Su Ming stared at the vortex in the galaxy in his hand. After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes. When he did so, his divine sense fused into the vortex, and as if it had moved through True Morning Dao World, there was no part of it that did not have his divine sense.
It was a very strange feeling. True Morning Dao World was him, and he was True Morning Dao World. In truth, more accurately speaking, Su Ming … Possessed True Morning Dao World and turned it into his clone.
A clone of a True World!
This clone could not move, and neither did it have any astonishing divine abilities … but all the lives in the True World had their lives and deaths in Su Ming's hands. All the outsiders in the True World would also be controlled by Su Ming.
Because this was his True World!
With his eyes closed in silence, Su Ming sensed his eldest senior brothers, Flame Fiends' Progenitor, and Chang He, who were in a remote planet in True Morning Dao World. He also sensed the black-robed woman's existence. In fact, he felt as if he was standing right in front of her and could see her clearly.
When Su Ming was in his True Morning Dao World, he saw a figure in the galaxy. There was a hesitant look on his face, as if he did not know whether to advance or retreat. He was looking around nervously.
That figure was filled with the presence of the Abyss. It was not a life born in True Morning Dao World, but a person from the Emperor of Abyss' True World. Su Ming could also sense Su Xuan Yi's presence on that person. He could sense the killing intent that had swiftly faded away in his heart due to the change of master in True Morning Dao World.
Su Ming only swept his will past the figure briefly before he no longer paid any attention to him. Instead, he observed his True Morning Dao World once more.
"A True World clone …" Su Ming mumbled after a long while. As he sensed this, he noticed that his state of being had gone through some strange changes after he successfully Possessed True Morning Dao World. These changes pushed his state of being to a state that surpassed what it was in the past, and he continued going through a metamorphosis towards an even greater height.
As he tried to gain an epiphany, Su Ming quietly went through everything in his mind. When his thoughts gradually slowed down, he opened his eyes.
The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe looked over. At the instant their gazes met, the galactic vortex in Su Ming's right hand disappeared and fused into his palm, then into his soul.
"How does it feel to Possess a True World and turn it into your clone?" the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe asked faintly.
Su Ming was silent for a moment before he said calmly, "It's a pity that this True World clone doesn't have any other divine abilities besides the mighty pressure from the will of heaven."
"As long as this World is not destroyed, your soul will not be destroyed. As long as this World is not destroyed, your will will remain eternal. This is the greatest serendipity. As for divine abilities … it's not that they don't exist, but they are not things that a cultivator can understand with their thoughts. Perhaps once you've been in True Morning Dao World for a long time, you will understand them on your own." The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe stared at Su Ming. His expression might have remained the same, but Su Ming could still sense a hint of envy in the old man's heart.
'I don't understand it with the will of a cultivator …' Su Ming was silent as he mulled over the old man's words. It was not that the old man understood the epiphany after Possessing a True World better than him, but that he had lived for many years and was only one step away from becoming an Ancestral Spirit, which was why his knowledge surpassed Su Ming's. However, this had happened before Su Ming and was unprecedented, which was why the old man did not know the details.
"I should understand now …" A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. When he spoke slowly, he lifted his right hand and pointed at the galaxy in front of him. With it, an invisible power gathered from all directions without a single sound. In an instant, it turned into huge meteors that charged into the distance. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of meteors filled the galaxy. When they left into the distance, they turned into long arcs that shone with a dazzling brilliance.
"I can't use the will of a cultivator to understand my True World clone. I have to truly treat myself as the supreme will of this True World. I have to create something from nothing, and everything will happen with a single thought," Su Ming mumbled. He pointed in another direction with his right hand again, and the galaxy immediately distorted. In an instant, a planet appeared. It swelled up swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a complete cultivation planet.
The light in Su Ming's eyes grew brighter. When he swung his arm, the galaxy roared. A huge crack appeared with a rip. It was one hundred thousand feet long, and it was a terrifying sight to behold.
"True World clone, the power of will. With my will, I can use the universe, and with my will, I can use my will to reach infinity!" As Su Ming mumbled, a red glare suddenly shone in his eyes. Immediately, a red bolt of lightning descended from space with a loud rumble and charged towards the planet. When it landed inside, the planet shuddered and turned into nothingness.
"This is … a disaster!" When Su Ming mumbled, the pupils of the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe shrank.
'All sorts of changes can happen with just a single thought … This is one of the divine abilities of a True World clone. If I fuse with it, then the new changes …' In silence, a faint smile gradually appeared at the corners of Su Ming's lips. When he lifted his right hand, he swung it in the direction of the distant galaxy. Immediately, ripples suddenly appeared in the galaxy around the figure from the Emperor of Abyss' True World who was swiftly retreating as if he wanted to leave True Morning Dao World. It was still in True Morning Dao World.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe. He was the cultivator from the Emperor of Abyss' True World who Su Xuan Yi had sent to investigate the will to make the Abyss grow. However, before he could obtain any results, Su Ming Possessed True Morning Dao World, forcing Su Xuan Yi to appear and fight against him. When Su Xuan Yi failed, the middle-aged man did not have time to leave. At that moment, his face was pale, and he turned into a long arc. At that moment, the only thought in his mind was to use the shortest amount of time possible to leave True Morning Dao World and return to the Emperor of Abyss' True World.
However, as the ripples around him appeared without a sound, the man's expression immediately changed. At the instant his expression changed, countless ripples gathered together in the galaxy before him, and a huge Abyss Gate appeared with a bang.
It was so big that it looked like it could support the galaxy. At the instant it appeared, the man's pupils shrank, and his heart filled with shock.
'Once it fuses with me, my Abyss Gate … will become True Morning Dao World's Abyss Gate. Once this gate appears … only death awaits.' At the instant a smile appeared at the corners of Su Ming's lips, the huge Abyss Gate in front of the middle-aged man opened with a bang. The middle-aged man immediately let out a shrill scream of pain. His body swiftly withered, and his soul, life force, flesh, blood, and everything else in his existence started disappearing.
When the Abyss Gate opened to the width of three fingers, the gray-robed middle-aged man disappeared without a trace while screaming in pain. All traces of his existence were absorbed by the Abyss Gate.
'Disaster of Will, Abyss Gate, and …' A contemplative look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. Then, a scene from his memories appeared in his head. In it was a pair of hands weaving a doll with grass rope. As the hands continued weaving, the doll gradually took shape, and the owner of the hands lifted his head to reveal an amiable smile.
It was Ugly Little Thing's father, a family that Su Ming could not forget.
It was precisely this Art of making grass knots that allowed Su Ming to understand the power of the Curse. With grass knots, he could gather the power of the world to descend. This sort of divine ability had been of great help to Su Ming in his life. At that moment, he Possessed True Morning Dao World and obtained a True World clone. When he recalled the Curse again, a thought gradually formed in his head.
'If I use the power of a True World to form grass knots … and turn them into a Curse … just how powerful will they be?' A thought appeared in Su Ming's mind. He closed his eyes and spread his divine sense outwards. The galaxy of True Morning Dao World suddenly shuddered, as if it had turned into a huge grass rope. Knots slowly appeared on it. Once they appeared, they were woven together in an invisible manner based on Su Ming's will until they turned into a True Morning Dao World doll.
No one could see the doll, but it existed in Su Ming's mind. This Art gathered together his will and his understanding towards the Curse. With Morning Dao Realm as the root, his will as the rope, and the Curse as the knot, Su Ming's eyes flew open at the instant he completed the Art.
At the instant he did so, all of True Morning Dao World shuddered, as if it had turned into the power of the Curse. When Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed in the direction of the Emperor of Abyss' True World, he immediately sensed all the wills of his True World clone, including his will of the Antecedental Spirit, turning crimson. With a powerful corrosive force as well as the Curse, they turned into a red thread that instantly left into the distance at an indescribable speed.
It contained Su Ming's will and everything in True Morning Dao World. It also exuded a presence that caused Su Ming's heart to tremble and the expression of the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe beside him to change drastically.
"This is … This is Arid Triad's will!" The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe cried out in surprise, but he immediately noticed something different. The red thread formed by Su Ming's Curse was not Arid Triad's will, but was incredibly close to it!
"Su Ming, retract that Art! Hurry!" The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe said quickly. He spread out his divine sense and turned it into the will of heaven that charged towards the red thread to stop it.
A thought appeared in Su Ming's heart. It was also at that moment that he had a strong feeling that besides himself, there were three other great True Worlds' wills in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos. Besides them, there was also an indescribable supreme will that could seal him and the other three wills with just one thought!
That will seemed to be asleep, but while it was asleep, Su Ming could clearly sense that it was … the lord of Arid Triad!
However, at the instant the power of the Curse spread out from Su Ming's body, the will showed signs of waking up. This caused Su Ming's heart to tremble, and he immediately put away the Curse, making it disappear into the air once again.
"Did you sense it?" The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe looked at Su Ming. A complicated expression appeared on his face, along with disbelief towards Su Ming's Art.
Su Ming was silent for a moment before he asked slowly, "That's … Arid Triad's will?"
"That's right. That's the sleeping Arid Triad's will. Don't ask anything about it. When your Arid Disaster descends and I am certain of my guess, I will tell you the answer, but before that … it must not wake up!
"The Art you cast just now … you must remember this. Unless you absolutely have to, do not use it. This Art … can even shake those in Avacaniya Realm!" The old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe stared at Su Ming with a solemn expression.
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