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Chapter 126

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The rainy season continued. After a few days, it was time for the rain to fall, and the rain gradually lessened. Usually, there would be a light drizzle, but it was as if the rain was unwilling to leave.

Su Ming was already used to the humidity in this place. He was no longer as uncomfortable as he was when he first came here a few years ago. Fang Mu's father's act of returning the bone blade verified Su Ming's guess. It made him excited, and that excitement gave Su Ming confidence for the first time in this unfamiliar place.

The moment he lured Fang Mu out, traded the blade for the item, and finally returned the blade. All of this seemed normal, but in truth, it was a manifestation of Su Ming's cunning. Step by step, he opened up his own force in this unfamiliar place. He had a short conversation with Fang Mu's father under the premise of guessing his level of cultivation.

Su Ming had shown an appropriate amount of goodwill. Fang Mu's father returning the bone blade was a response to Su Ming's goodwill, and it was also a form of acknowledgement.

The blade may not be expensive, but the meaning behind it was different.

Su Ming put the blade away in his torn pocket and calmed down. He continued quenching his blood in the cave that belonged to him, increasing his power step by step as he stabilized it.

A few months passed by in the blink of an eye. The number of blood veins in Su Ming's body had increased to 260. On this day, he sat cross-legged in the cave. His entire body shone with a blood-red light. Seven mist dragons came out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and as they moved about, they circled above his head.

Before long, the seven fog dragons suddenly shuddered. No one knew what had happened, but their calmness was swept away, and they crumbled with a bang above Su Ming's head, turning into countless fine threads that spread out, causing Su Ming's eyes to fly open.

Surprise and bewilderment flashed briefly in his eyes. He swiftly lifted his right hand and seized the large amount of fog threads that had spread out. Immediately, the fog threads stopped moving for a moment before they gathered together and gathered on Su Ming's right hand. They slowly fused into his palm and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Su Ming's face was dark. He got up slowly, and with one move, he walked out of the cave and stood outside the entrance. The sky was already dark. The moon hung high in the sky, but there were thin clouds and smoke around, causing the land to look hazy under the moonlight.

Su Ming stood there unmoving, but his expression became more serious. The Qi in his body seemed to have gone out of control and was showing signs of reversing. His hair was also moving without wind, but it did not float backwards. Instead, it went past his ears and cheeks and floated forward. It was as if there was a strange object in the depths of the dark sky that had a suction force sucking in Su Ming's hair.

The sand and stones on the ground that were stained by the puddles of water were now slowly moving under the ripples of the puddles. They made rustling sounds as they moved forward. Some of the rotten leaves suddenly floated up and curled up in a strange manner without any wind before rising into the sky.

A brilliant glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He enveloped his entire body with fine control and forced down the restlessness of his Qi. He stared at the sky in the distance with a solemn expression and a pensive look on his face.

"This is a Berserker in the Transcendence Realm casting a Berserker Art! 'It shouldn't be too far away, or else I wouldn't be able to sense it so clearly from here.' Just as Su Ming was thinking, a muffled rumble suddenly came from the sky in the distance. The rumbling sound was like thunder in the dark night, stirring up waves of echoes.

Soon after, a long arc sliced through the sky and charged towards the endless forest behind the mountains in the rainforest from a spot that was further away from Su Ming.

That direction was the true depths of the rainforest. Su Ming had gone there once before, but the humidity there was much greater compared to the outside world. There was no season there either, which was why it created a stench that would make anyone who smelled it feel nauseous and uneasy. If a person stayed there for a long period of time, they would find it hard to circulate their Qi. There was poison in the air.

That was why Su Ming only went there once before he immediately stopped. He no longer went in carelessly.

There was a person in the long arc. The person's face could not be seen clearly, but the light from the long arc was dim. It was clear that the person had reached the end of his path. As he moved forward, he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood.

A faint presence that seemed to belong to the Transcendence Realm spread out from the person's body. It was incredibly unstable, giving Su Ming the impression that the person was alternating between the peak of the Blood Solidification Realm and the initial stage of the Transcendence Realm.

'This is …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes and he immediately turned cold. He was like a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed. He lifted his right hand and swung it before him. Instantly, the souls of the Wings of the Moon spread out and covered the area.

Almost at the same time Su Ming did that, another long arc charged towards him from the depths of the sky. That long arc seemed to be covered by a thick layer of fog. As it charged forward, there was a person standing in it. That person's face could not be seen clearly, but the monstrous killing intent exuded from him was not hidden at all.

The moment he charged through the sky, the black fog under his feet tumbled about. That person lifted his right hand and was about to point towards Su Ming in the distance. His chase had not been smooth sailing. As he grew agitated, he ran into a few people on the way and killed them without hesitation. He took their Qi to make the fog under his feet travel faster.

In truth, this person had already noticed Su Ming's existence when he was in the cave. To him, killing a mere Berserker at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm was as easy as crushing an ant. He did not even pay much attention to Su Ming before he pointed his finger at him.

Yet right at the instant his finger was about to land on Su Ming, the expression of the person above the black fog changed. He could clearly sense that there was a presence around Su Ming, who was on the mountain range beneath him, that caused his heart to tremble in shock.

Shocked, he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble. He let out a cold harrumph and pulled his finger back. He focused all his attention on the person running before him and chased after him.

Su Ming stood there with sweat beading on his forehead. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were as calm as an ancient well. During that instant just now, if he had not reacted quickly and activated the souls of the Wings of the Moon to intimidate Su Ming, then that one finger from the person on the black fog would have caused him to suffer an unexpected disaster. He might not have lost his life, but it would have still been troublesome.

'He's Xuan Lun!' Su Ming took a deep breath and his eyes sparkled. He originally could not recognize the person, but he was familiar with that cold harrumph. Xuan Lun had left a deep impression on him when he was in Han Mountain City, and he remembered it in his heart.

'There's a high chance that the person he's chasing is He Feng!' Su Ming fell silent. His gaze fell on the deeper parts of the rainforest in the distance. He could clearly see the distance between the two long arcs closing in on each other. Soon, loud booming sounds rang out. It was clear that the two of them were engaged in a battle to the death.

'He Feng has reached a breakthrough! When I first saw him, he was taken away by Han Fei Zi. I didn't expect to see him here. He's not only being chased by Xuan Lun, he's also reached a breakthrough … No wonder Xuan Lun could chase him all the way here. If He Feng hadn't reached a breakthrough, then he would have died along the way. ' Su Ming's face was dark. This matter originally had nothing to do with him, but the place the two people were chasing was the rainforest. Judging by Xuan Lun's domineering actions, if Su Ming had not reacted quickly, he would have been dragged into the fight.

'Oh well, I can't stay here any longer. Hah …' Su Ming sighed and quickly returned to the cave. He immediately put away all his items into the torn bag and rushed out of the cave, running towards the rainforest at the foot of the mountain.

'Even if He Feng has reached a breakthrough, by the looks of it, he's still not Xuan Lun's opponent. Once Xuan Lun kills this person and leaves, it'll be fine, but if he comes back and causes trouble for me … I can't gamble on this.' Su Ming made his decision. He ran through the rainforest, deciding to head to Tranquil East Tribe early.

'Even if this messes up my plans …' Su Ming was feeling rather gloomy. This had nothing to do with him, but he was dragged into it. The rainforest was a natural barrier, and there were a lot of herbs in it. It was difficult for Su Ming to not want to leave.

'Once I avoid this, perhaps I can come back …' As Su Ming ran, he immediately suppressed the thought in his head. Su Ming had gained some understanding of Xuan Lun's personality after what happened just now. He knew that Xuan Lun was a temperamental person.

As he ran, booming sounds echoed behind Su Ming. There were also faint, shrill cries that filled the air.

'This is a little strange. This rainforest is so big, and there are so many places I can go to. Why did He Feng come here? I hope it's just a coincidence.' A cold glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.

'If it's not a coincidence, then He Feng must have intentionally lured Xuan Lun here. Could it be that there's something here that's beneficial to him?' Su Ming could not understand it no matter how much he thought about it. He increased his speed, wanting to leave this troublesome place.

Yet at that moment, as booming sounds echoed in the depths of the rainforest behind him, an anxious voice spoke abruptly. That voice was clearly transmitted through a unique Berserker Art. It had a penetrating power that could travel a long distance, and it was enough for Su Ming, who was far away from the battlefield, to hear it.

"I'll hold Xuan Lun back. Brother Xu … go! I'll return the favor to you by hiding the item! " That voice echoed in the air and enveloped the entire area, but it did not travel too far. Instead, it was directed at the spot where Su Ming was running.

"Hmm? Hmph, child's play! " When Xuan Lun, who was fighting against He Feng in the depths of the rainforest, heard those words, a glint appeared in his eyes. He laughed coldly and continued attacking, but he lifted his right index finger and pointed at Su Ming, who was far away.

The moment he pointed, the black fog around him instantly twisted and turned into a ferocious face of a malicious spirit. It charged towards Su Ming with a roar and flew rapidly.

As Su Ming ran, killing intent appeared in his eyes. By then, he had already come to a realization. He Feng's viciousness was forcing Su Ming to help him.

Or else, even if he left, it would be difficult for him to escape.

There were too many loopholes in his words, but Su Ming knew that He Feng was not afraid of those loopholes. He just wanted Xuan Lun to hear it. That way, even if Xuan Lun knew that there was a 90% chance that it was fake, he would still be suspicious and come after him.

'Despicable!' Su Ming clenched his fists. Ever since he came to this unfamiliar place, everything had been going rather smoothly. Even if he was still cautious and alert, there was still a large gap between him and the cunning Berserkers.

Su Ming turned his head around. Behind him, a piercing howl could be heard. The face of the malicious spirit that was formed by the black fog closed in on him. It was less than 1,000 feet away from him. (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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