Besides Xu Hui who remained calm, the expressions of the four cultivators changed. They were incredibly anxious, and some of them could not tell what Su Ming was thinking.
In truth, this was a sign that they were too concerned about this matter. Otherwise, with their intelligence, they would not have been affected so easily.
Xuan Shang hesitated for a moment, then could only smile wryly. It was impossible for him to remove the seal on the supreme treasure right then, or else everything would have been for naught. As he sighed, he calmed down and carefully thought about Su Ming's actions. Gradually, a hint of understanding appeared on his face.
The remaining three also had no other choice but to calm themselves down. As they thought about it, they seemed to have found some clues.
Passing off the fake as the real thing!
Their plan had always been to pass off the fake as the real thing, but under Su Ming's control, the fake would be infinitesimally close to the real thing. In fact, it would no longer be a mixture of the real thing, but would turn the fake into the real thing!
Because of that, they would be turning the fake into the real, and not … creating chaos!
Su Ming controlled his body to charge forward in the fog formed by the sea of fire. There was a complicated look in the grief and anger on his face, along with a feeling that he was venting his anger. His voice was hoarse as he roared.
"Dust Burners, come out!"
Su Ming's voice came out of the mouth of the body he controlled in a sonorous voice. It spread and echoed in the fog in the sea of fire, spreading in all directions and lingering for a long time without disappearing.
Time trickled by. Su Ming controlled the body to move forward at an increasingly faster speed. As he charged forward in the fog, his resentful roars continued echoing in the air, but the Dust Burners never appeared.
However, the fog in the sea of fire around him seemed to have been stirred up as Su Ming charged forward. It was as if he had turned into a form of friction as he moved forward. This friction caused the temperature of the fog around Su Ming to become higher, and in the end, blue flames burst forth with a bang.
The flames were just a spark in the beginning, but they instantly grew larger and filled the area around the body Su Ming controlled to turn into thick, fierce flames. The flames were formed by the fog, but the fog was also formed by fire. The distortions in space seemed to be its limit. At that moment, the fog turned into a sea of fire again. With an incredibly high temperature and a presence that seemed to want to burn everything, it charged towards Su Ming from all directions with loud bangs.
The sea of fire submerged the body Su Ming controlled in the blink of an eye, but at the instant it did so, Su Ming let out a cold laugh.
"A mere mortal fire that is only used to guard the door. How dare you disturb me!" The body Su Ming controlled lifted his right hand and swung it forward. Immediately, the nine blue lines of fire on his right arm shone with a blue light. Two of them shone, and as he swung his arm, booming sounds surged into the sky. The sea of fire that filled the area charged towards Su Ming's right arm, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by the blue lines.
Almost at the instant Su Ming absorbed all the flames around him, a cold harrumph swiftly reverberated in the fog, and a figure charged towards him from the fog in the distance.
Su Ming's footsteps came to a halt. When he looked over coldly, he saw a young man with an arrogant look on his face. There were six brands of flames at the center of his brows, and he was dressed in a long, fiery red robe. With a step forward, he instantly appeared in front of Su Ming.
At the instant he looked towards Su Ming, his expression changed, and the cold harrumph came to an abrupt halt. In fact, he even instinctively took a few steps back. With an expression of disbelief, he stared at Su Ming, at the face of the body Su Ming controlled, and at the nine brands of flames.
The more he looked at Su Ming's body, the more familiar he found it to be, and the nine brands of flames, which had never been new, instantly made him remember something.
The young man's expression changed drastically, and he cried out involuntarily, "Clan … Clan leader!"
The body Su Ming controlled was an imitation of the corpse the Xuan family had obtained in the past. However, some changes had been made to it, so it looked younger, but it was only similar and not exactly the same. After all, it was imitating the relationship between father and son, not the clan leader himself.
However, to make it more convincing, a lot of changes had been made to the resemblance between father and son, which was why all those who saw it would feel as if they were looking at the clan leader of the past.
This young man had never seen the real body of the previous generation's patriarch, so he didn't recognize him immediately. However, from the annual ancestral worship ceremony, it could be said that in the portraits of more than 40 patriarchs that he had worshipped in his childhood memory, the previous patriarch looked exactly like this.
The nine brands of flames at the center of the brows of the body Su Ming controlled played a decisive role in guiding the young man.
Yet soon, once he cried out involuntarily, the young man immediately noticed that something was off. The person before him only looked similar, but was not the person in the portrait. Because of that, when he connected the story regarding the previous clan leader, the identity of the person before him was already on the verge of being revealed!
"Do you know who I am now?" Resentment appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He took a step forward, lifted his right hand, and seized the air in the direction of the young man. The young man's heart was already in shock. At that moment, he could not summon even a single shred of combat power. As he retreated swiftly, he lifted his right hand to his lips and let out a whistle.
The whistle was piercing and reverberated in the air. At the instant it rang out, the fog in the area tumbled about, and a ball of flames manifested and charged towards the center of the young man's brows. It spun once at the center of his brows before turning into a firebird that flew up and charged into the depths of the fog at an incredible speed.
Once he finished doing all this, the young man retreated once again.
Su Ming cast a glance at the firebird. With his level of cultivation, he could make it stop, but this firebird was clearly a messenger. A glint appeared in his eyes, and he felt that something was off. After a moment of pensive silence, he chased after the young man.
When the young man retreated, he looked incredibly nervous. When he saw that Su Ming was chasing after him, he lifted his right hand and swung it before him while chanting. Immediately, the fog around him rumbled and turned into a gigantic shadow of fire before him that charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming did not say a single word. He did not even spare a glance at the shadow of fire closing in on him. He rushed forward and crashed into it. As booming sounds spread out, a deafening sound of something shattering reverberated in the air. The shadow of fire shuddered, and Su Ming shot through it. He lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the young man.
With it, the fog around him seemed to be guided by Su Ming, and it swiftly turned into a gigantic palm of fire that seized the young man.
The young man's expression changed swiftly. When he saw that the palm was about to close in on him, he gritted his teeth and wrapped his arms around his chest. He bent his body, and once he curled his body into a ball, he stretched his limbs outwards. The six marks of fire at the center of his brows shone intensely, and as if they were melting, they fused together to form a gigantic mark of fire.
At the same time, a thick crimson flame spread out with a bang from the mark of fire. In the blink of an eye, it covered the young man's entire body. As it burned, the young man's body instantly changed, and from a human, he turned into a giant of flames that was several dozens of feet tall.
His robes could not be seen, and neither could his appearance. The only thing that could be seen was a giant formed by flames, and there was an incredibly clear mark of fire at the center of his brows. He threw his head back and roared, then rushed towards the palm Su Ming had seized him with.
Booming sounds instantly reverberated in the air, and Su Ming's eyes focused. He was certain that this Transformation Art was an inborn ability of Dust Burners. It was the same as Heaven Traversers possessing wings. Dust Burners had been able to become one of the four venerated races and survive at the edge of the core of Divine Essence Star Ocean because they had this inborn ability to transform.
It could be said that the young man was originally in the middle stage of World Plane Realm, but once he transformed, his power immediately increased exponentially, and he seemed to have reached the later stage of World Plane Realm.
Yet even so, before Su Ming, he was still … unable to withstand a single blow!
If it was not because he wanted to observe Dust Burners and wanted to kill them, he would have done so in an instant.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he turned his right hand into a fan that crashed into the young man in the blink of an eye. As booming sounds reverberated in the air, the young man let out a shrill scream of pain. At the same time he coughed up blood, his body was sent tumbling backwards by the palm formed by Su Ming's palm in the air.
In fact, the inborn ability to transform also crumbled at that moment. As flames scattered in all directions, he turned back into the young man. His face was pale, and he coughed up blood again. He did not even have time to wipe off the blood at the corners of his mouth. He used the momentum to retreat once more.
Su Ming chased after him, but at that moment, the expression of the fleeing young man in the distance relaxed. Dozens of whistling sounds came from the fog at that moment, and they came from a dozen something long arcs closing in on him.
Su Ming's footsteps came to a halt. He looked over coldly and immediately saw the dozen something Dust Burners in the long arcs. Most of them were middle-aged men, but the person in the lead was an ancient old man.
Their expressions were incredibly stern, and in fact, there was disbelief and deep skepticism on their faces. Once they closed in, the old man supported the injured young man. When he saw the young man's injuries, he frowned, and when he lifted his head, he looked at the body Su Ming controlled.
Yet when he looked over, his expression instantly changed drastically. The people behind him also looked as if they could not believe what they saw.
"You are …" The old man stared at the face of the body Su Ming controlled. That face was incredibly familiar to him, and it was especially so when he stared at the nine brands of flames at the center of the body's brows.
All of this caused the old man's expression to turn incredibly complicated.
"Who do you think I am?!" In the face of the old man's question, Su Ming threw his head back and laughed. That laughter was filled with resentment, a forlorn air, and an ancient anguish that seemed to have accumulated over thousands of years.
The old man fell silent, but in the blink of an eye, a resolute look appeared in his eyes.
"Capture this person!" When he said those words, the dozen something people behind him froze for a moment, as if they were hesitating.
"Capture him!" The old man shouted this time. The dozen something people behind him gritted their teeth and flew out together, charging towards Su Ming. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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