The black Dragon of Destruction floated in the galaxy, and Su Ming stood across it. As he stared at the dragon, the feeling that it was him suddenly disappeared.
It was not that the feeling had disappeared, but that it had settled in Su Ming's heart and turned into a feeling that he did not need to feel. Instead, it had always been that way. The dragon … was a part of Su Ming's soul.
In silence, Su Ming turned his head around and swept his gaze past the frozen vortex and the five hundred thousand cultivators. In the end, he looked at the thin old man's Nascent Divinity above him.
The Nascent Divinity had already crumbled, but it was not caused by Su Ming. Instead, at the instant he was frozen, the old man had chosen to self-destruct his Nascent Divinity.
Su Ming remained silent for a moment, then lifted his right hand and swung his arm. The frozen vortex of the Seven Ultimate Yin Transformation Rune shattered with cracking sounds and turned into ice that fell into the galaxy.
At the same time, the layer of ice around the five hundred thousand cultivators also disappeared. However, once the ice disappeared, cracks appeared on the logs beneath them, and they were reduced to ashes. The faces of the five hundred thousand cultivators were pale at that moment. Under Su Ming's gaze, they lowered their heads, not daring to say a single word.
Su Ming's strength had completely crushed their hearts …
"Give up your soul and brand it with my will. Become a disciple of Ninth Summit … or die," Su Ming said flatly. As his words echoed in space, the five hundred thousand cultivators fell silent. Gradually, some of them bowed towards him. Slowly, when all of them worshiped him, Su Ming saw the pale Xu Hui and De Shun behind her.
When he saw her, he frowned. Just as he was about to observe her closely, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart. He lifted his head and looked at the frozen Nascent Divinity of the thin old man.
He noticed that while the cultivators in the area had all bowed to him, there were some among them who were casting a glance at the frozen Nascent Divinity in a seemingly unintentional manner.
As Su Ming watched them, a cold sneer suddenly appeared at the corners of his lips. He saw a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat as well as determination in the eyes of the thin old man's Nascent Divinity. He also saw that the Nascent Divinity's collapse did not contain any power of self-destruction. Instead, his body had crumbled to form a Rune. It was a Relocation Rune.
The Rune was not used to escape, but as if someone wanted to use it to Relocation them.
"Is this your final trump card?" Su Ming asked flatly. He lifted his right hand and pushed against the ice through the air. A glint appeared in his eyes as he narrowed them.
"The presence of an Ancient God …" He smiled faintly and pointed at the block of ice sealing the thin old man. With it, the ice instantly disappeared, and the collapse of the old man's Nascent Divinity continued. As booming sounds surged into the air, they spread out to form a Relocation Rune that was tens of thousands of feet big.
At the instant the Relocation Rune was formed, a low growl shot out like thunder. At the same time, a huge hand shot out from the Relocation Rune. It was a coarse arm, and it was ten thousand feet long. The moment it reached the depths of the Relocation Rune, it grabbed the Relocation Rune and tore it apart. The Rune collapsed with a bang, and ripples spread out in all directions. The cultivators in all directions retreated, and a gigantic creature appeared from within the collapsed Rune.
It had a body that was one hundred thousand feet tall, rough skin, a presence that was like that of a giant, and seven shining stars at the center of its brows. This … was an Ancient God with seven stars!
When the Ancient God appeared, he immediately threw his head back and roared. A powerful presence spread out from his gigantic body, and it was so strong that it surpassed that of all the Ancient Gods Su Ming had met before. In fact, Su Ming saw a dim star at the center of the Ancient God's brows beside the seven stars!
This was an eight-star Ancient God Su Ming had never seen before!
However, there seemed to be some problems with the eighth star. It was already dim, but the power that erupted from the Ancient God was nearly that of someone in Death Realm.
This sort of Ancient God's physical power would definitely surpass his level of cultivation and be equivalent to that of a normal person in Death Realm. In fact, he would be even more difficult to deal with. The strength of his physical body was his best move. If Su Ming could not break his physical body, then even if he was in Death Realm, he would have to turn around and flee.
As he roared, a ferocious look appeared on the Ancient God's face. He lifted his right hand and struck Su Ming. Su Ming did not dodge. He stared at the Ancient God before him, and a glint appeared in his eyes. He saw that while there was a fierce glare in the Ancient God's eyes, it could not hide the emptiness in them.
This was an Ancient God who had lost his intelligence!
At the instant the Ancient God's right hand charged towards him, Su Ming disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was already above the Ancient God's head in the sky. When he lowered his head to look, Su Ming saw countless silver needles piercing the top of the Ancient God's skull. There were probably hundreds of thousands of them.
"Controlling the Ancient God … I've underestimated the cultivators from South Union. I wonder how many cultivators are controlling the Ancient God together," Su Ming mumbled. With just one glance, he saw an inkling of what was going on.
At the instant Su Ming appeared, the Ancient God lifted his head. As he roared, he opened his mouth wide and let out a low roar that shook the galaxy. The roar was so strong that it was like a roaring wave of sound. It turned into countless ripples that charged at Su Ming with loud booming sounds as if they had gained corporeal form.
'This was originally an eight-star Ancient God, but for some unknown reason, he ended up in South Union's hands. Since they can't control eight stars, they used some complicated methods to temporarily suppress the Ancient God's eighth star.
'But this kind of battle is meaningless …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. At the instant the ripples formed by the Ancient God's roar closed in on him, he did not dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and withstood the roar that could terrify those in Life Realm and cause ordinary cultivators in Death Realm to avoid it. In an instant, he appeared at the center of the Ancient God's brows, right where the eighth star was.
Su Ming was so quick that at the instant he closed in, he lifted his right hand and pointed at the dull eighth star with his index finger. He was so quick that he instantly jabbed it.
Su Ming's cultivation base and will of an Antecedental Spirit erupted from his body at that instant. They gathered on his finger, and when he jabbed it, he used external force to forcefully open a gap in the Rune sealing the Ancient God's eighth star. At the same time, Su Ming lifted his hand and formed a palm before he struck the Ancient God's forehead.
With it, booming sounds surged into the heavens. The Ancient God shuddered, and he staggered a few steps backwards. The one hundred thousand silver needles at the top of his skull rose by an inch due to the tremors caused by Su Ming's strike.
At the same time, the ancient god let out a mournful roar, but as he roared, a hint of consciousness faintly appeared in his eyes.
"In this state, you are not my opponent. I will give you a chance. You can restore your eighth star so that the person controlling your will will no longer be able to control you.
"If you can seize it, then you can fight against me to your heart's content, but if you can't …" Su Ming moved back and said faintly. His voice echoed in the air, but before he could finish speaking, the intelligence in the Ancient God's eyes focused. Clearly, he understood Su Ming's words. With a loud roar, he struck his body with all his might.
With it, the Ancient God shuddered violently. The silver needles at the top of his skull rose a little more. The eighth star at the center of his brows instantly shone with a hint of light, but that light was soon suppressed. The silver needles at the top of his skull also let out a buzzing sound, causing the Ancient God to let out a shrill roar.
"I am an Ancient God! I am a powerful warrior of the Ancient Gods! You cannot, and do not have the right to, control my god!" As the Ancient God roared, he spoke for the first time. His words contained a wave of arrogance and madness. As he roared, his body swiftly swelled up. Once he grew several times larger from his previous size of one hundred thousand feet, he lifted his right hand and struck his forehead. With it, the eighth star at the center of his brows lit up. It might have quickly dimmed, but a small portion of the silver needles at the top of his skull were forced out with a bang.
"When my eighth star went through a metamorphosis, you used Divine Soul Incense to make me fall asleep, but you will have to bear the Ancient God's wrath. I am an Ancient God, and I am not to be offended. You will have to kneel and worship the Ancient God, Ta Jia!" Ta Jia roared and struck the center of his brows with a bang. This time, his head shuddered, and another three-tenths of the silver needles were forced out with a bang. The eighth star at the center of his brows shone even brighter, and a presence that was several times stronger than before continuously gathered together and erupted from his body.
"I am …"
"So noisy! Roaring like this is akin to holding in a grudge and venting it in order to break free of the seal!" Su Ming said coldly. When he said those words, the Ancient God was momentarily stunned, but strangely, he stopped roaring. Instead, he shut his mouth. Veins popped up on his face, and his presence seemed to have been restrained at that instant, as if he had turned into the silence before a storm. However, his body gradually trembled.
About a dozen breaths later, an unprecedented roar tumbled out of the Ancient God Ta Jia's mouth. The eighth star at the center of his brows shone, and all the seals in it were destroyed. The remaining silver needles at the top of his skull shattered and were forced out.
All eight stars shone, and Ta Jia's roar reverberated in space. His presence swelled up again, and in the blink of an eye, he surpassed those in Life Realm. He went from being near Death Realm to completely stepping into Death Realm. He even reached the peak of Death Realm. The strength of his physical power caused his body to shrink at that moment. Once he was ten thousand feet tall, his presence surged into the heavens and caused the galaxy to tremble.
"Damn Arid Triad, damn primitive cultivators, damn universe, damn Saint Defier Expanse Cosmos, I, Ta Jia, have finally broken through seven stars and reached eight stars! I will leave this place! I will return to the Ancient God World!
"Before I leave, I will kill all those damn cultivators from South Union! I will crush their bones and scatter their ashes! I will …"
"Are you done?" Su Ming asked faintly.
Ta Jia turned his head around swiftly and stared at Su Ming. Suddenly, he grinned, and there was a hint of honesty in him.
"Oh well, you might have offended me twice, but I am indebted to you. I will let it go," Ta Jia said loudly while patting his chest.
"I helped you because only by doing so will you have the right to test … my God of Berserkers Transformation!" A great fighting spirit rose in Su Ming's eyes.
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