Almost at the instant the three of them froze, Su Ming walked out from the air. With an indifferent look on his face, he closed in on them, and immediately, the three people's bodies changed.
It was as if time had reversed. Once the power of self-destruction on Fang Mu's body reversed, he fell back. In the distance, Yan Luan's tears disappeared, and she also fell back to stand beside Fang Mu once again.
As for the old Zhou Shan, he lowered his lifted right hand and staggered several hundreds of feet backwards. Only then did the power of time reversing around the area disappear.
As the divine ability disappeared, the old Zhou Shan's expression changed drastically, and a hint of shock and disbelief appeared on his face. He swiftly looked towards Su Ming, and what he saw was an unfamiliar face. However, that unfamiliar face brought an indescribable terror and intimidation to him at that moment.
He could not tell Su Ming's level of cultivation, but the instant time reversed just now and the feeling as if his body and even his soul were no longer under his control made him understand deeply that this person's level of cultivation far surpassed his own. It was like the difference between heaven and earth.
This feeling also surpassed what he felt when he saw the powerful Berserkers of the older generation in the land of Berserkers. In fact, when he looked at this person standing in the sky, it was as if the world was supporting him.
His breathing quickened, and without any hesitation, he immediately wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply towards Su Ming.
"I am Zhou Shan. Greetings, senior."
"Zhou Shan …" Su Ming looked at the old man before him, and memories surfaced in his head. He was fixated on the scene many years ago, when he was still a Berserker who had yet to Awaken. At that time, he had seen the old man descending on Han Mountain City with an awe-inspiring presence and wanting to kill Han Mountain's ancestor like a God …
At that time, Su Ming was like an ant. He could only lift his head and look at the descending Zhou Shan with envy and longing. Many years had passed since then, and when Su Ming saw Zhou Shan again, the scene in the past seemed to have reversed as time passed.
"Freezing Sky Clan's left preceptor …" Su Ming said languidly.
Zhou Shan's expression changed slightly and he trembled. He did not know how this senior with such an unimaginable level of cultivation would know of his previous identity in Freezing Sky Clan.
He did not remember Su Ming. In fact, it could be said that he could not compare him to the God of Berserkers Su Ming he came to know later in Han Mountain City and the boy he had met in the crowd beneath him.
Su Ming looked at Zhou Shan. After a long while, he turned his head around and looked at Fang Mu and Yan Luan. The two of them were incredibly nervous at that moment, and their faces were incredibly pale. When Su Ming looked over, the two of them immediately wrapped their fists in their palms and bowed deeply towards him.
"Greetings, senior. Thank you for helping me earlier." Fang Mu sucked in a deep breath. When he spoke respectfully, Yan Luan also bowed nervously.
The heroic bearing she had when she was the tribe leader of Lake of Colors Tribe could no longer be found on her. Now, she was just a slightly beautiful but slightly older, ordinary woman. She was just a mother.
Su Ming looked at Yan Luan until her heart trembled. She could not tell just what the person before her was thinking. Was he going to receive help from a benefactor today, or was he going to end up in an even more miserable state?
"You've changed. The former chief of Lake of Colors Tribe … you've changed too much." There was a sentimental look on Su Ming's face, and there was an ancient tone to his voice. As Yan Luan's appearance appeared in his mind in the past, he spoke with a sigh.
When Su Ming's voice traveled into her ears, Yan Luan was stunned. She lifted her head and stared at Su Ming blankly, but no matter how she searched through her memories, she could not find Su Ming's current appearance.
In her daze, she did not know what to say for a period of time. No matter how hard she tried, she could not remember Su Ming, who she had made things slightly difficult for in the past …
"And you …" The last person Su Ming looked at was Fang Mu. As he looked at him, a hint of kindness slowly appeared in his eyes, as if he was a senior looking at a junior. After all, to Su Ming, Fang Mu was just a child in the past, a naive child who had given him a lot of help in the past.
When Su Ming saw that the child had grown up, he could vaguely see that he was familiar with him in the past. Su Ming's smile was incredibly happy, and he lifted his right hand to pat Fang Mu's head.
"You've grown up," Su Ming said softly.
Fang Mu's heart trembled. He stared at Su Ming blankly. Just like Yan Luan, he could not remember Su Ming's figure in his memories. There was a dazed look on his face, but the kindness in Su Ming's eyes was clearly sincere and sentimental to Fang Mu. That gaze … also made Fang Mu's heart tremble, and he felt as if he had found a hint of familiarity.
"The two of them are my old friends," Su Ming said flatly. Su Ming turned his head around and looked at Zhou Shan. He spoke flatly. His voice was not loud, and neither did he reveal his presence. However, with his level of cultivation, especially after he Possessed True Morning Dao World, even if he just stood there, he could still control the universe. Zhou Shan, who was just in the Berserker Soul Realm, felt as if he was facing the heavens.
He was incredibly nervous, and his body trembled uncontrollably. It was especially so when he felt as if he could not bring out even a single bit of his power before Su Ming. An invisible wave of indescribable respect rose strongly in his heart.
Once he heard Su Ming's words, he quickly brought out a large amount of Origin Flowers from his storage bag and handed them to Su Ming respectfully.
"I didn't know that these two fellow tribesmen were your old friends, senior. Please don't blame me. I … I …"
Su Ming took the Origin Flowers and handed them to Fang Mu, then looked at Yan Luan.
"Is this enough? What's wrong with the child? "
"It's enough. It's enough. My son's body is weak, and he's also poisoned by the Dead Sea's Border Snake. This Origin Flower is the main ingredient for the antidote. Thank you, senior!" Excitement appeared on Fang Mu's face. He patted Su Ming once again. By his side, Yan Luan also bowed towards Su Ming in the midst of the confusion and gratitude in her heart.
A smile appeared on Su Ming's face. He cast Fang Mu a glance again, and the figure of the child in his mind slowly overlapped with the current Fang Mu. He shook his head, then turned around and took a step into the air. His body gradually disappeared from the trio's eyes.
Su Ming might have left, but even if Zhou Shan had ten thousand times more courage, he would still not dare to attack Fang Mu and Yan Luan. At that moment, he wrapped his fist in his palm towards the two of them in slight embarrassment, then turned around and immediately left into the distance.
Only Fang Mu and Yan Luan were left on the Dead Sea in the sky. The two of them looked at the Origin Flowers and Zhou Shan leaving into the distance in a pathetic manner. A feeling as if they were dreaming filled their hearts, causing them to cast each other a glance, and they saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Yan Luan hesitated for a moment before she asked softly, "That senior … Who … is he?"
"I don't have any impression of him either …" Fang Mu remained silent for a moment before he sighed. He still could not remember where that hint of familiarity had come from.
"But it's still a good thing. With these Origin Flowers, Lin Er can be saved." The light of motherly love appeared on Yan Luan's face. As she mumbled under her breath, she turned into two long arcs with Fang Mu and charged towards the island where they lived.
When the two of them flew for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Fang Mu's heart suddenly shuddered as he continued charging forward. During the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had been thinking about who Su Ming was.
Now … he seemed to have remembered something, but this answer made him even more in disbelief. In fact, when he came to a halt, he whipped his head around, and his expression changed swiftly. His breathing quickened in an unprecedented manner.
'I … I should have remembered, but this is impossible. It can't be him. He … He's back? And his appearance isn't right either. But … but there's no one else besides him! '
Yan Luan came to a halt and looked towards Fang Mu.
"Who is he?"
"When I was still a child, I met a senior beyond Han Mountain. He … you must have an impression of him. He walked the Chains of Han Mountain and obtained Han Mountain Bell …"
Yan Luan shuddered. Before Fang Mu could finish speaking, she cried out in surprise. "Su Ming!"
"Fourth God of Berserkers … Su Ming!" Excitement appeared on Fang Mu's face as he mumbled nonstop. He remembered his aunt …
…..
Su Ming did not know what had happened to Fang Cang Lan in the land of Berserkers over the years. He walked in the sky and headed towards Southern Swamp Island, which was once part of the Dead Sea.
He remembered that there were quite a number of old friends on Southern Swamp Island. There was Zi Yan, who had become Ya Mu's wife, and Zi Che, who had wanted to follow him but was forced to stay behind.
There was also the former Sacred Lady of Autumn Sea Tribe, Wan Qiu.
There was also … Fang Cang Lan, who had once stood at the top of the mountain with her robes fluttering in the wind while she stared at him quietly, as if she could wait for an entire lifetime.
Su Ming walked forward quietly and walked past the islands. When he arrived above one of them, he came to a halt. Based on his memories, this place was already not too far away from Southern Swamp Island. He saw … a gigantic statue on the island.
When he looked at it, Su Ming remembered the Fated Kin and the people within them. They were … Fated Cultivators!
This was not the Fated Kin's holy land. It was just an island the Fated Kin used to keep a lookout over the sea. There were about eight thousand Fated Cultivators on it. At that moment, they surrounded the statue and worshiped it as the orange light from the setting sun shone on it.
Their zeal and reverence were because the statue was their Progenitor, their god, and the supreme will that had guided the earliest Fated Kin to become Fated Cultivators.
'Fated Cultivators …' Su Ming stared at the statue. Its appearance was the exact same as when he was in the land of Berserkers. The statue's eyes that were staring into the distance shone with a wise and farsighted light. There was also a fierce look in them, as if they were looking at the heavens. It made Su Ming feel as if he had returned to the moment he had brought the Fated Cultivators out of the World of Nine Yin.
In silence, Su Ming stared at the Fated Cultivators, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. Under the setting sun, there was an ancient air to that smile, along with nostalgia, as well as his hope towards the Berserkers … and his determination to make the Berserkers rise to power after he returned.
"The Berserkers will not be the setting sun. They will … be the blazing sun that will rise again tomorrow!" Su Ming mumbled. This was his promise. It was the promise he had made to the one hundred million something souls of Great Berserkers in his body when he became an Ancestral Spirit.
At the instant Su Ming mumbled those words, the entire world of Berserkers suddenly let out a powerful roar. It reverberated in the air, and it did not matter which part of the land of Berserkers they were in, all the Berserkers could sense it. They could also sense their blood boiling in their veins.
At the same time, the setting sun in the sky seemed to have come to a swift halt … and everything was reversed. It rose swiftly from its downward momentum and slowly rose higher, changing the night that was about to fall, causing the sun … to look as if it would never set!
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