However, this had nothing to do with Su Ming, and he did not want to bother with it. Instead, Old Monster Wen's suggestion had given him a thought.
'There are no longer any sects or clans in True Morning Dao World. If I gather all the remaining people together and form a sect, then … it will be a force of power that belongs solely to me once Saint Defier descends.
'Since I've chosen to keep Zhang Ji Dao's identity, then this force of power will be of great help to me. At the very least, True Morning Dao World will belong to me alone!' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
The white ripple charged through the whirlwind in True Morning Dao World. Su Ming sat down and meditated, remaining silent. He did not speak, and the others beside him also fell silent.
Only the bald crane continued flaunting its prowess with a smug look on its face. It would occasionally cast provocative glances at the group of people. In its eyes, these people were just asking for death. Even if Su Ming had not woken up, with its divine abilities, it could still chase away all of them. At that moment, it had clearly forgotten about the pathetic state it had been in previously …
Days passed, and in the blink of an eye, seven days went by. Seven days was not long, but the speed of the white ripple was equivalent to warping. Wherever it went, the whirlwind would retreat. It was so fast that in just seven days, Su Ming and the others arrived at the spot where Old Monster Wen had mentioned the Ancient God's corpse.
It was a region where the whirlwind was incredibly strong. There was an endless amount of wind in the region that swept in all directions. Su Ming could see a corpse that was nearly hundreds of thousands of feet big in the wind.
There were many parts of the corpse that were damaged and filled with the aura of death. It floated in the whirlwind, and its flesh and blood were torn. There were quite a number of places where the bones had shattered, and it looked as if it would be swept away at any moment.
The Ancient God did not have his right arm. He only had three fingers left on his left hand.
His face was already indistinct, but Su Ming could still see the mark of a star at the center of the Ancient God's brows.
"This is the place," said Old Eccentric Wen hastily. "Eight months ago, I passed by this place and found the giant's corpse. At the time, it was intact, but now it's damaged to this extent …. However, for it to be able to survive the hurricane without shattering shows how powerful its body must have been when it was alive. If you could use its body to refine a magical treasure, it would definitely be a precious treasure."
As he stared at the Ancient God's corpse, Su Ming's eyes sparkled. With one move, he immediately went to the region where the white ripple was. With the whirlwind in his face, he instantly stood on the Ancient God's body. With a step forward, he charged to the center of the Ancient God's brows. After a moment, when he closed in, he stood at the center of the Ancient God's brows and lowered his head to look at the only mark of the star.
It was dim, but based on Su Ming's understanding of the Ancient God, it seemed that all the power of his cultivation base was gathered on the stars at the center of his brows. After a moment of pensive silence, Su Ming sat down cross-legged, lifted his right hand, and pushed it against the mark of the star. When he closed his eyes, his face changed under the black robe, and in an instant, he turned into the clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole.
However, this appearance was not corporeal, but an illusion. After all, all of Su Ming's clones had been destroyed in space in the past. As long as his soul was around, he could gather them together again, but he needed to digest different powers.
For example, Dao Kong's clone required the least amount of energy, and it was also the simplest. What it needed was Su Ming's cultivation base, but with Zhang Ji Dao's body, it was no longer useful to Su Ming, which was why he had not tried to restore his clone.
As for his clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole, he needed a powerful physical body, which was why Su Ming had rushed over once he heard about the Ancient God's corpse.
As for his Ecang clone, he needed to use up Ecang's power, but Su Ming was prepared for this. He was the complete Ecang, and he only needed some time to recover. However, that time was rather short, and if Su Ming could find the fragments of his soul that had escaped from Ecang's world in the past and devour them, then his Ecang clone would be formed in the shortest amount of time possible.
"I no longer have a fleshly body. Or perhaps, my fleshly body doesn't even exist. It perished countless years ago. In that case, what I need to do is not to obtain a fleshly body, but to … create a body that truly belongs to me!
'This body will have all my clones as my flesh and blood, my cultivation base as my bones, and the epiphany I gained from moving from winter to spring to form my soul. Once my flesh, blood, bones, and soul fuse perfectly with each other, I will be able to form … my real self!' A brilliant light shone in Su Ming's eyes, which were hidden under the black robe. With a glint in his eyes, he swiftly closed them, and with his right hand pressed against the mark of the Ancient God's brows, he seized it.
However, at the instant he was about to seize the mark of the star, Su Ming's palm suddenly froze. As his eyes sparkled, he cast a scrutinizing glance at the Ancient God, then lifted his head to cast a glance at Old Monster Wen in the distance. A hint of a cold sneer appeared at the corners of his lips.
However, he did not continue sneering. Instead, he swiftly seized the mark of the star with his right hand.
With it, a vast amount of power surged into Su Ming's body through his right hand with a bang. In an instant, it filled his entire physical body.
'Explode! Explode! ' Light shone in Old Monster Wen's eyes as he stood in the white ripple in the distance. He was shouting loudly in his heart while feeling smug. Su Ming was not the first person he had found. In truth, he was the third person he had lured into this place over the past few months. All of them coveted the Ancient God's physical power and wanted to absorb it, but the previous two had self-destructed and died while absorbing it.
Su Ming was the third. In Old Monster Wen's eyes, he could already foresee that in a few breaths, Su Ming's entire body would explode. Once he died, all of his treasures would belong to him.
There was a smug look in his eyes, but as time passed, and when ten breaths passed, Old Monster Wen gradually became hesitant. He stared at Su Ming at the center of the giant's brows. His aura had gone berserk, and as his robes fluttered, he looked as if he was continuously absorbing the power, but the scene of him exploding did not appear.
This scene caused Old Monster Wen's heart to let out a thump.
'It's fine, it's fine. It's only been ten breaths. Before long, this person will definitely explode. No one can absorb this giant's physical power. Even if he's a Grand Immortal, it's impossible for him to do so. After all, this is what the Ancient God told me personally. He said that no one can obtain his physical power!' Old Monster Wen sucked in a deep breath, but time trickled by. Twenty breaths later, his face gradually turned pale.
At the same time, a cold sneer appeared on Su Ming's lips. He had long since noticed that what his right hand absorbed from the mark of the star was not his physical power, but a hidden divine thought of the Ancient God.
That divine thought had disguised itself as physical power, and like a bird disguised as a candle, it devoured all the moths that pounced on it. With this devouring, he could continuously repair his body until his injuries were completely healed.
'The Ancient Gods who descended in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos are at most seven stars. Forget the fact that you're not injured, even if you're a seven-star Ancient God in perfect condition, I can still fight against him, much less your current condition, where you're heavily injured and recuperating.
'You want to disguise your divine thought as physical power so that I can devour it and obtain my cultivation base and Nascent Divinity to become nutrients for your recovery? You … overestimate yourself a little too much.' When Su Ming absorbed the divine thought, he sent his own divine thought outwards. It rushed into the Ancient God's mind through his right hand and turned into a thunderous roar.
The Ancient God shuddered at that instant. His eyes flew open, and a hint of terror appeared in them. The cold sneer on Su Ming's lips grew wider. The ring on his right index finger shuddered, and white ripples spread out from it. They rushed into the Ancient God's mind through the mark of the star, and as booming sounds surged into the sky, they turned into a suppressive power.
At the same time, Su Ming lifted his right hand, and with one move, he appeared on the Ancient God's left arm. He lifted his left hand and seized it.
'I'll use your body to test an incredibly diabolical Forbidden Art from Saint Defier Expanse Cosmos in Zhang Ji Dao's memories! Turbid Flesh of Hell! ' At the instant Su Ming's left hand touched the Ancient God's left arm, a black ripple spread out from it, and the Ancient God's left arm started withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. As it did so, the Ancient God trembled violently, but his divine thought was suppressed, and he could not fight back. He could only feel his entire left arm turn into a bag of bones in the span of a few breaths.
At the same time, a large amount of physical power surged into Su Ming's body, causing his clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole to gain corporeal form at an incredibly terrifying speed.
In just the span of ten breaths, the Ancient God's left arm no longer had any flesh or blood, but that was not the end. Once the Ancient God's left arm was reduced to a bag of bones, the Ancient God's body, legs, and torso started withering away. A vast amount of physical power was continuously absorbed by Su Ming, causing his clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole to instantly gather together and become stronger.
The process of the Turbid Flesh of Hell lasted for the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn. The gigantic Ancient God was still huge, but he had become completely emaciated. He looked like a skeleton, and it was an incredibly terrifying sight.
This scene also caused the faces of Miao Feng and the other three to turn pale. Fear appeared in their eyes, and when they looked at Su Ming, it was as if they were looking at an evil spirit.
"Hell's Skeleton!" Su Ming moved, and this time, he appeared above the Ancient God's head. He pushed his left hand against the Ancient God's skull and seized it. Cracking sounds reverberated in the air, and black ripples spread out from Su Ming's hand to cover the Ancient God's entire body.
The ancient god trembled even more violently. If it weren't for the white ring suppressing him, then his miserable howls would be echoing out in all directions, instead of just trembling. That feeling caused the ancient god's eyes to turn bloodshot. He wished he could self-detonate, but because he was being suppressed by the white ring … he couldn't do that!
As he trembled, his legs gradually melted, and his body gradually became soft. All his bones melted at that moment and turned into bone power. They were swiftly absorbed by Su Ming's left hand and fused into his clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole. (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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