"But it's one thing for you to treat me and my mother as chess pieces. We are your family, and you have the right to do so. If I hate you, then I can only hate you for being an unfilial son!
"But … why did you treat my friends and all the people I know as chess pieces?!" When Su Ming lifted his head, red appeared in his eyes.
"They have nothing to do with you. Yu Xuan isn't suitable for me? It's not that she isn't suitable for me, but she has a mission you gave her. She wants to stay in the Emperor of Abyss' True World, because you treated her as a chess piece from the moment she was born!
"Yu Xuan, Fei Er, they are the same person!" Su Ming clenched his fists, and more red appeared in his eyes. He could vaguely feel the tear that had fallen on his face while he was outside.
"The little sister who stayed by my side when everything was dark … the daughter of the second God of Berserkers … I should have thought of it a long time ago. I should have thought of it a long time ago, but when you stopped me from extending my hand, at that moment … I understood." Su Ming shook his head. He had come here to ask why.
But he also understood that this was a question that he already knew the answer to.
"I've already done a lot for you … Let me go. Let my mother go. Let my friends go. From now on, you can walk down the path of the Abyss Builders to rise to power. You can continue saying that there is no home without a race.
"That is indeed the case. There is no home without a race. Once you have a race, you can build your own family … but your family is no longer me or my mother.
"And what I stand for is that there is no home without a race. It is precisely because I have a home that I will protect a race for my family. For my family's safety, I will make a race rise to power. The ones who support me in doing all of this are my family!" Blood trickled out of the corners of Su Ming's mouth. Su Xuan Yi's roar just now had injured his body. As he spoke, Su Ming wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth and took a few steps back while looking at his father.
"To all Abyss Builders, you … are a senior worthy of respect. You are the soul of our race worthy of respect." As he spoke, Su Ming wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply.
"But as a father, as a husband, you …" Su Ming lifted his head, and an unfamiliar light appeared in his eyes. He did not continue speaking, but instead turned around and took a step into the air.
"Stop using me. Stop plotting against my mother and my friends. This is the last time. This time, I just won't call you father, but if there's a next time … we'll be enemies!
"From now on, you will be the hero who will make the Abyss Builders rise to power, and I … will just be a nobody who will protect my family and my companions. Let us not have any more interactions." Su Ming stepped into the air and gradually disappeared.
When he appeared, he stood on the altar. Before him was Sang, and with a complicated gaze, he stared at Su Ming. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed softly. When he lifted his right hand, a wooden sword appeared in it.
"Your father asked me to give this to you. He once said that if you can control this sword, you can bring glory to your clan. If you can't control it, you can live a peaceful life."
Su Ming did not look at the wooden sword. Instead, he looked at the cultivator called Sang. As he stared at him, the red in his eyes gradually turned into longing.
After a long while, Su Ming moved forward gently and hugged Sang.
"Elder, La Su misses you …"
Sang shuddered and patted Su Ming's back gently. He looked young, but at that moment, the benevolence and sentimental air of an old man gradually appeared on his face.
"This sword …" Sang hesitated for a moment, then a resolute look suddenly appeared in his eyes. When he lifted his right hand, the sword disappeared from his hand.
"You won't want this sword. My young La Su has grown up. You can venture into the universe on your own. Go, walk down the path that belongs to you based on your own thoughts and thoughts! " Sang stared at Su Ming with a kind expression. There was also longing in his eyes. He had watched the child grow up and raised him with his own hands. His feelings for Su Ming were the deepest memories he had ever had in his life.
He had already treated Su Ming as his own child.
Su Ming stared at Sang. After a long, long time had passed, he took a few steps back and kowtowed a few times towards Sang. He was worshipping his elder, the elder who had brought him up, taught him everything, and given him warmth when he was young.
Su Ming left. When he was far away from the world, Sang stared at Su Ming's departing figure, then slowly turned around and stepped into the altar, appearing in the isolation grounds where Su Xuan Yi resided.
As he stared at Su Xuan Yi, Sang remained silent for a moment before he placed the wooden sword by the side.
"There is a part of your will in this sword. I might not be an Abyss Builder, but I can tell that besides protecting him, this will can also … change his personality and the path of his fate.
"He has already grown up. Master … please spare him." Sang sighed softly and bowed quietly to Su Xuan Yi's back.
"Home and race …" Su Xuan Yi said softly after a long while, as if he did not hear Sang's voice behind him. He stared at the rattle-drum and the hairpin in front of him. As he stared at them, a woman's face seemed to appear before his eyes.
Time trickled by slowly. When Su Xuan Yi let out a sigh, he actually … slowly turned around, and actually … gradually stood up from his cross-legged position!!
It was a middle-aged man with a dignified expression. His tall and sturdy body seemed to be able to support heaven and earth. When he stood up, Sang was not surprised at all. He maintained his previous posture, bowing his head and not getting up.
When Su Ming walked out of the world where Su Xuan Yi isolated himself and returned to the place where the Anointment Ceremony was held, the people from the Fourth True World had already left. Only the cultivators from Morning Dao Sect remained in the place, along with all the living beings from the fifth kiln.
When they saw Su Ming, they immediately bowed together.
At the same time, the ten million cultivators from Morning Dao Sect also cast sideways glances at Su Ming. There were different thoughts on their faces, especially the Sect Masters and Ri, Yue, and Xing.
They watched Su Ming walk out of the air and walk to the group of living beings from the fifth kiln. They watched him swing his arm, and the living beings exuding a grim presence turned into long arcs that disappeared into the fifth kiln. Then, they watched the fifth kiln gradually shrink before it fused into the center of Su Ming's brows.
The area was silent. Su Ming stared at the Vermilion Bird's continent. In silence, a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.
"Dao Kong, Dao Hua, Dao Lin, the three of you are Dynasts of Morning Dao Sect. You have noble statuses, and you have the right to open a palace for free meals, but as Dynasts, if you want to become the ruler of True Morning Dao World, you will need war achievements!" The silence was broken by Sect Master Xing's low voice.
His voice spread through the area. He ignored everything that had happened in the area and slowly stated the final step of the Anointment Ceremony.
"Let's fight. The three of you are Morning Dao Sect's Bright Dynasts, but in truth, there are three Hidden Dynasts behind you. The Hidden Dynasts also have the right to inherit Morning Dao Sect. Let's fight!
"You will need war achievements. The first person who can kill ten million people from the Immortals' Union will become the future master of True Morning Dao World!
"Reopen the War Achievement Ranking. You might be Dynasts, but if you die in battle, then the person at the top of the ranking will inherit your right to be a Dynast and become a quasi Dynast." If all of you die in battle, then the three quasi Dynasts born will be conferred the title of true Dynasts.
"Let's fight. Morning Dao Sect … will wage an all-out war against the Immortals' Union!" A glint appeared in Sect Master Xing's eyes. When his voice echoed in the air, it traveled into the ears of all the cultivators, and it turned into a wave of excitement.
Over the years, Morning Dao Sect might have waged war against the Immortals' Union, but it had always been controlled to a certain extent. They had never used their full strength, but on that day, it was clear that the Council of Sect Masters had decided a long time ago that when the Dynasts appeared, they would wage an all-out war against the Immortals' Union.
At that moment, as Sect Master Xing's voice echoed in the air, all the Morning Dao Sect disciples in the area immediately threw their heads back and roared.
"Let's fight!"
"Let's fight!"
"Let's fight!"
"This time, we will no longer be fighting slowly against the Immortals' Union like we did in the past. This time, we will wage an all-out war. We will … completely destroy the Immortals' Union in one go!" There was an even greater excitement in Sect Master Xing's voice. When it echoed in the air, Sect Master Yue swept his gaze past the crowd.
"This time, Morning Dao Sect will turn into ten armies of cultivators. There will be a total of thirty million disciples, and we will slaughter our way into the Immortals' Union from different directions. Dao Kong, Dao Hua, and Dao Lin, the three of you will serve as supervisors. You will each be in one army and will not participate in the overall arrangements. Your missions will be listed separately, and they will be different from each other!" As he spoke, Sect Master Yue lifted his right hand, and three jade slips immediately charged towards Su Ming and the other two.
Su Ming's expression was aloof. There was a dull, still look in his eyes. At the instant the jade slip closed in on him, he did not lift his hand to catch it. He only cast a glance at it, and it immediately shattered with a bang before him.
Yet even though it had shattered, Su Ming had seen everything within it with just one glance.
Once Su Ming returned from Su Xuan Yi's isolation grounds, he had intended to leave Morning Dao Sect, but when he heard the words of war and saw the mission given to him in the jade slip, a barely noticeable glint shone in his eyes, and he temporarily gave up on the thought of leaving.
His original plan was to search for his three senior brothers, go to Yin Death Region, and then go to the Immortals' Union to seize his real physical body. His current level of cultivation was still not enough for him to do all of this, and if he wanted to go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World to search for Yu Xuan, he would need an even greater level of cultivation.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. In silence, he turned around and charged into the distance. The bald crane and the Abyss Dragon immediately followed behind him. Zhu You Cai walked over quietly, and Flame Fiends' Progenitor also charged forward at full speed. He turned into a long arc and disappeared with Su Ming.
Besides these people, Su Ming did not bring anyone else with him. Without a single word, he charged to the place where the information in the jade slip told him to go.
Behind him, Dao Lin and Dao Hua also grabbed their own jade slips. When they scanned them with their divine senses, they frowned. Their expressions were slightly sour, but they could not refuse. Once they bowed to Sect Masters Ri, Yue, and Xing, they turned around and turned into long arcs to gather their trusted aides, followers, and quite a large number of their tribe members to swiftly charge towards two different directions.
Second chapter! (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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