This was the first time the bald crane had spoken in such a manner. When Su Ming heard it, he felt a little sad. He stared at the bald crane. To him, the bald crane was not a pet, but a friend. In fact, it was a friend that could stand on equal footing with Lei Chen, his eldest senior brother, second senior brother, and Hu Zi.
That sort of friendship was like aged wine. As time passed, it would become stronger, and once a person drank it, they would be drunk and laugh for the rest of their lives.
"She is …" Su Ming said softly.
"She should be Fei Hua … She should be," the bald crane mumbled. It had watched her for one hundred something years, but it did not know whether she had discovered it. It only knew that it wanted to watch her like this. It really, really wanted to. There was a period of time in the past when it had also watched a woman like this. At that time, it seemed to have noticed that there was a pair of eyes staring at it from behind.
At that time, it did not seem to be a bald crane. To it, who could change its body, the bald crane might be its most common form, but it … had forgotten whether that was its real self.
This was a form of grief, but also a form of pain. It had forgotten its earliest appearance and why it had turned into a bald crane … It seemed to still vaguely remember that it was not in its current form in the past, but as a cultivator.
Su Ming was silent for a moment before he looked at the bald crane and said softly, "I still have your physical body with me. If you want … you can fuse with it. It will allow you to recover most of your memories."
The bald crane was silent … In the past, it did not choose to fuse with its physical body, because it had a feeling that once it did so, it would regain its memories … but when one of its memories was awakened, it would be the same as dispersing another of its memories.
This choice left it at a loss. At the same time, in a corner of its mind that had been suppressed for countless years, a voice let out a shrill roar. That voice grew louder with each passing moment, as if it wanted to affect the bald crane's mind.
"Fuse with your physical body and retrieve your memories! You are Kong Mo! You are the powerful warrior in the world, the universe, and Harmonious Morus Alba's Expanse Cosmos! You are … Kong Mo!
"If you awaken Kong Mo, you will awaken yourself! It was Old Man Extermination who caused your physical body to shatter, and it was when you fought against him that you lost your sense of self. Awaken … Search for Old Man Extermination and fight again!
"Go away! Get lost for me!" Red appeared in the bald crane's eyes. It let out a low growl and suppressed the voice that was growing stronger in its heart. When it lifted its head, it looked at Su Ming.
"I don't want to become Kong Mo …" As it spoke, the bald crane shuddered slightly. It turned its head around to look at the old woman under the wooden house by the lake. At that moment, the old woman also lifted her head, and their gazes seemed to meet.
Tears fell from the bald crane's eyes, but they could not fall. They could only disappear …
"Let's go, let's go. Damn it, I haven't collected more crystals yet!" The bald crane turned around and turned into a long arc. Su Ming stared at it quietly. He could sense its grief and complicated emotions. When he turned his head around to look at the old woman, he saw the same tears in her eyes.
He sighed softly, then lifted his right hand and pointed at the old woman in the distance. With it, a vortex appeared at the center of the old woman's brows without a single sound. Once it appeared, the ferocious shadow of the Five-Faced Beast Deity rushed out and turned into a long arc that charged towards Su Ming. Once it landed on his palm, he shook his head, turned around, and left.
"I've broken your Curse and recovered your cultivation base …" Once he left, Su Ming left behind these words. Their echoes echoed in the ears of the old woman, whose face was slowly changing and returning to that of a young woman.
But at that moment, the young woman stared at the other side of the lake in a daze. It was the spot where the bald crane had been for one hundred years. She did not care about the disappearance of the Curse or the change in her face. During the one hundred years … there was no way she would not know that the person she had been waiting for had been watching her quietly.
Even if that person had changed his appearance, she would never forget that feeling. She would never forget how she had waited for him for so many years. She did not hope that he would come to her. He had accompanied her for one hundred something years, and she was already content …
It was the warmest one hundred years she had experienced after she became a cultivator in Avacaniya Realm.
With a soft sigh, the young woman lowered her head. When she lifted her right hand, an ancient painting was unfurled in front of her. The paper had already turned yellow, and there were signs of time on it, but it could not hide the smug boy standing beside two women in the painting. His smile was incredibly brilliant, and there was even a hint of mischief in it.
"But Lou Lan is here …" the young woman whispered softly. She stared at the boy in the painting and gradually closed her eyes.
…..
Su Ming left.
With the bald crane, he returned to Arid Triad's gap, stepped through it, and returned … to Arid Triad's world.
It was a familiar galaxy, a familiar presence, and a familiar True Morning Dao World …
Su Ming was familiar with everything there. This was his home. Ninth Summit was as glorious as ever. The one hundred something years of development had caused Ninth Summit's existence to become a pillar of the universe.
The invaders from Dark Dawn and Saint Defier had returned to their Expanse Cosmoses many years ago when Su Ming, who was the incarnation of the three black-robed men, slaughtered their way through the camps of Dark Dawn and Saint Defier. Once they returned … they never returned.
Arid Triad and the four Great True Worlds, which had gone through many battles, also obtained a rare moment of peace. The remaining cultivators began to recover, and the four Great True Worlds seemed to have returned to the past.
However, there were far too many people who did not know that the disaster was about to arrive. Far too many people did not understand that hundreds of years later … they would no longer be around.
Su Ming stood beyond the vanished Heavenly Incense Rune and stared at it quietly. After a long while … he turned around and brought the still slightly dejected bald crane to a galaxy beyond Ninth Summit. It was a galaxy that looked to be incredibly calm.
It was calm and quiet, as if the galaxy had turned into a still lake. Not a single ripple could be seen on the surface of the lake, but Su Ming stood there for a long, long time.
"I want to meet two of my old friends." Su Ming looked at the bald crane.
The bald crane nodded and looked at Ninth Summit.
"I miss the Abyss Dragon … See you in Ninth Summit," the bald crane said dejectedly, then turned around and left.
When the bald crane disappeared, Su Ming stared at the calm galaxy and sighed softly. He noticed that after he woke up from his epiphany of Boundless Dao Realm, he seemed to have sighed softly over the past one hundred something years. There was a slightly complicated expression on his face, and he took a step forward.
When his foot landed, the galaxy immediately distorted. When it returned to normal, Su Ming felt as if he had stepped into another galaxy, one that had been isolated by the distortions of True Morning Dao Realm's will.
At the instant Su Ming stepped into the galaxy, three black-robed men sitting cross-legged and meditating in the galaxy lifted their heads swiftly.
The three black-robed men were three of the four great envoys. Under Old Man Extermination's orders, they had descended in Arid Triad a long time ago. When Su Ming had executed his divine ability under the maple tree in the boy's planet, he had closed his eyes. He might have seemed normal, but in truth, at the moment he closed his eyes, he had appeared in the galaxy. He did not cast any astonishing Art, but only distorted the galaxy to trap the three black-robed men.
At that moment, when he stepped in and the three black-robed men looked in his direction, they stood up, and Su Ming … also appeared before them.
More accurately speaking, he appeared in front of each black-robed man.
The three black-robed men might have seemed to be together in the galaxy distorted by Su Ming's will, but in truth, they could not see each other. It was as if the world had been divided into three layers, and each layer … trapped a person.
When Su Ming arrived, he turned into three figures, and there was one in each layer.
In the galaxy of the first layer was a tall and built black-robed man. When he saw Su Ming appear in front of him, he let out a cold harrumph. There was a domineering air to his voice, and when it traveled outwards, the galaxy seemed to tremble.
Su Ming looked at the tall and built figure, wrapped his fist in his palm, and said softly, "I, Su Ming, the Fourth God of Berserkers, greet the First God of Berserkers … Senior Lie Shan Xiu."
When he spoke, the tall and built black-robed man fell silent for a moment before he removed the black robe on his head to reveal a handsome and extraordinary face. There was an ancient air to it, and there was a boorish air to it. Naturally … Lie Shan Xiu!
When he looked at Su Ming, there was a slightly complicated look on his face, but it was clear that his mind was clear, just like the Progenitor of Abyss Builders. He did not feel as if his mind was being controlled.
"You shouldn't have refused to become the fifth emissary back then." The two of them looked at each other. After a long while, Lie Shan Xiu spoke in a hoarse voice. There was an awe-inspiring might in his voice that allowed no room for argument, along with the domineering nature of his personality. This was the man who had once been the God of Berserkers of the first generation, who had led the Berserkers to rise to power, who had created the Berserkers Kingdom, who had even fought against the Immortals at that time, and who had created the God of Berserkers Song. At that moment, he was standing before Su Ming, and with just one simple sentence, it was as if the laws in the galaxy around them were about to change.
"You also shouldn't become enemies with Master Extermination. You … don't understand his Dao, but if you acknowledge me as the Berserkers' God of Berserkers, then come with me to meet Master. You will understand that his Dao is the Dao all of us seek!" Lie Shan Xiu turned his head around and looked into the air. He might not be able to see the ninth summit, but he seemed to be able to sense the numerous Berserkers' blood flowing within it.
"We're not enemies. Let's go. Let's go meet our master, Extermination …"
Su Ming looked at Lie Shan Xiu and asked slowly, "What is his Dao?"
Lie Shan Xiu looked at Lie Shan Xiu and said without hesitation, "It is the universe that is about to be destroyed, and Harmonious Morus Alba is destined to be destroyed. Before it is destroyed, it wants to leave behind a chance of survival for all of us. There is only one chance of survival. If we can seize it, then it doesn't matter whether we are Berserkers or other races, we can continue living in another Harmonious Morus Alba's body!"
Su Ming looked at Lie Shan Xiu and asked softly, "Including … using my appearance and my name to stir up a bloodbath in Dark Dawn and Saint Defier for that chance of survival?"
Lie Shan Xiu fell silent, but it only lasted for the span of three breaths before determination appeared in his eyes.
"That's right!"
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