Su Ming stood there quietly and looked at Shan Hen, who had fallen before him. Su Ming had mixed feelings towards this traitor of Dark Mountain Tribe. Killing him did not bring him any joy. Instead, it made his heart sink even deeper.
If this person had not committed a mistake that forced him to die, no one would have been willing to kill their own tribe member. If this person's mistake had not caused a large number of deaths, no one would have been willing to kill the powerful Berserker they admired when they were young.
Su Ming looked at Shan Hen's eyes, which were still open. The dull look in his eyes made it seem as if he was looking at a place Su Ming could not see. No one knew what he was thinking about before he died.
The baby's bone in his hand was stained with Shan Hen's blood. He held it tightly, as if it was his deepest obsession before he died.
Su Ming did not know why Shan Hen betrayed the tribe. He had no answer for it. He walked forward lightly and crouched down. He looked at the dead Shan Hen, and the image of this person bringing the beast's teeth to the La Sus in the tribe appeared in his mind. The kindness and laughter in his eyes as the La Sus cheered for him.
Su Ming lifted his right hand and wiped his hand across Shan Hen's open eyes, then closed them. His actions were gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing Shan Hen's soul.
Su Ming sighed softly. He was about to get up when his gaze fell on the baby's leg bone in Shan Hen's hand.
'Is it because of this..?' Su Ming picked up the bone in silence. He could not find anything special about it, so he quietly placed it in his bosom.
Su Ming stood up and looked at the familiar tribe around him. It was already past midnight, but moonlight still shone brightly in the sky with a full moon. The bright moonlight shone on the ground, and it served as a contrast to the snow on the ground, causing the world to not be dark. He could even see the faint outline of the moon.
He was about to leave when he felt a slight warmth on his chest. Su Ming lowered his head and brought out an item from his bosom. It was also a bone, but it was a beast's bone. It was the item the tribe leader of Dark Mountain Tribe had given him before they parted ways.
'If this item turns red, then it means that Dark Mountain Tribe is completely safe …' A smile that had not appeared for a long time appeared on Su Ming's face. The bone in his hand let out a red light and a slight heat.
'Our tribe members are safe …' Su Ming took a deep breath. Yet at that moment, a shocking roar came from Dark Mountain's Black Flame Mountain in the distance.
Su Ming lifted his head abruptly and immediately saw the top of Black Flame Mountain, which was located far away from Dark Mountain Tribe, exploding with a loud bang. The tip of the mountain shattered, and the sound echoed in all directions. Due to the top of the mountain shattering, Su Ming stood there and looked at the collapsed tip of the mountain, at the elder who was fighting against Bi Tu in the sky.
The elder seemed to be retreating, and his figure seemed to be heavily injured.
Behind the elder, the red mist tumbled, and the vague shadow of the Wings of the Moon appeared. There seemed to be a person standing on the Wings of the Moon.
This battle had been going on for a long time. The Elder of Black Mountain Tribe had originally thought that with his power of the Transcendence Realm, he would be able to quickly end this battle, but he did not expect that Mo Sang would still be fighting to the death with him.
More importantly, even if Mo Sang had not reached the Transcendence Realm, he could still use a lot of Berserker Arts. Most of them were things the Elder had never seen before, and the power of those Berserker Arts could even be compared to those in the Transcendence Realm!
If he had not mastered the Fallen Berserker Art and continuously absorbed life force from the ground during the battle, then this battle would have been even more difficult.
The moment Mo Sang was swept away, Bi Tu rushed out from the Wings of the Moon and charged towards Bi Tu. He did not dare use the Wings of the Moon formed by his Berserker Mark to attack. After all, he had lost control of the Wings of the Moon before. This incident had left a shadow in his heart, and at the same time, there was also a hint of fear.
He did not even know why, but the Berserker Blood in his body was becoming more restless, as if it was about to lose control and rush out of his body. That was not the main thing. What terrified Bi Tu the most was an urge that kept growing in his heart. That urge did not come from his mind, but from the blood in his veins. It was as if he wanted to worship a certain direction on the ground.
If he had not forcefully suppressed it with his power of the Transcendence Realm, then this battle would not have continued.
Su Ming stood in the tribe. When he saw this, he rushed forward in silence towards Dark Mountain. Su Ming could not fly and could not participate in the battle in the sky, but he could go to Dark Mountain and stand at the top, because that was the place closest to the sky.
It was only there that he might be able to help the elder. Su Ming's eyes shone with a strange light as he charged forward silently. The countless moonlight threads behind him looked like they were flying in the air.
'The tribe is safe now. I don't have to worry anymore … With my power, I shouldn't be able to participate in the Elder's battle. If I go, I might make the elder worry and distract him.' Su Ming's face was calm. He no longer roared like he did before. He may still be anxious, but he faced the situation calmly.
'If it wasn't because of the incident where I used my will to control the Wings of the Moon, I wouldn't have gone. But now, I might … really be able to help the elder!' Su Ming turned into a long, blood-red arc and charged through the forest with the numerous moonlight threads.
'I'll go to the place closest to the sky, which is also the place closest to the full moon. I'll perform the burning of blood!' The red arc charged through the forest at an incredible speed.
This thought did not just appear in Su Ming's mind. When he first saw the red mist Wings of the Moon on Bi Tu's back and the Berserker Mark of the Wings of the Moon at the center of Bi Tu's brows, the thought had been there.
Once he used his will to control the Wings of the Moon, the thought was no longer vague but clear.
'There are a lot of Wings of the Moon in all five summits of Dark Mountain. When I performed the burning of blood in Dark Mountain, I could feel the Wings of the Moon stirring restlessly … If I'm not mistaken, then if I perform the burning of blood in Dark Mountain under the full moon, I'll be able to make the Wings of the Moon even more restless and indirectly affect … Bi Tu of Black Mountain, who has clearly practiced the Fire Berserker Art!' Su Ming had learned not to be impulsive during the past few days of devastation in the tribe. He had learned to be calm and silent.
He did not choose Black Flame Mountain but instead ran towards Dark Dragon Mountain. The long, red arc flashed through the forest and traveled a long distance. At first glance, it looked like a red ribbon swaying continuously. As time passed by, the long, red arc passed through the forest and approached Dark Dragon Mountain, which was one of the five summits of Dark Mountain, based on the familiar path.
Su Ming could not remember how many times he had climbed up the mountain. He could almost remember every single spot on the mountain. The moment he got closer, he saw the long, red arc rise up abruptly. With a few leaps, he climbed up the mountain and did not stop. In the blink of an eye, he rushed towards the top of the mountain.
Su Ming used his full speed. Since he was climbing the back of the mountain, Bi Tu and Mo Sang, who were fighting in the sky, did not notice Su Ming's actions on Dark Dragon Mountain, which was not too far away.
The two of them were also in a highly concentrated battle, so they could not divert their attention to their surroundings. However, Bi Tu did not know why, but he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. The Berserker Blood in his body suddenly went out of control. It was as if his blood was boiling in his body. It shocked him and he quickly retreated. He once again used some of his strength to forcefully suppress it. His expression changed, and fear appeared on his face.
'Just what is going on?!' Bi Tu was shocked, but he did not have time to think about it. Mo Sang took the chance to close in on him and started fighting against him once again.
He was already at the end of his rope and was exhausted. However, he had already fought to this extent. He could not leave just because he wanted to, especially since Wind Stream's Jing Nan still did not show up. This made Mo Sang feel uneasy and threatened.
At that moment, Su Ming was running on Dark Dragon Mountain towards the top of the mountain. When he passed by the cracks on the mountain, he could once again feel the restlessness of the Wings of the Moon in the depths of the cracks.
'My guess should be right!' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He continued climbing. Before long, when he stood at the top of Dark Dragon Mountain, the mountain wind howled, lifting his hair and causing his torn beast skin robes to flutter. Yet he stood there with his back straight and looked at the sky. He looked at the red mist that filled the sky beside Black Flame Mountain and the two figures that were flickering rapidly as they separated and merged together. There were rumbling sounds and the dark python's roars.
There was also pressure descending on him. It was the change in the area caused by the elder and Bi Tu casting their Berserker Arts.
Su Ming took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged. He lifted his head and looked at the moon in the sky. The moon was round and its light was very bright. When Su Ming saw it, it made his blood feel as if it was about to burn.
'Elder, I'll be with you!' The shadow of the blood red moon appeared clearly in Su Ming's eyes. As the blood in his body boiled, the heat spread through his entire body. At that moment, he lifted his right hand, bit the tip of his finger, and pressed it against his left eye.
The fourth burning of his blood!
The instant the blood on his finger touched his left pupil, Dark Dragon Mountain immediately shuddered, and the moment it did so, all five summits in Dark Mountain started trembling as well.
At the same time, all the Wings of the Moon in the five peaks of Dark Mountain were roaring excitedly. They wanted to rush out of the blood-colored tree they were on. Their claws clawed at the tree in a frenzy. Their eyes were red and filled with disbelief and excitement as they screamed.
They wanted to rush out and worship their King!
At that moment, Bi Tu, who was fighting against Mo Sang in the red mist in the sky, suddenly shuddered and quickly retreated. Shock and panic appeared on his face. The Berserker Blood in his body was incredibly difficult to control, and it kept ramming against his body. His heart was also filled with a strong urge, causing him to involuntarily kneel down and worship the direction of Dark Dragon Mountain, which he could vaguely sense from afar.
'How could this be?!' Bi Tu's hair was a mess. Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. He forcefully stopped the urge that terrified him. At the same time, he saw the frail figure sitting cross-legged on Dark Dragon Mountain!
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