At the instant the black piece disappeared from Su Ming's palm, the two old Fire Spirits by the sides of the chessboard cast each other a glance, then lowered their heads and closed their eyes slightly.
At the same time, the other Fire Spirits in the area also crouched down, as if they had fallen asleep once more. They did not reject or pay any attention to Su Ming, who was standing on the chessboard.
Su Ming swept his gaze across the area, and in the end, his eyes landed on the half of the skeleton and the long spear he held in his hand. A glint appeared in his eyes.
"This person came from ancient times and killed seven powerful warriors of the Fire Spirit Tribe. Even the two of us were not his opponent … In the end, I could only have my people offer us and stir up three-tenths of the fifth kiln's flames to refine him alive …
"But with his strength, three-tenths of the fire could only melt half of his body and seal his soul in this place. This is because he already wanted to die, or else … if he wanted to leave, we wouldn't have been able to stop him.
"The long spear in his hand is stained with a large amount of the Fire Spirit's life force. If you don't worry, this person won't be resurrected one day and rush out of this place. You can take the spear with you," the old Fire Spirit's voice echoed in the air. Su Ming looked at the half of the skeleton, and after a moment of pensive silence, he took a step forward.
When he arrived beside the skeleton, he cast a scrutinizing glance at it, and in the end, he was certain … that this person was not Lie Shan Xiu!
In truth, when he first saw the skeleton, he had made a guess. After all, Lie Shan Xiu had a spear known as the Undertaker of Evil. Su Ming had obtained a fake in the past, but he clearly remembered that the real Undertaker of Evil Spear was under the Berserkers' imperial city to suppress evil. Lie Shan Xiu should not have taken it away.
At that moment, when Su Ming observed it carefully, his previous guess disappeared. His gaze landed on the long spear in the skeleton's hand, and he swiftly lifted his right hand to seize the handle of the spear.
Yet the instant Su Ming touched the long spear that had changed from purple to black, a thick wave of murderous aura spread out from the spear with a bang and charged towards Su Ming's right hand. In an instant, it filled Su Ming's body. The strength of that murderous aura was so strong that it turned into a wave of impact that surged towards Su Ming's mind with loud booming sounds.
Under that impact, a dazed look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. Vague pictures appeared in his head. They seemed to be the memories of the spear, and they were displayed right before his eyes.
In the image, a middle-aged man dressed in black held a spear in his hand. He was in the underground cave. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes showed that he had no attachment to life. There were countless Fire Spirits around him, and there were nine huge Fire Spirits that exuded the aura of a Master of Fate, Lives, and Death. They were fighting against the man.
That person's face was expressionless, but with each thrust of his spear, the ground would tremble and the mountains would tremble. As the Fire Spirits died one by one, in the end, all the Fire Spirits in the area began chanting incantations at the same time. As they aged visibly, the ground under the middle-aged man's feet roared, and an endless sea of fire gushed out.
The picture changed. The middle-aged man appeared in another world. The sky was blue, but once he thrust his spear forward, the entire sky turned black. The hundreds of living beings on the ground crumbled and died at the same time. It could be seen that the world he was in was still one of the dimensions in the fifth kiln.
The third picture appeared again. It was in the galaxy. With just one glance, Su Ming saw the fifth kiln spewing out an endless sea of fire in front of the middle-aged man. Clearly, this was the time before he had stepped into the fifth kiln.
This picture was a flashback. It depicted the man's memories of being remembered by the spear.
The fourth picture instantly appeared in Su Ming's mind. It was … the place in the Barren Lands of Divine Essence that belonged to the area where the four Great True Worlds were stationed. Su Ming might not know which True World it was, but the middle-aged man in the picture had ropes formed by five-colored light on his hands. They bound his hands, and there were nearly one hundred runic symbols surrounding him like a seal. Behind him were seven old men. They stared at the man with complicated expressions on their faces before they lowered their heads and bowed to him.
The man turned around. There was a hint of gloom and sadness on his face. He lowered his head and looked at his bound hands. Once he opened them slightly, there was a faint red medicinal core in them. He held it tightly and walked into the distance.
Su Ming immediately saw the galaxy in the fifth picture. It was incredibly unfamiliar to him. It was not black, but red!
It was a red galaxy. In it was a middle-aged man with a long spear in his hand. He let out a shrill laugh and rushed towards a hairless teenager before him.
The teenager was dressed in a blood-red long robe. He did not look old, but there was an ancient air about him that could not be described with words. He stared at the middle-aged man coldly, but when he lifted his right hand, the middle-aged man immediately coughed up blood and tumbled backwards.
"Are you done?" The teenager's voice was calm, and there was an awe-inspiring air about him that held an air of superiority.
"I'd rather not learn the Dao of Extermination and not step into Death Realm!" the middle-aged man roared and rushed forward again in a frenzy.
The picture changed, and the sixth picture swiftly appeared in Su Ming's mind. In it was a cultivation planet. The sky was still red, and on the ground was a middle-aged man holding a woman's corpse in his arms. Tears fell from his eyes as he roared at the sky.
The woman's corpse slowly dissipated until it turned into a faint red medicinal core!
At the same time, the red-robed teenager walked out calmly, picked up the medicinal core, and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Eat it. Once you eat it, you can practice my Sacred Yin Sacred's Dao of Extermination. Once I take that step, regardless of whether I succeed or not, you will become the next Sacred Yin Sacred's Kalpa Lord."
When Su Ming saw this, he shuddered, but not only did he not let go of the spear in his hand, he instead tightened his grip around it. Then, he slowly lifted it up and took it from the skeleton's hand.
Immediately after, the picture in his mind changed again, and the seventh picture appeared. This time, the red-robed teenager stood in a world filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Before him was a boy about eight or nine years old. The boy was kneeling down at the teenager's feet, and with a young voice, he said …
"Master."
Su Ming's eyes flew open and he looked towards the skeleton. Then, he slowly brought the long spear in his hand to him. The skeleton's hand was originally holding the spear, and when Su Ming brought it up, the skeleton's hand was also lifted up. If anyone saw this with the naked eye, it would look as if the skeleton had lifted his hand on his own and handed the spear to Su Ming.
When the skeleton's hand relaxed, the purplish and black long spear was completely held in Su Ming's hand. With a flash, the spear disappeared from his hand, but a purplish and black ring appeared on Su Ming's right thumb. With a swing of his hand, the ring immediately disappeared and went into hiding.
After remaining silent for a moment, Su Ming took a few steps back, wrapped his fist in his palm, and bowed deeply towards the skeleton.
He now knew why the Fire Spirit had said that this person wanted to die. He was the Sovereign of True Sacred Yin World and the disciple of Sacred Yin Kalpa Lord. If everything had gone smoothly, this person would have become the next Sacred Yin Kalpa Lord.
But during this process, an accident had happened. His wife had died because of his Master, whom he had idolized since he was young. His body had been exiled to the Barren Lands of Divine Essence, but his soul had died a long time ago when the woman in his arms had closed her eyes.
Su Ming stared at the skeleton before him. In fact, he did not even know the person's name, but he knew that a person who could reach Death Realm by practicing the Dao of Extermination … was definitely an Almighty in Life Realm. This sort of powerful warrior … would definitely be so outstanding that he would definitely have a great reputation.
Once a person reached Life Realm, there was practically no power that could kill them. Even if there was, there would not be much of it. That was why he was still alive, even if he only had half a skeleton left.
However, Su Ming did not sense this person's soul on the skeleton or the long spear in his hand. The memories he had just now were just a remnant will in the spear. When the spear disappeared from Su Ming's hand, the remnant will also disappeared.
Once he bowed, Su Ming lifted his head, turned around, and walked towards the exit. The Fire Spirits around him were still crouching on the ground. They gradually closed their eyes, as if they wanted to fall asleep again. Su Ming took a few steps forward, then stopped for a moment before he looked at Flame Fiends' Progenitor, who was staring at him anxiously.
"This Nascent Divinity is mine," Su Ming said calmly.
As he said those words, the Fire Spirit holding onto Flame Fiends' Progenitor's Nascent Divinity let go. Immediately, Flame Fiends' Progenitor flew to Su Ming's side. Su Ming lifted his foot, and with a single move, he turned into a long arc that charged towards the exit. Flame Fiends' Progenitor followed closely behind him. At that moment, he no longer harbored any ill will towards Su Ming.
The two of them moved incredibly quickly through the underground tunnel. Before long, Su Ming rushed out of the crack on the ground.
Flame Fiends' Progenitor followed behind him. When he rushed out, he cast a glance at the crack on the ground with lingering fear in his heart, then looked towards Su Ming before he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed to him.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
Su Ming turned around and cast a glance at Flame Fiends' Progenitor. He did not speak, but lifted his head to look at the sky. When he scanned the area with his divine sense, he did not find the body of the supreme treasure in the world. Clearly, they had already escaped from the Flame Fiends' pursuit and went to another dimension.
However, the bald crane, Xu Hui, and Progenitor Long Hai had a connection with Su Ming, so he would immediately notice them the moment he stepped into the dimension they were in.
Flame Fiends' Progenitor hesitated for a moment. He did not dare to mention the matter of the white-robed teenager's physical body they had promised him previously. He was incredibly weak at that moment, and he was afraid that if he brought up this request, he would make Su Ming unhappy.
"Let's go," Su Ming said flatly. His divine sense had already found the exit to the dimension. With one move, he charged towards it. Flame Fiends' Progenitor quickly followed behind him. After some time, the two of them arrived at the distorted area formed by the exit. They stepped inside and disappeared from the world.
What the two of them did not know was that at the instant Su Ming took the purplish-black long spear from the skeleton's hand, the plump and ferocious-looking Zhu You Cai in another dimension suddenly shuddered. He slowly turned his head around to look into the distance, and his expression was filled with complicated emotions. (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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