The entire process lasted for a dozen something breaths from the moment the presence appeared to the moment it disappeared. When the fingernail-sized stone in his hand no longer had any presence that did not belong to Harmonious Morus Alba, a faint glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
'A world beyond Harmonious Morus Alba, huh?' A contemplative look appeared on Su Ming's face. When the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei saw Su Ming's expression, he was stunned for a moment. He had sensed the presence in the stone before, but he found it unfamiliar. Aside from that, he did not sense anything else.
These pieces of stone were fragments from the second altar. However, due to the uniqueness of the aura, they were constantly dissipating. Perhaps they would completely disappear in a few years, so the Bear Tumu tribe had used this method to preserve the last batch many years ago.
However, this retention wasn't perfect. Once the seal on each stone was broken, the aura could only be felt for a dozen or so breaths of time. After that, the aura would completely disappear.
Yan Pei was not the only one who was stunned. The dozens of people from Bear Chart Tribe also saw the pensive look on Su Ming's face, and they could not quite understand why he was acting this way.
This aura was only unfamiliar. Apart from that, no matter how much they studied it, they could not find any other benefits.
'By the looks of it, the second altar is really a Relocation Rune, but it's not a Relocation Rune between Harmonious Morus Alba and Arid Triad's Expanse Cosmos. Instead … it's a butterfly that can send people out of Harmonious Morus Alba …' When Su Ming thought of this, shock rose in his heart. With his level of cultivation, he rarely felt this way over the years, but the presence and the altar made him think of a possibility!
Perhaps when the four wings of Harmonious Morus Alba overlapped with each other and spread out aeons after aeons, some cultivators chose to fuse with their other selves to survive, some chose to Possess them, and some left behind the legacy of All Spirits Hall, but there were also some … who chose to leave.
This was a true departure. He left Harmonious Morus Alba's body and went to the world beyond, to the vast expanse where the other eight butterflies were.
Su Ming did not know what was in that place. Even if he had reached his current level of cultivation, he still did not know. Compared to the entire universe, he … was as weak as an ant.
In silence, a glint suddenly appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he lifted his head to look at Yan Pei.
"Bring me all of these stones!"
Yan Pei's heart trembled. There was a look in Su Ming's eyes that allowed no argument, and it made his skin crawl. He did not dare say a single word. Without a hint of hesitation, Yan Pei immediately looked towards the Tribe Elder of Bear Chart Tribe.
The Bear Chart Tribe Greatfather's expression continued to change. He gritted his teeth and flew off into the distance. In the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, the area was completely silent. No one spoke, and gradually, an invisible pressure filled the area, making it difficult for everyone to circulate their cultivation bases.
After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, the Tribe Elder of Bear Chart Tribe charged over. He did not give them to the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei, but personally handed three jade boxes to Su Ming respectfully. Once Su Ming took them, he cast a glance at the man before him and nodded.
"I won't ask for your items for free …" When Su Ming spoke, he lifted his left hand and tapped the center of the man's brows. His speed was so fast that before the man could react to it, his body jolted. He staggered a few steps back and coughed up a mouthful of black blood. As he shuddered, a large amount of black blood instantly seeped out of his pores.
As the expressions of his people changed drastically, the man immediately raised his hand to signal his people not to move. He lifted his head with great difficulty, and crazed joy and excitement appeared on his face, along with disbelief.
He could clearly sense that his blood seemed to have become ten times purer at that instant. As the black blood appeared, the shadow of the huge bear behind him grew exponentially. It was no longer an illusion, but had gained corporeal form. This could be said to be the greatest serendipity he had ever received in his life. His blood had been purified, and his level of cultivation had increased exponentially. His presence had also become stronger.
With excitement, the man bowed deeply towards Su Ming.
"Thank … Thank you for giving me a new life!" When the man spoke in excitement, Su Ming did not speak. Instead, he lowered his head to look at the jade box in his hand. His expression was dark, and after a moment, a resolute look appeared on his face.
'I'd like to see … just what sort of world this presence comes from.' Su Ming no longer hesitated. He swung his right hand, and immediately, banging sounds reverberated in the air. Two of the five jade boxes around him immediately shattered, revealing two irregular stone shards within. A thick, unfamiliar presence also instantly spread out from them.
At the instant the presence spread out, Su Ming seized the air with his right hand. Immediately, the presence gathered together and turned into a small ball that was rapidly dispersing on his palm. When Su Ming pushed it at the center of his brows, he closed his eyes.
At the instant he did so, his will erupted from him and gathered on the small ball at the center of his brows. Once it filled up, a shocking roar rang out in Su Ming's head. He swiftly used the presence as a guide, his will as a bridge, and his Art of Time as a divine ability to execute the Divine Art of Reversal that only he could cast!
Su Ming shuddered. His will felt as if it had moved through an endless amount of time and swam through one aeon after another until a vast expanse appeared in front of his eyes …
It was the exact same as the world in which the nine butterflies danced in the air.
Endless fog tumbled about continuously. In fact, when Su Ming looked at it, he had a strong feeling that the power contained in each tumble could instantly destroy a powerful warrior in Avacaniya Realm. Even Su Ming himself would find it difficult to withstand the tumbling fog if he truly ran into it.
And this was just the most commonly seen tumbling fog in the vast expanse!
Occasionally, bolts of lightning would swim about in the fog. Each bolt of lightning was distorted and gave off a ferocious feeling. They were not real lightning bolts, just bright and irregular lines … but it was these irregular lines that made Su Ming sense death!
He could clearly tell that with his current body and cultivation, his body and soul would definitely be destroyed by the lightning, and only his will would remain. However, even if only his will remained, he would definitely die after being touched by the lightning a few times.
Su Ming was silent. He followed the guidance of the presence and moved through time. He swam through the tumbling fog and lightning in an unreal manner until he saw … a butterfly in the layers of fog!
It was not a Harmonious Morus Alba, because the picture on its wings was different. The butterfly was trembling and crumbling at that moment. Above it was a Feng Shui compass that was about the same size as its body. It was absorbing something from the butterfly, and when the butterfly shuddered, it turned into sparkles of crystalline light. Once they were all absorbed by the Feng Shui compass, Su Ming saw a black-robed young man sitting cross-legged on it while holding a string of pearls in his hand.
"I got the sixth Reversed Spirit, but I wonder … where is the seventh Reversed Spirit?" This was the black-robed young man's voice. At the instant his voice landed in Su Ming's ears, the young man suddenly lifted his head. His eyes seemed to contain emptiness as he looked at Su Ming.
"Hmm?"
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