The moment the blood vein broke, Lei Chen trembled and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Shan Hen was sent flying by Nan Song's palm. His face turned pale and he staggered several dozens of feet back when he landed on the ground. Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, and there was a complicated look on his face. There was guilt and pain on his face, and he lowered his head as if he did not dare face Nan Song.
All of this happened too quickly. In the blink of an eye, the tables had turned. Su Ming stared at Shan Hen and laughed brokenly.
Shan Hen's face was pale. Blood continued trickling down the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he lifted his head and let out a shrill cry. He turned around and no longer looked at Nan Song and Su Ming. Instead, he ran madly towards the forest. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the forest. As his cries of pain faded into the distance, Shan Hen also disappeared into the forest.
At the same time, the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe laughed viciously, as if he had expected this to happen. He charged towards Nan Song, and the man in black who had been fighting against Nan Song just now also threw a punch towards Nan Song, still injured.
Nan Song's face was filled with grief. His face was pale, and his body had withered until he looked like a skeleton. The crescent moon blade had been stabbed deep into his back, and blood continued flowing out of it.
At the instant the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe and the man in black closed in, Nan Song suddenly laughed loudly. His laughter was filled with desolation, and his body trembled. Immediately, a long crack appeared at the center of his brows, and a dim green shadow swiftly shot out towards the incoming enemies.
At the instant it closed in on the man in black and the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe, the green shadow exploded with a bang and turned into a shocking wave of impact that swept out in all directions. The man in black was already injured, and he could not withstand the impact. His fragile eyes immediately shattered, and as he screamed in pain, he retreated.
The tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe also did not expect that Nan Song would be able to use such a method even though he was heavily injured. He also knew that the crescent moon blade stabbed into Nan Song's body contained a powerful poison that could freeze blood and prevent a powerful Berserker's blood veins from exploding. That was why he dared to get close to Nan Song.
That blade was originally prepared by Black Mountain Tribe for the Elder of Dark Mountain Tribe, but an accident happened, and they had to use it on Nan Song.
The patriarch of the Black Slaughter Clan coughed out a mouthful of blood. He could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, and as he coughed out blood, his aura became even weaker. He retreated hundreds of feet, and his face was filled with shock.
At the same time the cyan shadow exploded, Nan Song's eyes suddenly shone brightly, as if all his injuries had been healed. He took a step forward and directly arrived in front of the heavily injured man in black. He punched the man in black who was unable to dodge in time.
A boom rang out, and the black-robed man's body trembled. His chest was a mass of blood and flesh. His eyes dimmed, and he died.
Nan Song did not stop. He looked at the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe, who was not too far away from him. His expression was calm, and he charged forward. The tribe leader's face was filled with terror. He screamed and quickly retreated. Once he closed in on the remaining five tribe members of Black Mountain Tribe, he saw that Nan Song had already closed in on him. Without any hesitation, he grabbed one of the tribe members beside him and sent a wave of power into him before throwing him towards Nan Song.
The screams of pain from the Black Mountain Tribe member were drowned out by the sudden explosion from his body, which turned into a large amount of blood mist. The tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe roared in fear and panic.
"Retreat!" As he spoke, he and the remaining four Black Mountain Tribe members rushed into the forest without a care for the world under their protection. They were completely terrified, especially when they saw how strong Nan Song was. They could not believe what they were seeing.
To the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe, his life was too precious. He could not stay here. Besides, he knew that the next wave of reinforcements from Black Mountain Tribe was already on the way. As long as they met up with each other, they would be safe.
"You want to leave?!" Nan Song did not even look at the self-destructing Black Mountain Tribe member in front of him. He swung his right hand, and the blood mist instantly dissipated. Once he landed on the ground, he pushed his hands against the ground.
Instantly, the ground under the tribe leader and the other four people's feet started trembling. A gigantic hand made of mud shot out and grabbed the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe. In the midst of the madness of the tribe leader, he pushed the tribe member beside him away once again and avoided death, but he seemed to have lost all his courage. He did not even turn his head back. With the other three tribe members, he rushed into the forest and fled.
"Black Mountain Tribe that has lost its honor, get lost!" Nan Song did not chase after them. Instead, he stood there and let out a shocking roar towards the forest.
Everything that had happened just now had happened within the span of a few breaths. Su Ming closed in quickly and saw Nan Song standing there. He watched as the people from Black Mountain Tribe ran away and his body visibly weakened.
'The tribe should be safe now … The next wave of Black Mountain Tribe members won't arrive so soon. Many of them have died, and they're already thinking about retreating.' Nan Song continued standing there. The crack at the center of his brows let out a gray light.
"I've fulfilled my promise with your elder … I've repaid him for saving my life all those years ago …" Nan Song looked at Su Ming and a smile appeared on his face.
"Grandpa Nan Song …" Su Ming said softly.
"Honestly, even if Shan Hen didn't hurt me, I wouldn't have been able to last much longer. I originally wanted to use my Verdant Chains to heal all of you before I died, and I also wanted to make up for the part of Lei Chen's life that I sucked away. But now, I can't do it anymore." Nan Song sighed softly and lifted his head to look at the sky. The sky in the distance was still filled with red mist. Faint rumbling sounds could be heard. He knew that Mo Sang was still persevering.
"If you can see Shan Hen … help me ask him why!" Nan Song placed his hands behind his back and closed his eyes. He stood there, unmoving. His body seemed to have taken root in the ground. Before him was the forest shrouded in darkness, and behind him were the tracks left behind by the people of Dark Mountain Tribe.
Under the moonlight, his back was dragged out for a very, very long time … A tragic feeling filled Su Ming's entire body. He looked at the lifeless Nan Song, but did not touch him. Instead, he took a few steps back and knelt down before Nan Song, kowtowing three times.
"Su Ming …" Lei Chen struggled to stand up and went to Su Ming's side. He also knelt down on the ground. There was sadness on his face. At that moment, he no longer looked like a teenager. He looked old, as if he was in his forties.
After a long while, a gentle breeze blew past and blew the snow on the ground. It blew the strands of hair on Nan Song's body that still stood tall even after he died. It also blew at Su Ming and Lei Chen's hearts.
"The tribe should be safe now … Lei Chen, you should go back." Su Ming stood up quietly. There was a cold glint in his eyes as he looked at the dark forest before him.
Lei Chen touched his right eye. It was already blind. He fell silent for a moment before he shook his head.
"I'm not going back.
"I want to search for a power that can make me stronger … Only when I become strong will I not be humiliated. Only then can I protect the home and tribe members I want to protect.
"I heard that there's another tribe on the other side of the plains. That tribe is very far away, but it's even stronger than Wind Stream … I want to go there. No matter what price I have to pay, I want to become strong!
Even if I have to become a Fallen Berserker, I'm willing! " Determination appeared on Lei Chen's face, along with a hint of madness. However, that madness was only hidden deep within his eyes. It did not show on his face.
"Su Ming, you're different from me. Once you return to Wind Stream, you'll have a better future ahead of you. But we're brothers … brothers for life … Wait for me. One day, once I become strong, I'll come back!" Lei Chen closed his eyes and mumbled. He went forward and hugged Su Ming. The two of them hugged each other quietly. After a long while, Lei Chen laughed loudly and turned around with his slightly aged back. He walked into the distance, towards the place where his dreams and perseverance lay. He walked further and further away until he completely disappeared from Su Ming's sight.
Su Ming looked at Lei Chen. He did not try to persuade him, but instead watched him leave. He did not know whether he would see Lei Chen again. Su Ming was lost about the future.
After a long while, he shook his head. Under the full moon in the sky, his confusion was replaced by a cold, murderous aura. He looked at the forest hidden in the darkness and took a deep breath.
'Now, it's my turn to kill all of you!
'There's still Shan Hen …' Su Ming turned his head back and looked in the direction of Wind Stream. His tribe members were hidden in that direction. Perhaps Bai Ling was still in Wind Stream.
'The promise …' Su Ming closed his eyes in anguish. When he opened them once again, they were filled with a frightening calm. He took a swift step forward, and moonlight surrounded his entire body. Under the full moon, he was like a shadow that brought death with him. He disappeared into the forest and charged forward in pursuit of his target.
Without the pursuers, his tribe members would reach Wind Stream City safely. Su Ming was certain of this. He also knew that he no longer needed to do anything for his tribe members during the migration.
He had already done everything he could, but at that moment, he had something more important to do. He remembered clearly that when the Elder of Black Mountain Tribe appeared, the vague thought that had appeared in his head amidst the familiarity.
That thought exploded in his mind when he saw the elder being chased by the gigantic Wings of the Moon. When he felt as if he had flown up and turned into the Wings of the Moon that changed its direction and charged towards the Elder of Black Mountain Tribe, the vague thought in Su Ming's head became clear.
'Fire Berserker Art … I practice the Fire Berserker Art, and the Wings of the Moon were transformed from the Fire Berserker Tribe members. That's why I can suppress them! 'Because I've performed the third burning of blood, my blood seems to have fire as well. That's why … I should be able to help the elder!' The shadow of the crimson red moon shone in Su Ming's calm eyes. It looked strange in the dark.
His body was like a wisp of smoke as he charged through the forest.
'Before that, I have to make Black Mountain Tribe suffer! I have to make them feel the sorrow of their tribe members dying … The tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe is heavily injured now. The three people beside him are no longer a threat … and Shan Hen! 'Su Ming clenched his fists and lowered his head before disappearing into the forest.
From being chased to being chased, from being the prey to becoming the hunter, Su Ming had changed a lot without his knowledge.
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