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Home > Action > Pursuit of the Truth > Chapter 1296

Chapter 1296

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As Su Ming listened to the old man's words, he stared at the two thousand something shadows beyond the golden hall in the sky. His heart trembled because of the devastating will in the old man's words.

There were a total of eight hundred and eighty-one Ancestral Spirits in the row at the bottom, but perhaps only one of them was suitable for the race's bloodline to be offered as an offering for spirit ascension. This meant that hundreds of people who had the right to have their spirits ascend had to be sacrificed, and with their deaths, they had to pave a path for spirit ascension!

Clearly, even if the different races belonged to Wei, Great Berserker Tribe, Great Abyss Tribe, and Heavenly Spirit Tribe had to search for Ancestral Spirits suitable for their race to fuse with in the row at the bottom.

Since each race chose different paths, there was no common ground, which was why the path of spirit ascension was filled with blood. It was built with lives.

And this was just the beginning. Even if they managed to find a suitable Ancestor Spirit in the bottom row, there was still the second row from the bottom all the way to the top. Along the way, the ones who died were all experts. They were all people who had the right to ascend. Similarly, it would also cause a tribe to gradually wither away. If there were any who managed to persevere, then in the end … a true Ancestor Spirit would appear!

But in this world, hundreds of thousands of years were needed, and time did not give the races such a chance. As the era of tribes was destroyed, everything turned into nothingness. Even the order and number of the Ancestral Spirits that could be fused with the bloodline of each race, which was believed to be the most precious by the tribes, were mostly buried in dust.

In silence, Su Ming saw the tall Berserker on the platform throw his head back and roar. He shot up from the ground and charged into the sky. If he did not include the only golden figure at the top, then he would charge towards the 567th Ancestral Spirit in the ninth row, which was the last row. When his body touched the Ancestral Spirit, countless Berserkers on the ground roared … and the land instantly fell into dead silence.

Su Ming saw with his own eyes that at the instant the Berserker touched the five hundred and sixtieth shadow of the Ancestral Spirit, his body shuddered violently, as if an unimaginable pain had erupted in his body at that moment. At the same time, the man lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the sky, as if he had grabbed something from space. Then, he pushed his hand swiftly in the direction of the Ancestral Spirit that had fused with him.

"Eternal Creation!" The person who said those words was not the burly man, because his body had already turned into dust when he trembled. A red light flew out from his dissipating body and floated in the sky in a daze, as if he wanted to lower his head to look at his people one last time, but he could not do it...

His body was dragged towards the Spirit Descension Hall by a powerful suction force. A shrill scream of pain rang out, and everything fell silent.

The person who said those words was the old man beside Su Ming. His soft words caused Su Ming to stare at the red figure in a daze. His soul was sucked away, and he fell silent.

The sky returned to normal. It did not matter whether it was Spirit Descension Hall or All Spirits Hall, all of them had disappeared from the sky. Only the countless Berserkers on the ground remained silent, along with a thick wave of sorrow.

"Eternal Creation is an Art unique to Great Berserker Tribe. It's difficult for outsiders to understand it. Only Berserkers can understand it … and it's the strongest Art in Great Berserker Tribe.

"Even I, who has gone through eight spirit ascensions, will have to temporarily avoid the Eternal Creation of a powerful warrior from Great Berserker Tribe who is at the same level as me." The old man's voice echoed in the air and turned into invisible ripples that swept in all directions, causing distortions to appear in the world.

When the scene disappeared from Su Ming's eyes and everything around him returned to being filled with white fog, Su Ming sighed softly. It was as if he had woken up from the previous era and stepped into the current era.

"Next, I will bring you to see Great Abyss Tribe's spirit ascension," the old man beside Su Ming said calmly after a long while. The old man beside Su Ming said calmly after a long while. He swung his arm, and immediately, the feeling of the world turning upside down appeared again. When everything became clear, Su Ming was already far away from the previous platform and had arrived in a vast layer of fog.

The fog in this place was incredibly thick. As it surrounded the area, the old man lifted his right hand and swung his arm, and the fog scattered to reveal a huge pit whose end could not be seen with the naked eye. There were at least hundreds of Spirit Ascension Platforms in it. They surrounded the area and stood tall in the pit, giving off a feeling that they could reach the clouds.

"Great Berserker Tribe is a tribe I admire quite a lot. The people in this tribe might not be scheming, but they are straightforward and fearless of death. This spirit is something other tribes do not possess.

"Even my Heavenly Spirit Tribe cannot compare to Great Berserker Tribe in this aspect.

"However, if I were to say that among all the tribes under Wei, there is only one tribe I admire the most … and am even slightly jealous of, and that is Great Abyss Tribe!" The old man stood on one of the hundreds of platforms and looked around him while speaking softly.

"This is where Great Abyss Tribe's new tribe is located. This place used to be a vast ocean in the past. That ocean was known as the Abyss Sea, and it was also known as the Forbidden Grounds in Wei!

"Great Abyss Tribe is skilled in the power of time, and they are skilled in Possessing all manner of things. Some of their powerful warriors can even open the Abyss Gate and create their own World … Besides these three great inborn abilities, the most terrifying thing about Great Abyss Tribe … is that their souls will never die!

"Their souls will never die. This is the supreme power of Great Abyss Tribe that those who have activated all three great inborn abilities can understand. Once they understand it, their souls will practically never die. No matter how many cycles of reincarnation they go through, they will still exist. This is something that makes others jealous and feel helpless about it." When the old man sighed with emotion, he lifted his right hand and swung his arm. The world immediately roared, and the sky shattered. Countless fragments swept outwards before gathering together once more. A wave of ripples swept outwards in all directions.

As it swept outwards, the world changed because of it. It was as if dust had been lifted from a picture, and bright colors were revealed. As the ripples spread out, Su Ming saw … a world belonging to Great Abyss Tribe.

It was a black ocean with waves tumbling about. Hundreds of stone platforms stood erect in the ocean as if they were connected to the sky. There were people sitting cross-legged on most of them at that moment.

Most of them were middle-aged, and they were dressed in long black robes with gray markings that made them look like ghosts. They sat quietly on the platforms, and when Su Ming cast his gaze over the seawater, he saw countless people meditating. They surrounded the platforms, and not a single sound could be heard.

Besides the sound of the waves, it could be said that the place was silent.

"The Great Netherworld Tribe is a very quiet tribe, but it is also an extremely terrifying tribe. In terms of combat strength, they may not be as good as the people of the Sky Spirit Tribe, but the survival ability of the people of the Great Netherworld Tribe is terrifying.

"In fact, there was a saying at that time that if the disaster descended, perhaps the other tribes would perish, but Great Abyss Tribe would definitely not. This is a race that can rise to power again even if there is only one tribe member left," the old man said slowly while staring at the black seawater.

Su Ming was silent as he stared at the people from Great Abyss Tribe. He found another familiar feeling from them. It was a feeling that was different from that of Berserkers. It was the feeling of souls.

"Spirit ascension!" When Su Ming looked over, calm voices came from the platforms on the seawater. There were nearly one hundred people on the hundreds of platforms, and at that moment, their spirits were ascending at the same time!

"This is something that the other tribes cannot do. Since they can change time and have clones, Great Abyss Tribe has a great advantage when it comes to spirit ascension. They can have multiple people have their spirits ascend at the same time, and from there, it will be easier for them to find the order hidden in the positions of the Ancestral Spirits." As the old man's words echoed in the air beside Su Ming, the All Spirits Hall appeared in the sky again. Golden light shone one hundred thousand feet, and two thousand something figures appeared.

Soon after, the near one hundred people on the platform flew up together and charged to their respective Ancestral Spirits. Su Ming watched them without shifting his gaze. He saw the members of Great Abyss Tribe turn into red figures and stare at the sky in a daze. Then, one person among the near one hundred people shone with a piercing golden light that reached one hundred thousand feet. Once he … successfully fused with an Ancestral Spirit, he threw his head back and roared.

His roar was so strong that it contained an indescribable presence. It was not the presence of a cultivator, but the presence of an Antecedental Spirit!

Waves roared, and huge waves surged into the sky. They spread through the area, and a brilliant light shone in the eyes of all the people from Great Abyss Tribe. They stared at the only person who had succeeded after all their people failed in the sky. All of them slowly stood up and bowed to him.

"With Great Abyss Tribe's talent, they should have been the fastest among our tribes to have nine spirit ascensions, but the arrival of the Great Destruction will not give them or us this chance …" The old man sighed softly. He lifted his right hand and seized the air. Immediately, the pictures in front of Su Ming shattered, and the world of fog returned to normal.

"With my level of cultivation, I can still deceive Arid Triad's will one last time and extract a portion of his memories for you to see and copy. This will be the last time. After this, I will give you a chance to choose.

"You can choose the Spirit Ascension Platform of Great Berserker Tribe, Great Abyss Tribe, or my Heavenly Spirit Tribe to have your spirit ascend!" The old man cast Su Ming a glance and swung his right hand. The world roared, and the world looked as if it had shrunk. When Su Ming's vision became clear, he had returned to the cave abode where the old man had been previously. He saw the white mountain standing tall in the fog.

He also saw a stone platform at the top of the mountain at some unknown point of time. At that moment, there were ripples spreading out from the stone platform. When they enveloped the area, he could vaguely see an old figure sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

"You don't have to look anymore," Su Ming suddenly said.

"I'm not a member of Heavenly Spirit Tribe. No matter how much I observe, it's useless. Senior, you can save the power of your cultivation base. There's no need to waste it." A resolute look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The more he saw, the better it would be for him. If he saw too many of the red figures he would turn into if he failed, his confidence would be affected.

The old man's lifted right hand froze for a moment. A strange light shone in his eyes when he looked at Su Ming.

"Then between Great Abyss Tribe and Great Berserker Tribe, which tribe's Spirit Ascension Platform will you choose?"

"I choose Great Berserker Tribe's Spirit Ascension Platform!" Su Ming's words were firm and resolute!

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