"That's right. This is Tranquil East Tribe's promise. To prevent accidents, they will … Hmm?" Dong Fang Hua was momentarily stunned. Just as he was explaining, his pupils shrank and he looked outside the crack cautiously.
It was quiet outside the crack. It was clear that no one had come to wait according to the promise.
"Something's wrong!" The man named Chen's face was dark. He took a few steps forward and placed his right hand on the wall of the crack. He closed his eyes and opened them after a while.
"There's no ambush outside, but … there's no guest who came as promised either." As he spoke, he exerted force with his right hand and dug out a mountain rock. He bit the tip of his tongue and coughed out a mouthful of blood before throwing it out of the crack.
The rock immediately let out a thud and turned into a person who looked exactly like the man named Chen. He walked around the crack with a cautious look on his face.
"There's no ambush, but why aren't they here..?" the man named Chen looked at Dong Fang Hua and whispered.
"Let's wait a little longer!" Dong Fang Hua frowned and looked at the people formed by the Berserker Art outside the crack.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the people wandering outside turned into blood mist and turned back into stones.
Su Ming looked at this and started paying attention to the man named Chen.
"Brother Mo, brother Chen, something's not right. Once we get out, it's best if we don't split up. We'll head northwest together. I remember that's where Tranquil East Tribe gathers." There was a hint of anxiety on Dong Fang Hua's face as he spoke in a low voice. When he saw Su Ming and the man named Chen nodding their heads, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and rushed out.
The man named Chen followed closely behind. Su Ming was right behind him, and the three of them rushed out of the crack. A gust of wind that carried the stench of blood blew into their faces, causing Su Ming's long hair to dance in the air. It was dark around them and there was a thin layer of fog surrounding them. Black mist rose from the ground and gathered in the sky.
Dong Fang Hua and the man named Chen charged towards the northwest, turning into two long arcs on the ground. Su Ming originally wanted to follow them, but the moment he walked out, he instinctively lifted his head to look at the sky. The moment he looked over, his body suddenly trembled. The calmness and aloofness in his eyes were instantly replaced by shock, and he stopped moving against his will.
"Brother Mo?" The man named Chen who was charging ahead was stunned. He turned his head around and cast Su Ming a glance.
"Don't worry about him. Something must have happened here. We can't stay here for long!" Dong Fang Hua said quickly. He didn't stop at all as he sped away.
The young man surnamed Chen hesitated for a moment and then hurriedly left. Gradually, the two of them disappeared into the distance.
Su Ming stood there dumbly and looked at the stars in the sky. He simply let He Feng's anxious voice call out to him in his head. It was as if he did not hear it, as if he had completely forgotten about it.
He looked at the starry sky, and the confusion in his eyes replaced everything else.
After experiencing the devastation in Dark Mountain, the confusion in the Land of South Morning, the years of loneliness, the scene with He Feng, the various things that happened during this period of time made Su Ming used to calmness, became familiar with aloofness, and he often remained silent.
It might not be rare for such an expression of shock to appear on his face, but it was definitely not a common occurrence. He had even stepped into the place where Han Mountain's ancestor passed away. In this place that was filled with danger, his shocked expression caused his mind to go blank for a few breaths.
He looked at the sky. The fog might have been hazy, but he could still see through the fog that there were specks of starlight in the dark sky. The starlight flashed, and if it were not for the four cracks in the sky that had been torn open by someone some time ago and the fog seeping in through the cracks, Su Ming would have been unable to tell whether the starry sky was real or fake.
"It's fake …" Su Ming mumbled. He looked at the four cracks. Their existence clearly told Su Ming that the starry sky in this place was fake. It was created by someone. It … did not exist.
Su Ming had seen this starry sky once before.
"Su Ming, remember this starry sky …" The elder's voice echoed in Su Ming's head like the desolate wind.
There was a dazed look on Su Ming's face as he stood there unmoving. He looked at the starry sky, and there was a vacant look in his eyes. It was quiet all around him, but there was a voice mumbling in Su Ming's heart.
'Why did the starry sky the elder asked me to remember appear here..?
'Why did Han Mountain's ancestor set up this starry sky here..?
'Why did his treasure make me feel so close to him..?
'Why did He Feng not take away this treasure, but when it saw me, it fused into my body..?
'Why did this sword open up a path of flesh and blood after it pierced my body? This path made me feel as if it had always existed, but it was blocked off..?
'Why did Han Mountain's ancestor's red meadow absorb Qi when others use it, but it's different when I use it..?
'Why …?
'Han Mountain's ancestor, where … did you come from..? Did you come from the land that belongs to this starry sky..? And where did I come from..?' The mumbling voice in Su Ming's heart eventually turned into a roar. That roar existed only in his heart. No one else could hear it. They could only see Su Ming looking at the sky blankly as if he had lost his soul.
There was a small hill several thousands of feet away from Su Ming. At that moment, there were two people sitting at the top of the hill. One of them was an old man in black robes. There was a bright glint in his eyes, and he pressed two fingers on his left hand against his right eye.
"Among the three people from Tranquil East Tribe this time, Dong Fang Hua and Chen Nuo are heading northwest. They should be heading to the gathering spot of Tranquil East Tribe. We can ignore that place. If they go there, they'll just be seeking their own deaths.
"There's still one person left. He's standing where he was and staring at the sky with a dumbfounded expression. His power … doesn't exceed 800 blood veins! "But there's no information about this person in the guest house of Tranquil East Tribe."
"If he doesn't have 800 blood veins, then we'll just take his head and get enough blood. The tribe has been preparing for this for many years. It's impossible for Tranquil East Tribe to have noticed this beforehand and be on guard against it. This person might be a new guest. Lin Dong, attack." The person who spoke was a man in his forties.
"Finish this quickly. We still have to meet up with the people who ambushed Puqiang Tribe." Once the man in his forties finished speaking, he closed his eyes. He wore a red robe, and a woman's face could be faintly seen on it. Only the people from Lake of Colors Tribe could wear this sort of attire in Han Mountain City.
It was clear that this man was a member of Lake of Colors Tribe!
The old man in black robes called Lin Dong nodded when he heard the man's words. He put down his left hand from his right eye and took a step forward. His speed was incredibly quick, and he soon disappeared without a trace.
Su Ming still stood there with a dazed look in his eyes. He had a strong feeling that there was definitely something that was incredibly similar between him and the ancestor of Han Mountain Tribe!
Yet it was as if there was a veil before him. He wanted to see everything clearly, but there was a feeling of haziness. He could only make guesses about everything.
'I'm going to find the place where he died … I'm going to see … him!' Su Ming closed his eyes and suddenly lifted his right hand, hurling a punch towards the empty space beside him.
A muffled bang rang in the air, and ripples immediately appeared in the air beside Su Ming. An old man in black robes appeared. His face was pale, and once he appeared, blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. There may be shock and bewilderment in his eyes, but he did not retreat. Instead, he seized the air with his right hand. Black mist immediately filled the air and turned into a sharp, black claw that charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming might have been in a daze, but the moment he walked out of the crack, he had already activated the Branding Art. If there was even the slightest movement within a circular area of 2,000 feet, he would be able to sense it.
The moment the old man in black robes appeared, Su Ming had already noticed it.
At that moment, Su Ming did not look at the old man's black claw that was charging towards him. Instead, he lifted his head and looked coldly at the small mountain not too far away. Almost the moment his gaze focused on the top of the mountain, green light suddenly flashed before the old man who was closing in on him. A ray of green light appeared out of nowhere and pierced through the center of the old man's brows, bringing with it a trail of blood that spilled behind the old man.
The old man's eyes widened and were filled with disbelief. His eyes became dull, and he fell 30 feet away from Su Ming. His body twitched a few times before he breathed his last and died.
This scene happened too quickly. The man in red robes on the top of the mountain stood up swiftly. Shock appeared on his face. He originally did not pay much attention to this battle. He understood Lin Dong's level of cultivation. Even if this person only had 800 blood veins, his Berserker Art was mysterious. He could fuse with his body and get close to him quietly, making it difficult for others to notice him. With this Berserker Art, Lin Dong had been able to achieve great feats in the past.
Yet the man in red robes did not expect that Lin Dong would die just like that. He did not even manage to see the process clearly. He only saw the person who had been staring blankly at the sky just now throwing a punch.
After that punch, Lin Dong might have been forced to reveal himself, but he still continued with his killing spree. Yet at that moment, Lin Dong suddenly died …
The man in red robes felt his heart tremble. The moment he stood up, Su Ming turned his gaze towards him. Their gazes met in midair.
"Retreat!" The man in red robes was shocked. At that moment, Su Ming was filled with a strange aura. As a member of the Lake of Colors Tribe, he did not want to take any risks. As he spoke, he quickly retreated, intending to leave the place.
"Thinking of leaving?!" There was an aloof look in Su Ming's eyes. He took a step forward and increased his speed, turning into a long arc that charged towards the mountain while sticking close to the ground. When the man in red robes saw Su Ming's speed, he was even more shocked. He was 4,000 feet away from the small mountain, but as Su Ming closed in on him, the distance between them was rapidly shrinking. Even if the man in red robes was also retreating, Su Ming would catch up to him before long.
'This person killed Lin Dong so easily. He must be a powerful Berserker who hid his power. I'm not his opponent!' As the man in red robes retreated, a resolute look appeared on his face. He quickly lifted his right hand and brought out a red box the size of his palm from his bosom. Once he crushed it, a round stone floated out from within.
That stone was entirely red, and there were numerous densely packed lines on it that formed an incredibly complicated picture. At the instant the man brought out the stone, a powerful red light immediately shone on it. As it spread out, the red-robed man's body gradually became indistinct. He stared at Su Ming, who was three thousand feet away from him, and a cold sneer appeared at the corners of his lips.
'Lin Dong may have died, but I managed to find out that there's another powerful Berserker in Tranquil East Tribe. I've completed my mission … You want to kill me? Humph! "(To be continued). 'If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.'
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