"Fight!" A roar that sounded like a tiger's shot into the sky from within Ninth Summit. It was Hu Zi's voice, and his figure instantly appeared before Su Ming's eyes.
At the instant he walked out with his tiger-like body, he threw a punch. Vast physical power erupted from his fist, and a huge spiked club appeared in Hu Zi's hand when he seized it with his left hand. Then, he swung it at the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier charging towards him.
Booming sounds surged into the sky. Hu Zi was just one point where the two armies clashed. Around him were countless cultivators from Ninth Summit who were engaged in a frenzied battle to the death against those from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier.
In this battle, they were fighting for their lives!
In this battle, they were fighting for their lives!
There were also cultivators from the Berserkers among them. In this battle, they displayed the powerful physical bodies that belonged to the Berserkers!
The enemy they faced was someone who had crushed the cultivators from the three True Worlds in waves like a hot knife through butter after they descended. He had also killed the Sublime Paragon of the Fourth True World and forced True Sacred Yin World to seal off their Expanse Cosmos, forcing the Fourth True World to set up a Rune. They did not seek to kill their enemies, only to struggle and fight back.
They had also swept through True Morning Dao World. Wherever they went, not a single cultivator could stop them. It could be said … that they were an army of powerful warriors who had never lost. They were Dark Dawn and Saint Defier!
The people from Ninth Summit were prepared to die in this battle, but even if they died, they could not live in vain. Even if they died, they would kill a few people to accompany them in death. Killing one person would be worth it, killing two would not be a waste of their lives, and killing three would be worth two!
Ninth Summit was like that, and the Berserkers were even more so. Booming sounds surged into the sky. The sounds of battle were deafening, and they reverberated through the entire galaxy, becoming the most brilliant light in Su Ming's eyes.
Six-tenths of their cultivation bases had been sealed, but the four-tenths of the cultivators from Saint Defier and Dark Dawn were still a force of power that was not weak before the Ninth Summit from Arid Triad's True Morning Dao World.
After all, it did not matter whether it was Dark Dawn or Saint Defier, they had inherited their legacies from the second era of their aeon. Their cultivation systems and cultivation methods were several levels higher than those of the cultivators in Arid Triad. If Su Ming had not sealed six-tenths of his power, there would have been … no suspense in this battle.
Only then could it be considered fair to Ninth Summit. In truth, Su Ming could have sealed a few more Realms, but if he had done so, it would not be considered as training, which was why he only sealed six-tenths of Dark Dawn and Saint Defier so that they would only be half a Realm higher than Ninth Summit.
The sounds of battle instantly reverberated in the air, shaking the sky and earth. A large number of cultivators from Saint Defier and Dark Dawn surged into the gap in the Rune. Almost at the instant they stepped in, Ninth Summit's resistance and the determination on the faces of hundreds of thousands of cultivators clashed with each other, and an explosion instantly erupted.
As soon as they made contact, a large number of casualties appeared on both sides. A group battle like this was a test of a Cultivator's individual cultivation base. When they clashed, the sounds of divine abilities rose and fell. The light from magical treasures clashed fiercely, creating ripples that swept out in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the shadow of death descended on the galaxy. It swung its reaping hand, as if it was taking away an endless amount of lives.
This was the battle where Dark Dawn and Saint Defier suffered the greatest number of casualties ever since they invaded Arid Triad. It did not matter whether it was the attack by the three Great True Worlds at Arid Triad's gap, Dark Dawn and Saint Defier sweeping through True Morning Dao World, or the expedition to the other True Worlds, none of them had suffered such a great number of casualties at the instant they clashed.
After all, in the previous series of battles, Dark Dawn and Saint Defier had been undefeatable due to their great levels of cultivation.
The nine white-robed Antecedental Spirits gritted their teeth and rushed to the forefront. Wherever they went, the cultivators of Ninth Summit would retreat. These five were their opponents. Even though six-tenths of their cultivation bases had been weakened, they were still powerful.
However, at the instant the nine of them stepped through the gap in the Rune and entered the world where the Ninth Summit was, just as they were about to rush towards Hu Zi, who was the craziest among the Ninth Summit's cultivators, the sounds of tumbling came from Dao Ocean beneath the world. A great will instantly filled the area and enveloped the nine of them, instantly drowning them in a will that was like a raging wave.
It was the Predecessor of Dao Ocean.
It enveloped the nine people in its own will, and a battle of Arts between Antecedental Spirits separated from the other cultivators took place between them. Not much bloodshed could be seen, but to the nine Antecedental Spirits, the strength of the Predecessor of Dao Ocean was an existence they could not fight against after their cultivation bases had been weakened.
At the same time, the Berserkers in Ninth Summit displayed their pride as Berserkers. Ever since their levels of cultivation had increased and they got used to True Morning Dao World's presence, they started going through another metamorphosis. This metamorphosis was the result of accumulating strength, and it was a manifestation of the Berserkers' blood remaining. It was similar to how the living in All Spirits Hall had sacrificed themselves to help the latter. During the short period of time, the entire race continued becoming stronger and fought madly against Dark Dawn and Saint Defier in the chaotic battle.
Su Ming sat on the sea of white bones and watched everything in front of him. His expression was calm, and not a hint of change could be detected on his face. If a blade wanted to be sharpened, its edges would definitely shatter. If a tree wanted to grow, it would definitely be drenched by wind and rain.
Ninth Summit and the Berserkers were the two most important homes to Su Ming. If they wanted to grow, they had to go through wind and rain. They had to go through everything that all forces of power had to go through when they rose to power.
Only by doing so could they grow into existences that towered over the heavens. Only by doing so could they no longer need Su Ming's protection and turn from relying on him to becoming stronger on their own!
What Su Ming could do was to make the war a little fairer. However, if Ninth Summit could not get used to this sort of war, he would save them, and from then on, Ninth Summit and the Berserkers would not be allowed to appear in the world, because the time for Ninth Summit and the Berserkers to rise to power might not have yet arrived. It would be better for them to stay in Yin Death Region.
If they could grow, if they had the conviction to fight, if they had the will to fight against the heavens, against men, and against all manner of living, then Su Ming would use his full strength to make Ninth Summit and the Berserkers become the strongest sect and race in the world!
There was no other!
As he watched the war unfold before him, gratification slowly appeared on Su Ming's face. He saw Ninth Summit's resistance, saw their unyieldingness and determination, and saw the most brilliant light erupting from their lives at that instant.
It was especially so for Hu Zi, who was in the crowd like a tiger. As he roared, he held a huge spiked club in his hand. As he swung it, he cursed loudly while howling, as if he could sweep away an entire army. Not a single hint of honesty could be seen on his face. Instead, there was a ferocious look on his face that caused the hearts of his enemies to tremble.
There was also the headless eldest senior brother floating in midair outside Ninth Summit. He did not attack. The ones who attacked were the Shaman Souls surrounding him. They let out shrill screams and occasionally rushed out to charge towards the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier.
By eldest senior brother's side was second senior brother. He was gentle and elegant, but at that moment, there was a grave expression on his face that had never been seen before. Orders were sent out from him, and he controlled all the changes in the battlefield. There were still quite a number of cultivators from Ninth Summit who had not attacked around him.
Around him were quite a number of cultivators from Ninth Summit who had not attacked. She stood quietly and stared into the distance with a calm expression.
Second senior brother was Ninth Summit's soul, and Fang Cang Lan was the Berserkers' soul!
As for Su Ming, he was no longer the sect or the race's soul. He had already withdrawn from everyone's sight and become the sect and race's … God!
At that moment, Su Ming could indeed be called a god. If he could not, then there would no longer be a god in the world. He possessed the wills of the three Great True Worlds and could make the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei tremble in fear. This … was Su Ming!
A smile gradually appeared on Su Ming's face, but the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei's expression became even more anguished. He did not dare turn his head back, so he could only watch the battlefield. While the cultivators from Saint Defier and Dark Dawn still had the upper hand … they no longer had any presence about them.
Six-tenths of their cultivation bases had been sealed in a bizarre manner. This was an incredibly huge blow to all the cultivators from Saint Defier and Dark Dawn. It was an invisible mighty pressure that caused their hearts to tremble.
They should not have continued fighting, but the orders from the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei forced them to fight. The series of events caused the momentum of the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier to weaken.
If Ninth Summit's counterattack had not been too strong, then the momentum of the cultivators from Saint Defier and Dark Dawn would have slowly risen again, but what they encountered was an unprecedented battle in Ninth Summit. As the number of casualties increased, some cultivators from Ninth Summit chose to self-destruct before they died, and in terms of momentum, the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier were completely suppressed.
The cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier saw the cultivators who had shouted the words' Ninth Summit's glory 'before they died explode … If they had just self-destructed, then it would have been impossible for the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier to feel their hearts tremble … but the people who self-destructed stirred up a great wave when they self-destructed, and the power of their self-destruction surpassed that of their own self-destruction.
Because all of them had a large amount of jade slips containing the power of chaos on them, along with a large amount of Enchanted Treasures that could self-destruct along with them. There were also self-destructing medicinal pills that the Ninth Summit had created. All of these … exploded along with the cultivators who self-destructed, causing the power of their self-destruction to instantly increase by several fold.
This madness shocked Dark Dawn and Saint Defier.
It was not just one or two of them, but thousands and tens of thousands. Powerful booms reverberated in the sky, and the waves of self-destruction swept through the battlefield like a huge hand of death, taking away a large number of lives who did not want to leave.
Aside from that, there were some Berserkers among the people who self-destructed. Before they died, they shouted the word 'Berserkers', and their voices were filled with reluctance to part with the Berserkers. However, they did not hesitate to self-destruct even though they had already suffered irreversible injuries. With the power of their self-destruction, they completed the final dazzling moment in their lives.
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