Before absolute power, forces of power were nothing.
Su Ming already possessed this power. He watched Dark Dawn and Saint Defier, who had crumbled like a plate of loose sand, and the cultivators of Ninth Summit and Berserkers who rushed out to chase after him. A smile appeared on Su Ming's face.
There were deaths and injuries in that battle, but the path of cultivation was a form of plundering lives. It was a bumpy path, and death was not terrifying. What was terrifying was the fear of death and the loss of a firm confidence.
While staring at the galaxy, Su Ming took a step forward. When he landed, he was already in Ninth Summit. He appeared beside his second senior brother, who was staring at the changes in the battlefield with a confident and elegant look on his face.
"Second senior brother," Su Ming said softly.
At the instant he spoke, second senior brother whipped his head around. Eldest senior brother, who had been meditating not too far away from him, also opened his eyes at that instant and cast his attention towards Su Ming.
Su Ming appeared in front of second senior brother. With a smile on his face, he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed to him.
Eldest senior brother did not have a head, but his body was brimming with joy at that instant. Second senior brother's spirits lifted, and as he laughed, he hugged Su Ming.
"I knew that you would definitely be fine." As second senior brother laughed, he placed his hands on Su Ming's shoulders and stared at him closely. The camaraderie between brothers appeared on his face.
"You should have arrived a long time ago, right? How did your second senior brother fare in this battle?" second senior brother asked with a smile. There was a smug look on his face.
Eldest senior brother also stood up. When he walked over slowly, he lifted his right hand and hugged Su Ming. He did not speak, but all his concern was contained in the embrace between brothers. There was no need for him to say anything else.
When Su Ming sensed his eldest senior brother's powerful heartbeat, even if his level of cultivation had reached an unbelievable level and his will was so strong that it was second only to Arid Triad, he still seemed to have forgotten his own level of cultivation at that instant. He only knew that he was the youngest junior brother of Ninth Summit, the youngest junior brother whom his three senior brothers had to protect forever.
With a smile on his face, Su Ming looked at his smug second senior brother and said softly, "Second senior brother, you showed off your brilliance in this battle."
As second senior brother laughed, a long arc charged over from the distance. Before that figure closed in, Hu Zi's voice rang out like thunder.
"Motherf * cker, this battle is delightful. Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, look at how many Hu Zi killed in this battle … hmm?" As Hu Zi spoke, he closed in on Su Ming, but the instant he closed in, his voice came to an abrupt halt. He saw Su Ming.
"Junior Brother!" Hu Zi's footsteps came to a halt and he looked at Su Ming. Then, he strode forward quickly and hugged Su Ming.
"You, you, you … Do you know how many times Second Senior Brother went to Yin Death Vortex and watched silently after you disappeared? Do you know how many times Eldest Senior Brother wanted to break through his cultivation at all costs so that you would not always be walking between life and death in the future?
"Do you know how many days I haven't slept to set up the Rune? Youngest junior brother, if you listen to me, then don't leave after you come back this time. Can't we gather together for a long time in the ninth summit?!"
As Hu Zi spoke, the excitement on his face turned into a whimper. In the world outside, he was like a fierce tiger, a ferocious man who would kill without batting an eyelid. Even his smile was filled with a ferociousness, and the murderous aura around him surged into the sky.
But before Su Ming, second senior brother, and eldest senior brother, he was like a child, a tiger who loved to laugh, cry, and peep at others.
Second senior brother was silent for a moment before he looked at Su Ming. "Youngest Junior Brother, are you … still going to leave this time?"
Eldest senior brother might not have spoken, but at that moment, he gave off a feeling that he was also waiting for Su Ming's answer.
Su Ming was silent. He did not speak. He looked at his eldest senior brother, second senior brother, and Hu Zi. After a long while, he nodded slowly.
"Once I deal with the final three matters, I will return to Ninth Summit. I will not leave it for a hundred years."
…..
Night. It was night in Ninth Summit. The galaxy stretched ten thousand lis, and it was dazzling. The battle during the day had already ended. At that moment, most of the cultivators were resting and meditating. Only a small number of them were swiftly repairing the Rune so that the gap in it would slowly close up.
Moonlight shone on Ninth Summit. Eldest senior brother sat at the head of the table, second senior brother to the left, Hu Zi to the right, and Su Ming to the end.
This was a gathering of the Masters. There was no hierarchy based on the strength of their levels of cultivation, and neither was there a ranking system for the members of Ninth Summit. There were only seats that existed according to the time they had joined the Sect.
The eldest senior brother was like the Master. If the Master was not around, then eldest senior brother would be the master of the Sect.
Behind Su Ming was Cang Lan, who accompanied him quietly. With an indifferent and elegant expression, she did not pay any attention to Xu Hui, who was by Su Ming's side.
Xu Hui had long since returned to Ninth Summit. Su Ming did not ask about De Shun, and she did not talk about it either.
"Ninth Summit won this battle, but the prerequisite for us to win was that the overall level of cultivation of the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier was suppressed. Youngest junior brother, did you do this?" Second senior brother hesitated for a moment. He simply could not think of any other answer. When he spoke, he looked at Su Ming.
Su Ming's expression was calm. He nodded.
Hu Zi instantly sucked in a sharp breath and stared at Su Ming in a daze. Second senior brother's breathing quickened as well. His expression changed swiftly, and there was a hint of disbelief in it.
They knew clearly what it meant to suppress the overall level of cultivation of the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier. In fact, it indirectly showed that Su Ming had the power to destroy all the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier who had descended.
Eldest senior brother was silent, but his right hand trembled. It was a telling sign that a huge storm had raged in his heart at that moment.
Among the three of them, the one with the highest level of cultivation had always been his eldest senior brother. Perhaps second senior brother could not notice the existence of the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei, and it was even more difficult for Hu Zi to know about it. However, eldest senior brother, who had come into contact with the Predecessor of Dao Ocean and had fused with it, could clearly sense that there was an existence that was terrifying to him in the battle.
It was … the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei. Eldest senior brother had obtained this person's identity and name from the Soul Search he performed on the captured cultivators from Dark Dawn.
He had managed to seal six-tenths of the cultivation bases of the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier while the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei was around. This sort of power … had already surpassed eldest senior brother's imagination.
"Youngest junior brother, you … what level of cultivation has your current level of cultivation reached? How … are you compared to the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei? "Second senior brother was silent for a moment before he asked in a muffled and grave voice.
Su Ming was silent for a moment before he answered honestly, "He … doesn't have the right to be my opponent."
"Besides some ancient monsters sleeping in the four Great True Worlds in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos, there should be very few cultivators … who can be my opponent." When Su Ming said these words, eldest senior brother fell silent. Second senior brother's breathing quickened. Hu Zi's mouth fell open, but he could not say anything even after a long time had passed.
They did not doubt Su Ming's words in the slightest. Excitement and exhilaration immediately appeared on Hu Zi's face. He picked up the pot of wine in front of him and drank a huge mouthful from it, then allowed the wine to flow down the corners of his mouth.
"Haha! Youngest junior brother, what should we do next? Why don't we kill all the cultivators from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier who descended? What do you think, second senior brother? What do you think of my idea? "
"Is there something suspicious about Dark Dawn and Saint Defier?" A contemplative look appeared on second senior brother's face. He did not bother with Hu Zi, but instead looked at Su Ming with a contemplative expression.
"Dark Dawn and Saint Defier are also Arid Triad. This battle might seem like an invasion, but it's actually a return. It might seem dangerous, but it's the final madness in their lives.
"They think that they are chess players, but they don't know that they were destined to be chess pieces a long time ago … Even if we chase them out and kill all of them, it will be useless, because Arid Triad's disaster will not happen now, but five hundred years later." When Su Ming said those words slowly, he sighed softly and told them about some of his experiences. It included the disaster five hundred years later, Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmos, and the existences of the ancient monsters who would wake up before the disaster.
His voice echoed in the air, causing Hu Zi's heart to tremble, and disbelief to appear on his face. Second senior brother shuddered, and his eyes sparkled.
"Youngest junior brother … what are the three things you mentioned just now?" When Hu Zi and second senior brother fell silent and digested the shocking truth, eldest senior brother spoke in a muffled voice.
Su Ming lifted his head and stared at his eldest senior brother.
"The first thing I want to do is to go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World and find a woman there. I'll go there to take back my True World and give him something. I'll go there … and end a grudge that has been bothering me for one thousand years."
"Is it Yu Xuan?" Fang Cng Lan suddenly asked.
Xu Hui had been silent since the start. No one knew what she was thinking about. At that moment, when she lifted her head, she also looked at Su Ming.
Su Ming nodded.
Fang Cng Lan did not say anything. Her expression remained as calm as water, but her eyelashes, which were slightly shut, quivered slightly.
"The second thing I want to do is to go to an old haunt that will make me stronger and make all preparations for the disaster five hundred years later." When Su Ming said those words, a fierce, brilliant light shone in his eyes.
"The third thing I want to do … is to go to Dark Dawn's camp and find our Master!" At the instant Su Ming said those words, Hu Zi lifted his head swiftly. Second senior brother's expression also immediately changed. Eldest senior brother was silent, but a determined look appeared on his face.
"Our levels of cultivation are not enough for us to find our Master. Only you … can bring him back. It has been a long, long time … since we saw him." Eldest senior brother's voice echoed in the area, and there was a deep longing in his voice.
Su Ming did not say that he had another goal besides searching for his Master in Dark Dawn's camp. He wanted to go to the Spiritlings and see his mother's homeland.
"Once I finish doing these three things, I will stay in the ninth summit and wait for time to pass. I will wait for the day the disaster arrives … I made a promise to some people in my life, and in the next few hundred years, I will fulfill these promises one by one."
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