The person who was the commander of the tens of thousands of cultivators from the Immortals' Union, who was already middle-aged but still had the handsome face of a youth … was Su Ming's childhood playmate, Bei Ling!
This was the elder brother whom Su Ming respected when he was in Dark Mountain. Later on, when they met in the land of Berserkers, he understood that everything was fake, and now … he was standing in the distant galaxy.
Su Ming looked at him, and Bei Ling, too, cast his gaze on Su Ming. Their gazes met through the galaxy and tens of thousands of cultivators, and at the instant their gazes met, a loud bang rang out in Bei Ling's heart. His face instantly turned pale, and he staggered a few steps backwards. The power of the later stage of World Plane Realm erupted from his body. It swept through the area, and only then did he manage to stop himself from moving back under Su Ming's gaze.
However, a trickle of blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth, and even his pale face turned into shock. At the instant Su Ming looked at him, Bei Ling had a strong feeling that Su Ming's gaze was like a sharp sword that pierced through space and into his body through his eyes. It swam through his veins, cut apart his flesh, and broke all his bones. It was as if everything about him had been seen clearly, as if he was naked under Su Ming's gaze.
Even his soul had nowhere to hide under this gaze. All his secrets, all his memories, all seemed to be seen clearly by this person's eyes. It made him feel as if he was alone in a vast sea of people.
It was especially so for Bei Ling. He felt as if there was some sort of strange and enchanting power in that gaze. It was as if this person knew everything about his past, giving him an incredibly familiar feeling, but also a sense of unfamiliarity that he had never seen before.
In Bei Ling's eyes, this was definitely due to the person practicing some sort of Art of the Eye. He could not tell who Su Ming was. After all, Su Ming's current appearance was that of Dao Kong, and his level of cultivation surpassed that of the people in Bei Ling's memories. However, he could tell that the person who came was definitely not ordinary.
When Bei Ling remembered the name shouted by the tens of thousands of cultivators, two words immediately appeared in his heart.
'Dao Kong!'
Su Ming's expression was calm. He looked at Bei Ling, and memories rose in his mind. The final memory was of him killing Beiling in Ninth Summit.
However, at that time, he had only killed his projection in the land of Berserkers, and clearly, the one standing there right then was his real self.
Su Ming could see through Bei Ling's level of cultivation with just one glance. He was in the later stage of World Plane Realm, and he was only a sliver away from attaining great completion. Possessing this level of cultivation at this age was enough to prove that he was a prodigy. Even though the difference between him and Su Ming was like heaven and earth, there was no way Bei Ling could compare to Su Ming's experiences. To Su Ming, the trip to the Barren Lands of Divine Essence had allowed his body and soul to go through a metamorphosis and leap forward.
The life and death experiences during this period were far beyond what an ordinary person could bear.
When he saw Bei Ling again, Su Ming no longer cared about his previous bewilderment. He no longer wanted to think about the truth behind Dark Mountain. It did not matter whether it was real or fake. As long as he knew that he was real, that was enough.
However, when Su Ming saw the bow on Bei Ling's back, a complicated look appeared on his face. That bow existed in his memories. It belonged to Bei Ling's father, the Head Bow of the Guards in Dark Mountain Tribe.
In Su Ming's memories, the bow did not in truth belong to Bei Ling's father. It belonged to Dark Mountain Tribe, and it was the keepsake passed down by each generation's Head of the Guards in Dark Mountain Tribe.
Even though there was a possibility that the memories were fake, Su Ming believed that they were real. Then all of this had to happen according to his memories.
"If that's the case, then … I'll leave this bow behind," Su Ming mumbled softly. Only he could hear his voice. It did not matter whether it was Xu Hui or Zhu You Cai by his side, none of them could hear him.
With a soft sigh, Su Ming stood on the ship and took a step towards the galaxy in front of him. When his foot landed, he was already in the battlefield. His expression was calm, and he walked towards Bei Ling at a moderate pace. As if the tens of thousands of cultivators before him were nothing, he walked forward in a relaxed manner.
At the instant Su Ming walked over, Bei Ling's pupils shrank. He took a few steps back again, and his expression changed several times.
"Activate the Sun Destroying Lightning. The two of you … go and test this person's level of cultivation!" The two people by his side hesitated for a moment before they gritted their teeth and voiced their obedience. Then, they turned into long arcs that charged towards Su Ming in the battlefield.
Su Ming's expression was calm. When he moved forward, cultivators from the Immortals' Union immediately charged towards him with bloodshot eyes. When Su Ming cast his gaze over, he saw that the cultivators were packed densely together. There were many of them, and all sorts of divine abilities, Arts, and Enchanted Treasures shone. They charged towards Su Ming like rain from the galaxy.
Su Ming lifted his right hand and took a step forward. He immediately closed in on a cultivator, lifted his right hand, and casually seized the cultivator's neck. When he tilted his body to the side, a loud crack rang out. The cultivator could not dodge at all. His eyes instantly darkened, and his neck was broken by Su Ming. At the same time, a red flame spread out from Su Ming's hand and instantly reduced the cultivator's physical body to ashes.
Even his Nascent Divinity could not escape and was instantly destroyed.
However, the death of one cultivator did not pose any threat to the tens of thousands of people in the battlefield. More cultivators roared and rushed towards Su Ming.
Booming sounds shook the sky and earth. Countless divine abilities landed on Su Ming's body, but they could not stop him in the slightest. The divine abilities crumbled on his body, but they could not injure him in the slightest. His physical power alone was enough to sweep through the entire area.
A large number of Enchanted Treasures charged towards him, but at the instant they touched Su Ming, sounds that sounded like metal clashing against metal rang out. All sorts of Enchanted Treasures shuddered and tumbled backwards at the same time. Their light instantly became dull, as if the rebound from Su Ming's physical body had shaken their Vessel Souls.
This scene gradually filled the incoming cultivators with shock. Bei Ling's expression also changed drastically while he was in the distant galaxy.
At that moment, Su Ming took another step forward. When his foot landed, the galaxy let out a loud bang, and a large amount of ripples stirred up under Su Ming's feet. As they spread out, all the cultivators who touched them immediately shuddered before their bodies were torn to shreds.
Su Ming maintained a certain rhythm with his footsteps. He was neither fast nor slow, just as he usually did. With each step he took, a thick trail of blood gradually formed behind him. The cultivators in front of him all retreated. For a period of time, no one dared to stop him.
Su Ming's level of cultivation far surpassed that of the cultivators in the area. If it was any other powerful warrior, perhaps due to their status, they would find it beneath them to attack, but for Su Ming, there was no such thing. No matter who it was, as long as they blocked his path, they would have to withstand his destructive power.
The strong preyed on the weak. This was the law of the universe. If the strong found it beneath them to attack the weak and only fought against those who were also strong, then while it might seem as if there were rules in the world, in Su Ming's eyes, it was chaos.
Otherwise, what sort of motivation would there be for the weak to risk everything to become strong? Sometimes, relying on the strong to bully the weak was a desire that came from the depths of a person's heart. They did not want to say it out loud, but they longed for it.
As Su Ming moved forward, the tens of thousands of cultivators from the Immortals' Union opened up a path for him. When they looked at him, there was fear in their eyes. The river of blood behind Su Ming bore witness to the fate of all those who dared to block his path.
At that moment, two long arcs suddenly flew out from the crowd. Before they even closed in on Su Ming, four rays of dark light were thrown out from their hands. At the instant they flew out, they let out piercing screeches and turned into four dark birds. They exuded a power equivalent to those in Solar Kalpa Realm and charged towards Su Ming.
Sun Destroying Lightning!
This was one of the powerful weapons of the Immortals' Union, and it was as famous as the Moon Destroying Lightning. It was created by the Immortals' Union during the past one thousand years, and it was said that only the Sacred Temple knew how to create it. Its might was so great that it shone with the brightest light during the battles between the Immortals' Union and Morning Dao Sect.
Its name was Sun Destroying Lightning. It might not be able to truly kill cultivators in Solar Kalpa Realm, but it could still force them to retreat. In fact, if there were enough of them, it was not impossible for them to kill them!
In truth, during the many battles between the Immortals' Union and Morning Dao Sect, the number of Almighties in Solar Kalpa Realm who died under the Sun Destroying Lightning had already exceeded dozens. Each time, hundreds of Sun Destroying Lightnings shot out at the same time. The power that shook the heavens reverberated in the air, and it was enough to make the hearts of all those who saw it tremble violently. The destructive power could also instantly make a person lose all will to fight.
Su Ming stared at the four dark birds that were letting out piercing screeches and charging towards him as if they had locked onto him. He did not dodge. He simply allowed the four dark birds to close in on him, and under the sinister gazes of the middle-aged cultivators formed by the two long arcs, he lifted his right hand … and grabbed one of the dark birds. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Three consecutive powerful booms instantly attracted the attention of all the cultivators fighting in the area, but when they looked over, their hearts trembled. The three Sun Destroying Lightnings exploded on Su Ming's body, but as they crumbled, Su Ming remained as calm as ever. In fact, not even a single strand of his hair had flown up.
The dark bird formed by the Sun Destroying Lightning struggled continuously in his hand, but it could not escape from Su Ming's grasp. Su Ming stood in the galaxy and lowered his head to stare at the dark bird in his hand. As his eyes sparkled, thin branches that no one could see appeared on his right hand. They shot through the dark bird formed by the Sun Destroying Lightning and started analyzing it.
'It's fused with Shaman Arts and the laws of the universe. It's formed by the explosive power of a cultivator in Solar Kalpa Realm's blood essence. A cultivator in Solar Kalpa Realm can create nearly one thousand of these Sun Destroying Lightnings. Perhaps … a ferocious beast equivalent to a cultivator in Solar Kalpa Realm can also do this.
'But the power of the blood essence in it is slightly unfamiliar.' Su Ming squeezed his right hand, and the dark bird immediately melted, layer by layer. Under the shocked gazes of the people in the area, they saw the dark bird in Su Ming's hand continuously melting, and a drop of golden liquid appeared.
The thick stench of blood on it proved that it was a drop of blood.
As he stared at the drop of blood in his hand, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He brought it to his mouth and touched it gently with his tongue. Then, a strange light shone in his eyes.
'There's not a hint of negative aura in it. In fact, it can nourish the soul and make a person feel as if they're under a warm sun. What sort of ferocious beast's blood is this? How could it have such an effect?!' If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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