In a normal battle, once a certain number of people died, their wills would definitely crumble and they would turn into scattered sand, but during the battle, even if the souls of those who died had been destroyed by self-destructions, they had become spirits in the hearts of the living. They became medicine that stimulated their fates, and because of one sentence from Su Ming, they had turned into eternity.
"All the cultivators of Ninth Summit and Berserkers who died in battle, I will not let your souls be lonely. Even if your souls scatter, they will gather together once more."
The Berserkers and Ninth Summit could not hear Su Ming's words. Only the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei could. Almost at the instant Su Ming finished speaking, a vortex suddenly appeared in the air above the battlefield where Ninth Summit's Rune was damaged. It spun in reverse, and wisps of souls appeared in an invisible manner.
The souls stared at the battlefield beneath them in a daze. When they saw everything clearly, shock and an even greater bewilderment appeared on their faces. All of them were the cultivators of the ninth summit and the Berserkers who had died in battle.
Almost at the instant they appeared and the vortex rotated, glowing spots that the living could not see manifested in space. When they gathered together, the souls of all the cultivators of Ninth Summit and Berserkers who had died in self-destruction swiftly gathered together once more in the universe.
It was as if there was a supreme law in the universe, and there was a sentence written clearly in it!
And that sentence was the thirty-nine words Su Ming had said previously!
The living could not see them, but they could see everything in the battlefield, including … Su Ming, who was in the distance. In their eyes, he was a gigantic sun, and it was so big that it seemed to be an existence that even the universe in the True World had to worship.
"I am the God of Berserkers, the former fourth disciple of Ninth Summit, and one of the current creators of Ninth Summit. I … Su Ming will create the tenth summit with the will of True Morning Dao World, Immortal Sect World, and Sky Hill!
"The tenth summit will be known as Mourning Mountain. It will gather the souls of all the people and cultivators of Ninth Summit who died in battle in my True World. Your souls will be gathered on the tenth summit, and you will guard the world for your sect and your people!
"You will be worshiped and will enjoy incense. You … will be the guardian souls of your sects and people. I will grant you … the right to be eternally imperishable as long as your sects exist!" Su Ming's voice echoed in space. The living could not hear a booming sound that reverberated in the universe. A mountain that looked like a sword appeared in space and stood tall in the universe.
The souls floating in the area looked at Su Ming. In their excitement, they bowed to him and flew into the mountain, becoming the first batch of imperishable warrior souls who would guard the world for the tenth summit!
This scene caused the Sovereign of Yan Pei to tremble. He saw everything clearly, and his expression became even more shocked and filled with disbelief.
"This isn't a law once I speak … This isn't a law with words … This isn of Dao of law. of Sovereign of Dao. of the laws of Sovereign of laws.
This is … Boundless Dao! That's why my words are like a boat, and it will never end … "As the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei mumbled, his entire body was instantly drenched in cold sweat.
Su Ming stared at the battlefield in the distance. He stared at the souls who had gathered together again and were not about to disappear, and the admiration in his eyes grew stronger. He saw Ninth Summit's counterattack. It might seem chaotic, but in truth, it was orderly. Everything was done according to the orders his second senior brother had given him, including the attacks in the beginning, the layers of suppression to prevent Saint Defier and Dark Dawn's momentum from rising, and the series of self-destructions that were happening right then.
All of this was done according to his second senior brother's plan. He was going to suppress his enemies layer by layer and use their momentum to make Saint Defier and Dark Dawn's cultivation bases disappear in an unseen manner. With this method, most of the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier could only bring out three-tenths of their remaining four-tenths of power under the mighty pressure!
Su Ming was smiling, but the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei was in shock. His mind was blank, and only after a long while did he gradually recover. His face was pale, and not a single hint of blood could be seen on his face. He could no longer change the situation of the battle. In truth, the moment the existence behind him was so strong that it made his heart tremble, everything was set in stone.
'Just who is he..? How could there be such a terrifying old monster in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos..? Damn it, those old monsters are all asleep. I've never heard of anyone waking up before this. Legends say that they were abandoned by the world. They are no longer in the will of the Expanse Cosmos and have jumped out of the world …
When they wake up, it will be the moment before the world is destroyed … But this person clearly gives me the feeling that he's one of those old monsters. Furthermore, even among those old monsters, he can be considered a powerful expert. Boundless Dao. He's clearly a Paragon expert of the Boundless Dao Realm. Dammit, how … how did he wake up?! " The Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei no longer thought about the deaths of the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier and their fated failure. Instead, he was thinking about how he could get through the disaster before him.
'Ninth Summit … That old monster cares so much about Ninth Summit. I … I … If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have come looking for trouble and offended Ninth Summit!
'Fortunately, this is just my clone … but even if it's just a clone, if I lose one, it will still be a great blow to me. Besides, if this person wants to kill me, it will be incredibly easy for him to find me in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos unless I can run back to Dark Dawn's camp …'
While the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei was feeling anxious, the cultivators from Ninth Summit, Dark Dawn, and Saint Defier fought until the battle reached its climax. Hu Zi threw his head back and laughed ferociously. Wherever he went, it was as if there was no one there. His level of cultivation was powerful to begin with, and his enemies' levels of cultivation had been reduced by nearly seven-tenths, so he could be said to be nearly invincible in the area. Unless it was some of the cultivators from Saint Defier and Dark Dawn who were still strong enough even after their levels of cultivation had been reduced by seven-tenths, no one else was Hu Zi's opponent.
As for the cultivators who were still strong even after their levels of cultivation had been reduced, their opponent … was his eldest senior brother!
His eldest senior brother might have seemed to be sitting still, but in truth, all the Shaman Souls around him had already reached the level of clones, causing practically every spot in the battlefield to be filled with the Shaman Souls. This also meant that his eldest senior brother was everywhere.
It could be seen that during the time Su Ming was not in the ninth summit, his eldest senior brother's level of cultivation had increased, and the Art of Cloning Clones he displayed right then made Su Ming cast a few more scrutinizing glances at him.
This Art was so strong that besides not moving his real body, he could also create hundreds of clones. They existed in various parts of the battlefield, and the power they displayed was the same as that of his eldest senior brother in Su Ming's memories.
Su Ming also saw a faint hint of the will of an Antecedental Spirit from his eldest senior brother, who was sitting still. This discovery made Su Ming take a closer look, and he could tell that the will of an Antecedental Spirit belonged to the Predecessor of Dao Ocean.
'Looks like Ninth Summit and the Predecessor of Dao Ocean have been getting along very well during this period of time.' A smile appeared on Su Ming's face. When he looked at his second senior brother, a hint of admiration appeared on his face.
Second senior brother could not compare to Su Ming in terms of personal power, but in terms of control over the battlefield, all sorts of schemes, and overall planning, Su Ming could not compare to his second senior brother.
Second senior brother could make Ninth Summit look as if it was made of steel and could even command the people in the battlefield to bring out Ninth Summit's combat prowess to its fullest. Su Ming could not compare to him in these aspects.
As the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier gradually showed signs of wanting to retreat and as the fighting spirit of Ninth Summit and the Berserkers grew increasingly intense, Su Ming narrowed his eyes. The trial could not end like this. Since it had already started, he had to reach a level where it would be carved into their bones and hearts in one go.
Only by doing so could they turn the trials into a brand. Only by doing so could they ignite the fighting souls of Ninth Summit and the Berserkers so that the sect and race could rise to power in the midst of a great victory. They could also use this battle to spread the name of the sect and race through Arid Triad and lay the final foundation for their rise to power.
'Since you've chosen not to be lonely in this apocalyptic world … then I will give you a future of supremes,' Su Ming thought in his heart, and a brilliant light shone in his eyes.
"Are you cultivators from Dark Dawn only capable of this much?" When he spoke, there was a hint of freezing coldness in his voice. When it reached the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei's ears, his heart shuddered.
"Senior …" Hesitation appeared on Yan Pei's face.
"Dark Dawn and Saint Defier, fight against Ninth Summit at full strength. If you retreat, I will destroy your entire sect!" Yan Pei gritted his teeth. He was completely intimidated by Su Ming, and he was in a life-threatening danger. At that moment, he could no longer care about anything else and immediately spoke. His voice reverberated through the galaxy of the battlefield, echoing in the hearts of all the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier who had the urge to retreat when they were completely suppressed by Su Ming's aura, forcing them to stop moving back.
"You can fight whenever you want, but only I can stop when I want," Su Ming said faintly. His words did not contain a lot of mighty pressure, but the domineering tone contained within them caused the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei's heart to tremble in fear.
"A fiend. This person is definitely a fiend. Perhaps during his era, he was also infamous … But … But why would such an old monster be connected to Ninth Summit?" Anguish appeared on the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei's pale face. He stared at the people who had stopped retreating as his words echoed in the air, but there were quite a number of them who had turned their heads back to look at him. There was hesitation on their faces, and there was even a hint of resentment.
Roars that sounded as if they were about to die tumbled out of the mouths of those from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier. The next thing they heard was their crazed attacks and reckless attacks.
"After experiencing this madness, this sect and race will be able to bloom in Arid Triad," Su Ming mumbled. Su Ming mumbled as he watched the changes in the battlefield in the distance. All the cultivators' expressions and the circulation of their cultivation bases were clearly seen by Su Ming at that instant.
It was like sharpening a blade. If only one side of the blade was sharpened, it would not be complete. Only when both sides were sharpened could it be considered a sharp blade, and right then, Su Ming was sharpening the other side.
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