… I struck the war drum three times previously so that my blood would boil. As my blood was stimulated, I could turn into the Shaman Lord… but I couldn't maintain this form for long in the past, and I wouldn't have been able to cast the more powerful legacy Spells.
"Today… with Lord Di Tian's help, I can do it. This feeling of obtaining control over power… is great, very great…" Eldest senior brother's expression was still as apathetic as ever. He spoke slowly, and his voice reverberated in all directions.
"Since fate arranged for us to fight, then I hope… that you will not disappoint me in this battle…" As eldest senior brother spoke, he lifted his left hand and knelt down swiftly, but he was not kneeling towards Su Ming. He was kneeling towards the sky.
"I am the descendant of Nine Li and the Lord of Shamans… Youngest junior brother, let's see how much Shamanic power you will be able to make me bring forth!
"With the first Shamanic Spell, Song of Heavenly Worship, I ask the Shaman Vessel of the heavens to destroy this person who dares go against us Shamans!" Eldest senior brother bowed towards the sky.
With it, the distortions above instantly stopped moving, and threads of purple fog seeped out of the air before they gathered together into a purple skull in the sky.
That skull floated in midair and started spreading out a similar presence as all the Berserkers' supreme and priceless treasures in all continents that existed to destroy the Immortals!
This was clearly Nine Li Shaman Tribe's supreme treasure, the God of Shamans' skull!
At the instant this treasure appeared, it looked as if it had been revived, and dark light instantly appeared within its eye sockets. As it swept its gaze through the land, its eyes landed on Su Ming.
A chilling presence instantly filled Su Ming's heart. That skull's gaze immediately made a sense of danger rise within him.
At the same time, his eldest senior brother lifted his left hand and pointed forward, and the skull let out a buzz and charged towards Su Ming. As it moved forward, its powerful presence erupted, and an illusion also manifested above it. That illusion was of a hand, and by the looks of it, it wanted to crush Su Ming within its grip.
'Di Tian, what a clever move. So this child is the direct descendant of Nine Li Tribe? But by the looks of it, he shouldn't be the real direct descendant. He should lean more towards Xing Gan's line…
'Yet even so, just by using his blood as a lead, he could still summon the supreme treasure that belongs to Nine Li Shaman Tribe. Di Tian, oh Di Tian, by controlling this child, I can see… that you're aiming for many things!'
Ji An's eyes sparkled as he looked at Su Ming's eldest senior brother, and he looked as if he had understood something.
'This land is indeed mysterious. Not only did a terrifying existence like Lie Shan Xiu appear, it also has a powerful person like Nine Li's Shaman Lord. But it's also precisely because of this that the Berserkers were divided and the Shamans appeared. That was also why Lie Shan Xiu could not use many of the countermeasures he had left behind.
'Nine Li's Shaman Lord was born at the wrong time. His strength could compare to the first God of Berserkers and he even created the Shamans on his own. Then, he imitated Lie Shan Xiu and created several treasures to protect his race. These treasures can only be summoned by the direct descendants, and this alone makes him inferior to Lie Shan Xiu.
'Nine Li's Shaman Lord also has three clones that possess divine thoughts and intelligence. Each of them could be considered as direct descendant, and Nine Li Shaman Lords could appear from the descendants of those clones.'
As Ji An was busy musing, Su Ming looked at his eldest senior brother and nodded his head in silence.
Almost at the instant his eldest senior brother executed the first Shaman Spell as a descendant of Nine Li and that purplish black skull appeared due to his Song of Heavenly Worship, Su Ming sucked in a deep breath. He formed a seal with his right hand, and his statue of the God of Berserkers also lifted its right arm behind him, forming a seal. Its left arm also moved.
"God of Berserkers' alteration towards the stars, sun, and moon. First Alteration… Disaster of the Stars!" Su Ming hands touched slightly above his head before they parted swiftly, and he swung his arms at the sky. With it, the distorted sky looked as if it had been torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, and an illusion appeared in the air.
It was a piece of sky which had an endless amount of stars shining there, and the place was bright with starlight. At that moment, the stars moved about, and as they shone, they formed rays that grouped together into one to form a shooting star that charged towards the hand that had manifested from the skull.
This battle was a fight between Su Ming and his eldest senior brother, but it was also a battle between the God of Berserkers and the Shaman Lord!
Su Ming was executing the God of Berserkers' Arts, and his eldest senior brother was casting the Spells that he had inherited as a blood descendant of Nine Li's Shaman Lord. As these two clashed against each other, they seemed to have returned to ancient times, when the second God of Berserkers and Nine Li's Shaman Lord had fought as if it was their fate to do so!
Loud rumbling sounds surged into the sky at that instant, and the entire sky filled with stars crumbled, turning into an endless amount of shards. This was Su Ming's divine ability shattering. The hand formed by that skull also fell back under that roar, with all its fingers crushed. Yet when it fell back, that skull let out cracking sounds and more illusions spread out, allowing the hand to instantly recover.
At the instant that happened, the hand stopped falling backwards and charged forward to seize Su Ming once again.
"Disaster of the Stars!" Su Ming stayed in his spot and did not dodge. He instead formed a seal and pointed towards the crumbling starry sky and shouted those four words.
In an instant, the broken starlight that still existed within the shattered and fragmented starry sky shone once again, and as they charged forward with their crumbling forms while the sky was still being swept away, the starlight shone down with a sense of incompleteness.
The rays of starlight started intersecting with each other as if they had gained corporeal form and turned into waves of murderous aura. This murderous aura came from the sky, the starlight, and the broken universe. At the same time the ground was illuminated, the starlight that filled the sky turned into arrows that rushed towards the hand that had gathered once again above the skull.
An even stronger bang reverberated in the air. Su Ming staggered backwards and coughed up a mouthful of blood. As a dispirited expressions appeared on his face, his fighting spirit started boiling uncontrollably in his body. This fighting spirit did not come from his will, but was born from the world as a Berserker and a Shaman fought.
His eldest senior brother fell back and also coughed up a mouthful of blood, but that blood was black. As he was forced backwards, he lifted his head swiftly.
"The second Shamanic Spell of Nine Li's descendants, Earth's Burial! I ask the Shaman Treasure of the ground to destroy this person who dares go against us Shamans!
"The third Shamanic Spell of Nine Li's descendants, Cauldron Transmutation! The Berserkers may have a cauldron as their priceless treasure, but we Shamans also have a cauldron, and it is the treasure that we Shamans use to hold down our kismet. As the blood descendant of Nine Li's Shaman Lord, I now ask the Shaman Cauldron to appear!"
Eldest senior brother lifted his head and pushed his left hand towards the ground.
Chapter 675: Shamans' Sacrifice!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As eldest senior brother's voice traveled throughout the region, the ground started shaking nonstop, and the entire Eastern Wastelands looked as if it was tumbling about. The entire Dead Sea also trembled because of it, as if there was something that had been buried under the land of Berserkers and under the Dead Sea.
And at that moment, those things were being summoned into the world.
Three breaths. Only three breaths! Then, a loud boom that surged into the sky immediately shot up from under the ground. Right before everyone's eyes, the land squirmed and was continuously torn apart before a gigantic mountain shot out of the earth.
That mountain was clearly not buried here but had gathered together from the land of Berserkers due to eldest senior brother's call. Once it broke out and appeared, what revealed itself before everyone's eyes was a mountain that was tens of thousands of feet tall and standing erect on the ground, causing the pupils of all those who saw it to shrink.
Right when Su Ming shifted his gaze to the mountain as it shot out of earth, cracks appeared on it and booming sounds reverberated in the air. The mound of earth crumbled swiftly and turned into an endless amount of pieces that tumbled backwards. At that moment… a green armor appeared within it!
That armor had been clearly buried within that mountain, and when eldest senior brother summoned it, it was finally brought into the world. The armor shone with a piercing blue light and flew up from the crumbling mountain, appearing on eldest senior brother's body within an instant before turning into a blue vortex. As he stood inside it, he equipped the armor and stood there, stirring up the aura existing in all directions, just like a supreme king!
Nine Li's Shaman Lord!
He lifted his right arm, and a circular hole that was the size of a palm appeared above the right hook. That hole was pitch black, and it looked as if it could swallow all light from the area, causing the space around its edges to look as if was continuously shattering and disappearing. It was a terrifying sight to behold.
The black hole was lifted up by the right hook on eldest senior brother's arm, and he turned his gaze towards Su Ming.
"This is the Shamans' cauldron!"
Su Ming stared at the hole, then closed his eyes slowly. At the instant his eldest senior brother took a step forward and charged towards him like a blue shooting star, Su Ming's eyes flew open.
He lifted his right hand, then bent his body slightly to make himself look like a crescent moon. At the instant he formed that shape, he whispered softly, "God of Berserkers' alteration towards the stars, sun, and moon. Second Alteration: Shift in the Moon!"
When the shattered starry sky turned dimmer due to his words, a crescent moon appeared in the night-view above.
A powerful dark light shone from Su Ming's body, and he turned into a crescent moon whose light scattered through the area. Wherever it went, a biting, desolate air would fill the place!
Almost at the same time Su Ming executed this divine ability, an illusion of a moon appeared on his eldest senior brother's body, who was still closing in on him in the form of a blue shooting star. That illusion enveloped his body, making him look incredibly bizarre.
"Moon Slaughter!" Right at the instant his eldest senior brother was about to arrive, Su Ming opened his mouth swiftly and shouted.
The moon in the sky cracked right from the center, and the moon on Su Ming's body also cracked, but it did not result in any harm to him. The illusion on him had just dissipated. However, an incredible amount of power erupted forth from the cracks that appeared in the moon on his eldest senior brother's body, making it seem as if it wanted to rip apart all that existed.
"Destiny's reincarnations created my right arm!" Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed forward. The right arm of his statue of the God of Berserkers immediately turned into a young man with purple hair, and the two mountains behind him closed in on his eldest senior brother.
"The Lightning Enchanted Vessel became the divine power in my left arm!" Su Ming swept his left arm sideways, and his statue's left arm instantly turned into a bolt of crimson lightning that rushed towards his eldest senior brother.
"The three Berserker statues, the Curse, and the rain runic symbol became the source that formed my torso!" Su Ming's words were still echoing in the sky. His statue's torso immediately turned into the three Berserker statues and surrounded his eldest senior brother. At the same time, black rainwater poured down from the sky, bringing with it powerful Curses.
"And the final alteration for the God of Berserkers' alteration towards the sun, moon, and stars… Sun's Sacrifice!" Once Su Ming said these words, a piercing golden light instantly erupted from his body. As it spread out madly through the area, his body looked as if it had turned into a golden sun.
That sun was radiated a powerful light and heat, causing the entire world to be swiftly illuminated by its brightness. Within that light, Su Ming fused together with that sun, and with a heart of a martyr, he executed the strongest style within the alterations towards the sun, moon, and stars.
The entire world was replaced by the sun's light, causing no outsider to be able to see what was going on inside, but the continuous booms and tremors on the ground as well as the endless waves that were spreading in all directions were enough to prove just how powerful and shocking the clash was this time.
As booming sounds rang into the air, eldest senior brother fell back and black blood gushed out of his mouth. The blue armor on his body disappeared, and the Shaman Cauldron, too, vanished.
His body fell to the ground with a bang, right beside his war drum.
He lost, but he did not lose to Su Ming. He had instead lost to time, the time which allowed him to burn his blood. In the end, he could not make the span of time which he could become Shaman Lord last long enough.
The light in the sky disappeared, and Su Ming walked out from within. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and with a pale face, he looked at his eldest senior brother lying on the ground. If it was not because his eldest senior brother was unable to continue, then the victor for the battle just now would have still been undecided.
"Youngest junior brother… it is done…" Eldest senior brother struggled to stand up and lifted his head to look at Su Ming. "I have a final style… This style… is the limit of my blood. It is my fate… and also… my return…"
There was something unusual within eldest senior brother's words, and when Su Ming heard it, the grief that had originally been hidden away appeared once again. He nodded at him.
Just like how he had understood what was going on previously, he now understood that his eldest senior brother's will was not something that Di Tian could control completely. His will still existed, and it wanted to go through the Shamans' sacrifice. If he did not, then he would not live!
This was a form of life.
"I have the blood of Nine Li flowing through my veins. All the Shamans think I am a direct descendant… but I know that I am not. I am the scion of the three clones that belonged to Nine Li's Shaman Lord, Xing Gan…
"Xing Gan's descendants… have always been headless!" Eldest senior brother stood up and sliced through his neck with the hook on his right hand. With it, his head flew up, but even as blood gushed into the air, his body… remained standing on the ground. He showed no signs of falling down!
At that moment, a human face emerged on his chest. That face belonged to eldest senior brother, and the head that flew up crumbled in midair, turning into an illusion wearing a crown and an Emperor's robe. His face was filled with disbelief.
"As a descendant of Xing Gan, I will now forget my original name. From now onwards… I am Xing Gan! Axe of Execution [1], return!" A bang rang out of eldest senior brother's body, and the world went mad. Then, in eldest senior brother's lifted left hand, a gigantic bronze battle axe immediately manifested!
Translator's Note:
1. The connection between Xing Gan (刑干, xing2 gan4) and Axe of Execution (刑斧, xing2 fu3): The word 刑 can be a surname, which is the case for Xing Gan. It can also be execution/punishment, which is how Axe of Execution came to be.