As the waves tumbled about in the Berserkers' Dead Sea, the sun that should have set rose in reverse and stood tall in the sky once again. At the instant it turned from the afterglow of dusk into a dazzling light that shone one hundred thousand feet …
All the Berserkers felt their hearts tremble because their blood boiled, especially the Fated Kin …
In the depths of Yin Death Vortex beyond the Berserkers' world, three ancient wills seemed to have woken up from their slumber …
"The Berserkers have changed …"
"This change must be extinguished …"
"It's him …" At the instant the three wills woke up, a violent gust of wind stirred up in their minds. That wind was invisible, and as it howled, it charged … towards the Berserkers' world along with the rotation of Yin Death Vortex.
That wind was not the descent of their wills, but a gust of wind formed by their thoughts.
At the same time, due to the sun rising in reverse in the Berserkers' world and the boiling will in their blood, countless Berserkers lifted their heads while shuddering, no matter which island they were on or what they were doing.
Man Ya, one of the five great Berserkers of Eastern Wastelands, was once one of the five great Berserkers of Eastern Wastelands. Su Ming had given Hidden Dragon Sect's mountain to use as a base for his tribe to thrive in. Later on, when the Dead Sea filled the continent and the continent shattered, he occupied a lone island and became one of the nine great forces of power in the Berserkers' world. At that moment, Man Ya's body, which had not moved for hundreds of years, shuddered violently in the secret chamber in the depths of the mountain range. He lifted his head, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face …
Similarly, on the many islands in the Dead Sea, some of the experts from back then who were still alive opened their eyes as they meditated.
In the palace filled with a primitive presence in the mountain in the Fated Kin's holy land, the notes from the Chinese zither came to an abrupt halt. The Berserkers' Consort Fang Cang Lan's hands froze over the Chinese zither. She gradually lifted her beautiful head, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.
All the Berserkers went through a change at that moment because of all this.
However, the feeling of their blood trembling and their souls surging only appeared for the span of a few breaths before a gust of wind descended from the sky without a single sound. It blew past them like a hot knife through butter.
It was as if the will contained within the wind would absolutely not allow any sort of change to happen in the land of Berserkers, especially something that could stir up all the Berserkers' blood.
It was as if everything that had happened before had been an illusion. The rising sun in the sky was swept away by the wind and turned into a powerful pressure, causing the sun to slowly sink back into the setting sun.
The wind was formless. When it reverberated in the air, Su Ming lifted his head swiftly, and a brilliant light shone in his eyes. He could clearly sense the thoughts of the three ancient wills in the wind that had suddenly descended.
He let out a cold harrumph. As a brilliant light shone in his eyes, his will rushed into the sky and crashed into the invisible wind without holding anything back. This was the clash of four wills. No one else could hear the booming sounds from it, only Su Ming and the three ancient wills could sense it clearly.
As booming sounds reverberated in the air, Su Ming's will fused with the will of the True World's heaven. When it swept through the area, the three ancient wills fell back and disappeared from the Berserkers' world.
Su Ming took a few steps back. When he lifted his head, killing intent appeared in his eyes. The three ancient wills were people Su Ming had to kill once he returned to the Berserkers' world.
During the short contact just then, Su Ming had not obtained an overwhelming advantage. Instead, he had been evenly matched with the three ancient wills, but if he had been in True Morning Dao World, the situation would have been completely different.
The sun in the sky seemed to have been eternally fixed at dusk. It did not rise, and neither did it set. Su Ming's eyes sparkled. He lowered his head to look at the Fated Kin's island beneath him, and in silence, he walked into the distance.
The three ancient wills had not descended previously, but had come with their wills. Once they left, if Su Ming continued chasing after them, he might be able to find the place where the three wills were sleeping.
But Su Ming had just returned to the Berserkers' world, and he had yet to see any of his old friends. He did not want to leave just yet.
Su Ming walked in midair. The Dead Sea tumbled under his feet until an island shrouded in dusk appeared in the distance. The appearance of the island was slightly different from the one in Su Ming's memories, but he could still recognize it. It was … Southern Swamp Island.
A long string of laughter came from the seawater beyond the island. There was a hearty tone to it, and when it spread through the area, it attracted Su Ming's attention.
He saw a sea dragon that was about one thousand feet long rolling about and roaring in the Dead Sea. There was a man standing on the sea dragon's head. He was not tall or built, but looked rather frail and scholarly. He was dressed in a white robe, and as his gray hair danced in the wind, he held the sea dragon's whiskers tightly in his right hand while he clenched his left fist and rammed it at the center of the sea dragon's brows. Punch after punch caused the sea dragon to let out shrill roars.
When Su Ming saw the gray-haired man in white robes, a focused glint appeared in his eyes, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips. He would never forget this person. He was …
"Grandpa Bai, you are invincible, the strongest in Southern Swamp, the best. You've gained something from this trip to the sea. Can you give me this sea dragon?" On the island's beach was a boy who looked to be about eight or nine years old. He was clapping his hands and shouting at the man in white who was attacking the sea dragon.
Standing beside the boy was a woman with a gentle face. She was looking at the boy lovingly, then with a smile, she lifted her head and looked at the man attacking the sea dragon.
"You're such a sweet talker, lad." The man named Bai lifted his head and let out a hearty laugh. With one move, he grabbed the dying sea dragon and charged towards the island. When he got close to the beach, he lifted his right hand and swung it. Immediately, the one thousand feet long sea dragon was lifted, and with a bang, it crashed on the beach of the island, kicking up a large amount of sand.
His body swayed, and he appeared in front of the child.
"Greetings, Senior Bai. The child is still ignorant, please do not mind him." The woman with the boy's large stature immediately bowed to him softly.
The man in white patted the boy's head and said with a smile, "It's fine, it's fine. This lad is very likable. Ya Jiu, I'll give you this sea dragon. Remember to take out the Life Crystal. That's an important item that can increase a Berserker's lifespan."
The boy immediately started cheering. He looked incredibly excited, and the loving look in the woman's eyes became even stronger.
At that moment, a dozen something long arcs were flying towards Southern Swamp Island from the distance. Once they closed in, three people were in the lead. These three people could not see Su Ming, but Su Ming could see them.
He looked at the man in white, then at the woman beside the boy, then at the three people in front of the dozen something people. Nostalgia appeared on his face.
"Greetings, Senior Bai. Congratulations on your return." These three people were two men and one woman. They looked to be middle-aged, but based on the ancient look on their faces, it could be seen that they were no longer young.
One of the three people was a man and a woman, and it was clear that they were husband and wife. As for the other person, he was a man in green robes. His expression was cold, as if there was not a hint of emotion within him. As he stood there, a freezing aura spread out from him, making it seem as if he wanted all living beings to stay away from him.
The man in white looked at the only woman among the three and said with a smile, "Zi Yan, my lass, your son has taken this sea dragon. Remember to take the Life Crystal for him."
"Thank you, senior. My son is still young. If he does anything immature, please do not mind him." The woman was naturally Zi Yan. With a smile on her face, she bowed towards the man in white.
Su Ming stood in midair and looked at the familiar faces on Southern Swamp Island. There was no way he would forget the old man named Bai. He was … Bai Chang Zai. Su Ming had only met Bai Chang Zai a few times in the land of Berserkers in the past, but this person had left an incredibly deep impression on him.
When he saw him again, Su Ming sensed an ancient air and the signs of time flowing away from Bai Chang Zai.
The child was Zi Yan and Ya Mu's son. Judging by his age, he should have only been born a few years ago. As for the other woman … there was no one else besides Wan Qiu.
Just like in the past, Wan Qiu was still alone. The arrogance she had in the past had already disappeared. Even though she was not a married woman, there was only a gentleness that was as gentle as water about her.
As for Zi Che … perhaps it was because he had been by Su Ming's side too much in the past, and there were also some things he could not change, that was why even if he had become increasingly aloof after a thousand something years, Su Ming knew that there was a determined heart hidden under that aloof appearance of Zi Che's.
"Where … did Fang Cang Lan go," Su Ming mumbled. He cast his gaze towards Southern Swamp Island, but when he did not find Fang Cang Lan, he shook his head. He did not spread out his divine sense to instantly investigate the entire world of Berserkers.
It was not that he did not want to, but that he did not want to. Sometimes, knowing too much was a form of cruelty. If he spread his divine sense through the entire world of Berserkers, then Su Ming would immediately know just which of his old friends were no longer around.
But he did not want this sort of result. He would rather not know about it.
'Oh well, she has her own life. There's no way she can continue waiting.' Su Ming fell silent. He remembered Fang Cang Lan standing at the top of the mountain when he left the land of Berserkers in the past. She was a woman who looked as if she would disappear with a single gust of wind.
Su Ming lowered his head and cast a glance at Zi Che, then at the child beside Wan Qiu.
'Ya Jiu … Is this Jiu remembering the ninth summit..?' Su Ming remembered the fated connection between Zi Yan and his second senior brother, and with a soft sigh, he walked towards Southern Swamp Island's beach.
His footsteps were not quick. When his feet landed on Southern Swamp Island, the people there did not notice that there was an extra person on the island. In fact, to them, Su Ming did not even exist.
Bai Chang Zai could not notice him, and neither could Zi Yan and her husband. It was the same for Wan Qiu. Only Zi Che suddenly shuddered, as if he had sensed something. He lifted his aloof head, but when he looked over, he found nothing.
There was also … the child. The child Su Ming wanted him to see. He widened his eyes and looked at Su Ming walking towards him from the beach.
Su Ming crouched down beside the child and patted his head before he asked gently, "Your name is Ya Jiu?"
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