Blood gushed into the air, and the four-armed man's head exploded. His body froze for a moment before he was immediately swept into the vortex. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace. Su Ming still did not lift his head. He looked at Fang Cang Lan with a smile, and when her face turned slightly red, he yanked her arm and pulled her into his embrace.
He used his own body heat to warm up Fang Cang Lan's loneliness for one thousand something years. At the instant she was pulled into Su Ming's embrace, gentleness appeared in her eyes. It was as if standing in this place was the same as standing at the highest peak of her life. It was as if being by Su Ming's side was the most beautiful thing in her life.
She wished that this moment would last forever, and she wished for nothing else.
The gentleness and the slaughter served as a foil to it. It was as if a rainbow had suddenly appeared in a landscape painting. It was so bright, so eye-catching, so … that it did not seem to fit into the painting, but it fused together beautifully. The abruptness was gone, and there was only beauty left.
Shrill roars reverberated in the air, and shattered bodies flew everywhere. The six hundred thousand Berserkers' madness for the sake of rising to power and leaving this place caused the only thing left in their minds at that instant — kill!
This situation where only one lived and the other lived caused the slaughter to become more intense as the Berserkers' world was continuously dragged out by the hand. Su Ming's previous words were especially true when he said that he did not need flowers that were protected, but trees that would stand tall in the face of wind and rain.
Who was the flower and who was the tree? There was … no one to witness this battle, and there was no need for anyone to witness it either, because those who lived were trees, and those who died … might not be flowers, but they were still eliminated by fate.
This was very cruel and unfair, but there was no such thing as fairness in the battlefield. There was no such thing as fairness when a race rose to power. If anyone dared to slack off and not fight, then this sort of Berserker was also bound to be eliminated.
Besides, it was impossible for anyone to slack off in this battle, because this sort of person would not be able to survive until the end. They would be cruelly killed by the other races.
The shrill roars came from the other races and Berserkers. The temporary warmth in Fang Cang Lan's heart was mostly chased away by the shrill cries. She lifted her head and looked at the area above her, then at her surroundings. A look of pity appeared on her face.
"When I didn't have their cultivation base, I walked this way. When I have their cultivation base, I still walked this way. I don't expect them to experience life and death like me to reach this step, but …."
"If the Berserkers had risen to power alone during times of peace, I would have been able to do it with my current level of cultivation … but right now, if I want to make the Berserkers rise to power, I will need all the cultivators in the land of Berserkers to work together.
And what I need them to do is to be able to … have the qualifications to survive in the outside world when I'm not around, no matter what calamity comes. " Su Ming lifted his head and looked at the slaughter happening above him. He saw the Berserkers dying, saw them fighting valiantly, saw their bloodshot eyes gradually turning into madness.
"When they can become aloof when they fight against others, get used to it, and get used to it … only then will they be considered to have grown. Right now, they are just children in the race." When Su Ming spoke, purple light suddenly shone in his mouth. The End of Wills Sword turned into a ray of purple light and flew out to sweep the area above him. Screams of pain reverberated in the air. Four outsiders who had just joined the battle and had power equivalent to those in Mastery Realm shuddered simultaneously. Then, their heads were separated from their bodies, and they breathed their last.
"I … know … what you went through after you left the land of Berserkers." Fang Cang Lan stared at Su Ming. There was gentleness in her eyes, but at the same time, there was also pity in them. She grabbed Su Ming's hand and held it.
"I forgot that you have this kind of ability." Su Ming was momentarily stunned, then let out a bark of laughter. He remembered Fang Cang Lan's ability to see other people's pasts. Su Ming had never seen anyone who had this sort of divine ability outside the land of Berserkers. Even among the Berserkers, Su Ming had only seen Fang Cang Lan.
Perhaps Fang Cang Lan's Master was even more skilled in this field. Perhaps there was someone in her line of inheritance who could predict the future. Perhaps … When Su Ming thought of this, his heart suddenly trembled. With a profound look in his eyes, he cast Fang Cang Lan a deep glance.
Why was she able to possess vitality in Yin Death Land?
Why could she gather together the souls of Berserkers after she was asked to become the Berserker Consort and obtain the respect of Berserkers? Besides her personal charm, perhaps … there was also some presence in her blood that made the Berserkers feel close to her.
Why could she and her Master's line of inheritance master a divine ability that allowed them to see other people's pasts in an unfathomable manner even to the current Su Ming?
All of these questions appeared in Su Ming's heart at that moment, and he found a vague answer.
When this answer appeared in his mind, the Elder who predicted the Berserkers' Day when he returned to the ancient past in the All Spirits Hall, the blind xun maker, and his elder appeared in Su Ming's mind …
The booming sounds from Yin Death Vortex grew stronger, and the battles in the area grew even more devastating. At the same time, the land of Berserkers rose higher and higher as it fought against the suction force from the vortex.
After a moment, a deafening bang shot up, and the land of Berserkers lifted up. At that moment, the exit of the vortex was already within sight.
Nearly two hundred thousand of the six hundred thousand Berserkers had died during the time the land of Berserkers moved through the vortex. The remaining ones might have bloodshot eyes, but there was clearly a thick murderous aura around them. They were no longer mad, but were showing signs of indifference.
That indifference was a killing intent that was even stronger than madness after they had gotten used to killing. They were like a piece of steel that was continuously being sharpened to the edge of a sword.
Among the four hundred thousand Berserkers, eighty thousand something were Fated Kin. Not many of them died, because they were already used to killing. They were already a sharp blade that was about to shine.
Yet this slaughter against the outsiders was their first battle after their levels of cultivation increased. It had completely turned the sharp blade that was the Fated Kin into a treasured sword!
The sharpness of that sword could destroy an army of one thousand!
It was especially so for Nan Gong Hen. His presence had changed drastically during the battle. He stood there like a sharp fang that had been dyed in blood, causing all those who saw him to shudder and feel a chill run down their spines.
It was also at that moment that an even stronger roar came from above the land of Berserkers. More outsiders swiftly appeared in the vortex above the land of Berserkers. The overall strength of these outsiders was not weak, and they were the final barrier to protect the vortex and prevent all those who came out.
In fact … Su Ming could even sense … a faint presence that belonged to the Immortals from these alien races with different appearances!
Compared to the fatigue of the four hundred thousand Berserkers, the outsiders who had just appeared were like murderous fiends, as if they had been waiting for a long time. At that moment, when they saw the land of Berserkers rising up with a howl and the four hundred thousand Berserkers circling above the land of Berserkers and flying up with the Berserkers, ferocious and bloodthirsty expressions appeared on the outsiders' faces. They roared towards the sky and charged towards the Berserkers like a swarm of bees.
There were also several hundreds of thousands of them. This was a battle that could not be considered fair. Even though fairness was as vague as destiny in the process of a race rising to power, at that moment … in Su Ming's eyes, if he wanted fairness, then it would definitely be fair.
When he saw that the murderous aura from the Berserkers had appeared once again and were about to rush out, Su Ming pulled Fang Cang Lan with him and took a step forward. He lifted his left hand and swung it, and a voice that made the Berserkers excited reverberated in the air.
"Let me tell you what fairness is in a race rising to power." At the instant Su Ming spoke, he pushed his left hand against the ground, and as if he was grabbing something, he swung it swiftly.
In an instant, the entire land of Berserkers roared. As it did so, the land of Berserkers trembled violently. The edges of the land of Berserkers looked as if a sea of fire had risen. It was formed due to the extreme speed created by the friction between the vortex and the land of Berserkers. From the distance, the entire land of Berserkers looked as if it had turned into a gigantic fireball.
As the fireball roared, its speed instantly increased by several fold. Due to its speed, the wind pressure that appeared caused all the Berserkers to be unable to rise into the air. They landed on the ground and immediately sat down cross-legged to circulate their cultivation bases to counteract the wind pressure.
At the same time, all of them lifted their heads and saw the land of Berserkers, which had turned into a fireball. In an instant, it swept up all the Berserkers and charged towards the exit of Yin Death Vortex. Due to its speed, when it rushed out, it instantly crashed into the hundreds of thousands of outsiders.
At the instant they crashed into each other … booming sounds, shrill screams of pain, and indescribable roars erupted from all directions. It was difficult to describe the devastation of the scene. The hundreds of thousands of outsiders were like eggs striking a rock. In an instant, one hundred thousand of them were destroyed, and in the next instant, one hundred thousand collapsed, and in the next instant, one hundred thousand crashed!
The violent crash and the fireball that was difficult to fend against took away an endless amount of flesh and blood and destroyed an innumerable amount of souls. It was as if the flames of death were harvesting lives, and they cruelly destroyed everything that stood in their way.
In an instant, most of the land of Berserkers rushed out of Yin Death Vortex with a bang, causing all the Berserkers on it … to see the galaxy of the True World for the first time!
"This is the fairness a race needs when it rises to power!" Su Ming's voice echoed in the air faintly and landed in all the Berserkers' ears, causing all of them to let out the strongest roar they had ever shouted at a single person in their lives.
"God of Berserkers!"
"God of Berserkers!"
"God of Berserkers!!!"
The presence of the True World filled the area, and the suction force from Yin Death Vortex could no longer continue. No one could stop the Berserkers from leaving. It was as if no one could stop this race from rising to power from now on.
"Wait for me outside with them. I still have some matters to attend to. I need to go back to Yin Death Vortex …" Su Ming lowered his head and looked at Fang Cang Lan with a smile, but the moment he said those words, his body suddenly jolted. He lifted his head and stared into space. There was a solemn look on his face that had never appeared before!
At that moment, the old man from Heavenly Spirit Tribe appeared beside Su Ming. He appeared without a single sound, but his words were like thunder that crashed into Su Ming's heart.
"Your spirit ascension disaster … has arrived."
Today, I will still write one chapter, and I have been writing all this time. Please forgive me this week, I will definitely make up for it next week.
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