It did not matter whether they were old friends or the new powerful warriors who had risen to power in the past one thousand something years. All the Berserkers turned into long arcs at that instant and spread out in the sky. From the distance, it was an incredibly magnificent sight.
The long arcs shot through the sky, and whistling sounds reverberated in the air. They shook the sky and earth as they charged towards Su Ming's holy land, God of Berserkers Palace.
As all the Berserkers' blood boiled and they charged through the sky, the endless number of sea beasts in the Dead Sea became restless and uneasy as the presence of the God of Berserkers spread out from Su Ming's body.
Most of the sea beasts in the Dead Sea were huge, and there were many of them. It did not matter whether it was the sea dragons or the sea giants. Even though they had frequently clashed with the Berserkers over the past one thousand something years and suffered many casualties, their numbers were still quite high.
The repeated beast swarms over the past one thousand something years made the strength of the sea beasts in the place much stronger than they were a thousand something years ago. Yet even so, all of them started trembling at that moment. Intimidated by Su Ming's presence, all the sea beasts in the Dead Sea hid themselves at the bottom of the sea, not daring to rush out.
They could sense just how terrifying Su Ming was from his presence. It was a power of despair that could destroy their race, which was why even if most of the Berserkers had left their islands at that moment, not a single one of them dared to use the chance to cause trouble.
As the sky roared, Su Ming stood in the God of Berserkers Palace and looked at Fang Cang Lan. His presence spread out, sending a will to summon her. He could sense the Berserkers' blood boiling. In a few days, a large number of Berserkers would come to greet him.
Fang Cang Lan lifted her head and looked at Su Ming before she asked softly, "Have you made your decision?"
Su Ming nodded and said slowly, "I came back this time to bring all the Berserkers out of this place and … make them rise to power in the world outside."
Fang Cang Lan smiled faintly and did not continue asking questions. Instead, she closed her eyes and continued playing the Chinese zither. The music echoed in the air and lingered for a long time.
The first batch of people to greet Su Ming were the Fated Kin in the holy land. Almost at the instant the song echoed in the air, the voices of nearly ten thousand cultivators outside the God of Berserkers Palace were filled with respect, zeal, and excitement. Their voices turned into a wave of sound that rumbled in the air.
"Guards of the God of Berserkers Palace, Fated Kin of the holy land, greet … the Progenitor of Life Cultivators, greet … the God of Berserkers!"
That voice rumbled and reverberated in all directions, shaking the world and stirring up huge waves. As it reverberated in the air, Su Ming stood by the window. His robes fluttered in the wind, and the light of dusk shone on the ground. He saw nearly ten thousand Fated Kin worshiping him in excitement.
He did not speak. The Fated Kin knelt down and worshiped him. Once the wave of sound reached them, they fell silent. It was as if as long as Su Ming did not speak, they would continue kneeling down and worshiping him.
As they knelt down, wisps of pure power of the laws of fate charged towards Su Ming like the flames of their beliefs. They could not see it, but Su Ming could. Once they fused into his body, his level of cultivation increased slightly.
In truth, there was quite a large amount of this power of the laws of fate in the world. Even though the amount was about the same as what Su Ming had absorbed in the past, in terms of purity, it was equivalent to about one hundred and sixty million something of the laws of fate in the world outside.
However, Su Ming would not absorb them right then. The power of the laws of fate that filled the world was an important part of his plan to shift the Berserkers' world out of Yin Death Vortex.
Guzheng music echoed in the air, and time trickled by. About two hours later, long arcs charged through the sky. In the blink of an eye, they closed in and turned into hundreds of Berserkers. The person in the lead was Bai Chang Zai. Behind him were Zi Yan, Zi Che, and Ya Mu. There was also … Wan Qiu, who was watching Su Ming's figure in the God of Berserkers Palace from the distance.
"We are the Berserkers of Southern Swamp Island. Greetings, Lord God of Berserkers. We welcome your return!" Bai Chang Zai sucked in a deep breath. Even though Su Ming had been his junior in the past, as time passed, he had become the God of Berserkers. To him, he was a supreme existence in all the Berserkers. It did not matter whether it was his heart or his expression, Bai Chang Zai was incredibly respectful, and there was even a hint of excitement in his eyes.
As he spoke, the hundreds of cultivators of Southern Swamp Island responded simultaneously. Just like the Fated Kin, once they greeted Su Ming, they chose not to get up. They waited for Su Ming's orders and also waited for all the Berserkers who would arrive one after another in the next few days.
Similarly, a thick power of the laws of fate surged forth from the hundreds of people. Once it fused into Su Ming's body, he absorbed it in an incredibly perfect manner, as if they were in perfect harmony. It turned into a part of his cultivation base and nourished his soul.
Su Ming stared at Bai Chang Zai and the familiar people behind him. A smile appeared on his face. As the music echoed in his ears, he still did not speak. Instead, he continued to wait.
Since dusk did not change, even if it should have been late at night, the world outside was still bathed in the light of dusk. Long arcs appeared in the world. They belonged to the Berserkers living on the islands that were very close to the place. When Su Ming cast his gaze over, he found that there were tens of thousands of them. At that moment, when they approached the holy land, God of Berserkers Palace, they immediately knelt down and worshiped it.
"We … greet the God of Berserkers!"
The appearance of tens of thousands of people and the power of the laws of fate that erupted from them seemed to cover the world in Su Ming's eyes. At that moment, when they bowed to him, they gathered on him, and a faint bang rang out in his head. When the laws of fate fused into him, not only did they increase his cultivation base slightly, they also made his soul instantly become much stronger. Even his will gained a great amount of benefits.
'The power of the laws of fate, the laws of external fate, and internal fate. These beliefs are like fire, and they can make my will become much stronger … This is the cultivation method that only an Antecedental Spirit can possess. It might seem the same as those in Fate Realm, but it is clearly the will of an Antecedental Spirit that far surpasses it!
'If there comes a day when I become an Ancestral Spirit, then the benefits I can absorb will be even greater.' As Su Ming listened to the zither music by his ears, he sensed his cultivation base, soul, and will continuously becoming stronger. A smile appeared on his face.
The tens of thousands of Berserkers in the world outside worshiped him at that moment and did not move. When the second day arrived, it was still dusk in the world outside, but there were already ten thousand more people in the sky. At that moment, even more people could be seen charging over from all directions.
"I, Nan Gong Hen, greet my benefactor!" A long arc closed in at a speed that surpassed everyone's speed. As excited voices echoed in the air, Nan Gong Hen's old face was revealed. He stared at Su Ming in the God of Berserkers Palace, and his memories seemed to have returned to the moment Su Ming brought them out of the World of Nine Yin.
"I, Berserkers of Heavenly Scar Island, greet my God of Berserkers!"
"I, Moon Setting Island, greet my God of Berserkers!"
"I, Swallow Mountain Island, greet my Lord God of Berserkers!" Voices echoed in the air. As tens of thousands of Berserkers closed in, the voices of them greeting Su Ming rose and fell. A large amount of the power of the laws of fate crashed into Su Ming's heart and refused to disappear even after a long time had passed.
"I, Man Ya, greet my God of Berserkers, and I congratulate you on your return!" An old voice brought with it another batch of tens of thousands of Berserkers. When they closed in from the sky, they spoke in excitement. It was Man Ya, one of the powerful warriors who had chased the Immortals out of the land of Berserkers with Su Ming in the past.
"I, Wu Shuang, greet my Lord God of Berserkers!"
"I, Tian Qi, can finally see my Lord God of Berserkers again while I am still alive! Congratulations on your return!"
"I, Chi Lei Tian, greet my Lord God of Berserkers!"
"The Blade of Blood Fiend will only be opened for the God of Berserkers! Lord God of Berserkers, do you still remember the Blood Fiend?!"
As the powerful warriors who had fought against the Immortals with Su Ming in the past appeared, the number of Berserkers gathered around Su Ming had already exceeded three hundred thousand.
Even more long arcs charged forward in the distance. Su Ming watched everything before him, and his heart was filled with excitement. As the laws of fate fused into his body, his cultivation base became stronger, and the ripples of his soul became much stronger than before. His will also existed in every single corner of the land of Berserkers.
When the third day ended, there were already nearly six hundred thousand Berserkers gathered outside the God of Berserkers Palace in the holy land. It did not matter whether they came first or later, all of them did not get up to worship Su Ming. When Su Ming cast his gaze over the area, he found that the world was packed densely with them. The power of the laws of fate spreading out from them had already covered the sea and sky, causing the rays of dusk to be unable to pierce through them.
When the six hundred thousand Berserkers gathered together, the presence of Berserkers spreading out from their bodies shook the sky and earth, causing the world to feel as if it was trembling. These cultivators could be said to be the elites of the Berserkers.
At that moment, Su Ming sucked in a deep breath. When he turned around, the door to the God of Berserkers Palace opened with a bang. When it did so, the six hundred thousand Berserkers kneeling in the area immediately lifted their heads and fixed their gazes on the door.
Gradually, they saw a figure walking out of the door. Behind him was Fang Cang Lan.
Su Ming stood outside the palace. It was difficult for the rays of dusk to land on his body. He looked at all the Berserkers around him, and after a short period of silence, he said his first words to all the Berserkers.
"I, the fourth God of Berserkers, Progenitor of the Fated Kin, Su Ming, have returned!"
His voice was not loud, but at that instant, it stirred up thunder in the world and caused the Dead Sea to roar. It shook the hearts of every single Berserker cultivator, causing all their blood to surge and boil to the extreme.
"God of Berserkers!"
"God of Berserkers!"
"God of Berserkers!!!" The roars from the six hundred thousand Berserkers filled the world at that moment, as if they had turned into a voice that could echo through the entire world of Berserkers.
"I have returned, and I will bring all of you … to power!" Su Ming's voice echoed in the air. At the instant the six hundred thousand Berserkers roared, he swung his arm, lifted his right hand, and pointed at the setting sun in the distance.
With it, Su Ming's will erupted from his body and enveloped the entire Berserkers' world. It turned into an invisible power that rose under the setting sun, as if it … wanted to turn it into a blazing sun.
"I will bring all of you and the entire Berserkers' world away from Yin Death Region. I will bring all of you to the True World outside. That is … my True World!"
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