The power of the laws of fate was divided into external fate and internal fate. In Su Ming's mind, he had carved his Brand into the souls of the large group of cultivators. It was as if once these people's fates were in his hands, he used this method to forcefully turn the other cultivators into his own fate.
This Art was not upright, but Su Ming did not care about it. What he cared about was becoming stronger before the disaster descended, because only by doing so would he have the power to protect the people he wanted to protect.
There were three hundred thousand cultivators in South Union, five hundred thousand cultivators on the other side of the whirlwind, hundreds of thousands of cultivators from New Dao Sect, and the people from Ninth Summit. Even though there were less than two million cultivators when they were added together, the power of the external fate surged into Su Ming's mind at that instant, causing his aura to increase exponentially.
At the same time, it was as if a million something glowing spots had appeared in Su Ming's mind. They might be weak, but they were continuously spreading out from them, causing Su Ming's soul to gain a great presence.
With the cultivators as external fate, once enough external fate fused into his mind, he would naturally turn them into his own internal fate. With the power of perfecting the laws of internal and external fate, he could shake the universe, and with his cultivation base, he could cover the galaxy with his soul and use his thoughts to replace True Morning Dao World's thoughts!
This was the path Su Ming had chosen, and he had already walked most of it. At that moment, as the one million something Peking Opera in Su Ming's mind and as he closed his eyes, he felt as if a huge storm was raging in his heart.
Booming sounds echoed in his mind. All the glowing spots fused into Su Ming's soul, causing him to feel as if he had split into one million. He seemed to be able to sense each person's emotions and past. In fact, as long as he wanted to, he could instantly become each of them.
"Gather … internal fate!" Su Ming's eyes flew open, and a dark light shone in them. His aura increased exponentially, and the power of his cultivation base, which was only a sliver away from Death Realm, erupted from his body. This was his cultivation base. It was not as strong as his physical body, but to Su Ming, as long as he could gather the laws of fate together, he would be able to attain great completion and break through Life Realm to truly step into Death Realm!
In fact, if he succeeded in Possessing True Morning Dao World, then Su Ming's level of cultivation would reach a terrifying Realm. He did not know how strong that Realm was, but he knew that as long as he succeeded … he would become True Morning Dao World!
With one thought, Dao Chen would prosper, and with one thought, Dao Chen would perish!
In fact, since True Morning Dao World was part of Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, if he could successfully Possess it, then Su Ming's state of being would increase again, and it could be said that he had truly become a part of Arid Triad.
Besides the Abyss Builders, no one else in all of Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos could do such a thing. In fact, based on the words of the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe and the vague hint of the will to make the Abyss grow in True Morning Dao World, Su Ming had immediately deduced that Su Xuan Yi was not the only person who wanted to Possess True Morning Dao World!
In fact, at that moment, Su Ming had come to some sort of epiphany. As the laws of fate gathered on him, he understood another truth.
Su Xuan Yi was in isolation in Morning Dao Sect. Besides being sealed and Di Tian's existence, he also had a crazed ambition. That ambition came from the four sons he had shouted at True Morning Dao World after his wife died.
"Build the Abyss in this World!"
Those four words might be an Art or a curse, but no matter what, from that moment onwards, Su Xuan Yi began making preparations to Possess True Morning Dao World. Everything that happened after that, be it the war between the Immortals' Union and Morning Dao Sect or the opening of Arid Triad's gap, all of it hid Su Xuan Yi's madness.
As he continued making preparations, he weakened True Morning Dao World bit by bit so that the will to make the Abyss grow in it. More people died, and by then, True Morning Dao World had become so weak that it could be Possessed.
He had yet to Possess it because his soul was not that of an Antecedental Spirit. There were still some clues about it, but before long, once he completed his final step, he would immediately Possess True Morning Dao World.
Su Ming had come to understand all of this.
"I'm faster than you!" As Su Ming mumbled, the one million something glowing spots in his body seemed to have melted and fused completely with his soul. A loud bang reverberated in his head, and his soul instantly swelled up several times in size. At that moment, all the cultivators in True Morning Dao World who had their Brands branded by Su Ming shuddered.
As they trembled, the three hundred thousand cultivators beneath Su Ming knelt down and worshiped him. On the other side of the whirlwind, in the distant galaxy, Ninth Summit, New Dao Sect, and the five hundred thousand cultivators who had surrendered to South Union also shuddered.
At that moment, a figure involuntarily formed in their minds, and that figure … was Su Ming.
At the instant his figure appeared in the minds of the one million something cultivators, it meant that Su Ming had perfected his external fate, and it also meant that his art of internal fate was nearing perfection. When booming sounds echoed in Su Ming's mind like drumbeats, the drum sounds also echoed in the minds of the one million cultivators. A star chart immediately appeared in Su Ming's eyes. It was as if his eyes had turned into galaxies, and the light in them was the light from the stars.
His soul swelled up, and his will spread out at that moment. A feeling as if he had gained control over his own fate and the laws of fate immediately appeared in Su Ming's body. It was a feeling similar to the will of heaven, but once it appeared, Su Ming's will of heaven became even smoother, and it gave him even greater assistance!
The appearance of this assistance meant that Su Ming's internal fate … had completely perfected!
His level of cultivation also broke through Life Realm and moved into Death Realm. This was a Death Realm where both his physical body and his cultivation base reached at the same time. This made Su Ming's combat abilities become even stronger.
A piercing, brilliant light shone in Su Ming's eyes. His will of an Antecedental Spirit spread out. Once it replaced the will of the universe around him, it turned into the will of heaven and spread out in all directions. At the same time, the will to make the Abyss grow in True Morning Dao World that Su Ming had left behind seemed to have turned into a foundation that guided the speed at which Su Ming's will spread out.
When his will covered the entire True Morning Dao World, it would be time for him to completely Possess it!
Almost at the instant Su Ming's will spread out, a sigh suddenly echoed faintly in the sealed Dao Ocean in Morning Dao Sect …
"Is there finally … someone who will replace True Morning Dao World..?"
At the same time, Su Xuan Yi's eyes flew open in the palace floating in the galaxy in the Emperor of Abyss' True World. There were seventy-nine oil lamps around him, and at that moment, sixty-three of them were already burning. The others were dark.
'Damn it, this person really wants to replace True Morning Dao World! True Morning Dao World is mine! This is a chance for me to Possess him after preparing for countless years! It's mine!
'No matter who you are, how dare you snatch True Morning Dao World from me! What right do you have to snatch it from me?!' A hint of anxiety appeared in Su Xuan Yi's eyes. He cast a glance at the unlit oil lamps around him, then gritted his teeth.
'Oh well, even if I'm still a little lacking, I can't wait any longer!' Resolve appeared in Su Xuan Yi's eyes. When he closed them, his divine sense spread out with a bang and swiftly fused into the sixty-three burning oil lamps!
'My heart can't calm down, and I can't continue writing. My daughter has been admitted to the hospital in the morning. Right now, she's going through some checks before her surgery. A lot of her blood has been drawn, and she's crying. Just now, she called me and cried. She said she wanted to look for her father. I know she's afraid.
'Tomorrow morning, the surgery will be carried out at eight o' clock. She'll need general anesthesia. Today, I'll start asking for leave for three days.
'Please forgive me for not updating. I'm anxious. There's clearly a very passionate plot, but I can't write it. I don't care about the monthly votes, I don't care about the recommendation votes, and I won't care about the book for the next three days. Please forgive me …
'My ears are here. Thank you, everyone. I'll have to ask the vice moderator to take care of your emotions for the next few days.
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