When Su Ming looked at Seven Moons Sect at the foot of the mountain … one of the seven sects and twelve clans in Ancient Zang trembled and rumbled in an invisible manner.
It was One Dao Sect and Asura Clan from the twelve clans!
One Dao Sect was rumored to be the oldest sect in all of Ancient Zang aside from the royal family. Its foundation was so deep that it was difficult for the other sects to compare to it. It was especially rare for anyone to find its location.
It was an ancient temple, and within it were three statues. They looked peaceful, but they had been there for an unknown number of years, which was why cracks had appeared on them.
There were many of them, and they intersected with each other to form a picture. When anyone saw it, they could not help but wonder whether there was a world in the picture formed by the cracks.
One Dao Sect existed in the world formed by the intersecting cracks on the three statues!
In fact, more accurately speaking, One Dao Sect was a sect that existed in all the cracks in the world. As long as there was a crack, One Dao Sect could exist.
That was why it was mysterious, bizarre, and feared by others … At that moment, when the twelve great sect elders of Seven Moons Sect woke up and set up the Rune, all the cracked spots in all the regions of Ancient Zang … let out cracking sounds, and the number of cracks increased.
It was especially so for a mountain. From the distance, it looked dark red. There were countless cracks on it, but it did not crumble or explode. There was a lake of fire in the mountain, and the heat was astonishing. It was as if anyone who fell into it would instantly be burned to a crisp.
There was a huge stone in the lake of fire, and it was also covered in cracks. Sitting on it was a half-naked man. His skin was cracked, and not a single part of it was unscathed. His hair was crimson, and it resonated with the lake of fire.
At that moment, he opened his eyes to reveal his pupils. In fact, even his pupils were covered in cracks, and at first glance … they looked like blood capillaries.
"My brother … have you also joined a sect? Judging by the ripples of power, it's from Seven Moons Sect!" The man grinned, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.
"I wonder if you're awake now, or if you're still confused … If you're awake, then all the people in the world are drunk, and you're the only one who's awake. I wonder how it feels … If you're confused, then all the people in the world are awake, but you're the only one who's lost …
"No matter what, it should be beautiful. It's just as I said before … the fight between us has just begun." The man laughed loudly, and as he did so, his red hair that covered a small part of his face danced in the air, revealing his cracked face.
If Su Ming was there, he would definitely be able to tell at first glance that this person … looked like Lei Chen, but more like … the much younger Old Man Extermination!
At that moment was a huge stone monument erected in a desert to the west of Ancient Zang. There were no words on it, but if anyone with extraordinary power came and saw it, their hearts would immediately roar, as if they had seen a sea of blood and countless ferocious beasts.
Asura of the stone was a gate. It was Asura Sect, and Asura of the Asura of Asura.
The Shura Realm was a world that had been created. In that world, there existed the strongest sect. That sect's name was... Shura!
At that moment, in the dark world of Asura Realm was a huge ferocious beast that was one hundred thousand feet big. It had the form of a human, but there were three spiral horns on its head. It sat cross-legged on the ground, and around it was a layer of mud and skeletons …
There was a young man sitting cross-legged on the head of the humanoid beast. That young man was dressed in a white robe and had an indifferent expression on his face. As his black hair fluttered in the wind, he opened his eyes slightly, and an aggressive glare shone in them.
There seemed to be a figure in his right eye, and it was a man dressed in an Emperor's robe!
"You've gone through three thousand years of trials. I wonder … how different you are compared to the past. Are you still that foolish brother of mine who could live his life foolishly for the sake of friendship?
"If you are … then perhaps in less than three thousand years, you will be eliminated." The young man smiled faintly, but when he did so, a hint of derision appeared in the eyes of the figure in the Emperor's robe in his right eye.
At the instant that derision appeared, the young man's smile froze.
"You are me. You are the clone of soul I sent to disrupt Xuan Tian's trial in the past, but now that you've returned, you refuse to fuse with me!" The young man's voice was dark and cold. He spoke slowly, as if he was talking to himself.
"How laughable. I am Di Tian, a life born during the 967th aeon in Harmonious Morus Alba. What connection do I have with you? How laughable that you don't know it!" The figure in the young man's right eye was Di Tian, and the derision in his cold sneer became even stronger.
"Harmonious Morus Alba's era has been destroyed for countless aeons and was devoured by the Mystics. Your memories are in truth fake. I added them in to disrupt his trial.
"You still don't understand what is real and what is fake!" The young man lifted his right hand swiftly and tapped his right eye.
"I, Di Tian, know what is real. The world I live in is real, and the world you live in is fake. This is the world that appeared when Su Ming Possessed you. This is … your Possession!" Di Tian laughed loudly. Resolve appeared in his eyes. When he saw the finger approaching him, pain instantly appeared on his face, as if he had been sealed.
"Su Ming, if you can wake up, you will be the black-robed man sitting on the Feng Shui compass. If you lose yourself in it and believe in this world, you … will no longer be you!" Di Tian's voice slowly became weaker. When the young man pulled his finger back, Di Tian's figure disappeared from his eye. Instead, it was hidden and sealed in his body.
"You have already lost yourself. If that is the case … then refine yourself in my body. Possession … This absurd thought should be what my brother is thinking right now … Su Ming, so he has always thought that his name is Su Ming, "the young man said calmly. A cold sneer appeared at the corners of his lips, and he closed his eyes.
Su Ming averted his gaze from the sect beneath him in Seven Moons Sect. To the right of the mountain was a protruding cliff at the mountainside, and he chose … a house that no one seemed to be living in.
The house was very simple. There were no carved balustrades or jade walls, nor were there any exquisite pavilions. It was as ordinary as a wooden house. Besides a table, chairs, and a wooden bed, there were no other decorations in the house.
It was neat, clean, and simple. Su Ming swept his gaze across the area, then lifted his right hand and swung it outwards. Immediately, a seal appeared in the area. Once it enveloped the place, Su Ming sat down cross-legged outside the house, just like how he had sat alone under the wooden house by the River of Forgetfulness.
"Seven Lives Art …" A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the blue plate in his hand. His gaze landed on the picture of the mountains carved on it, and he sank into deep thought.
Time trickled by, and in the blink of an eye, three months went by. During them, no one came to disturb Su Ming's wooden house, but most of the cultivators in the mountain learned of his existence. The people who stayed in the mountain in the fifth layer of Sky Beyond the Sky were not disciples, but private cultivators.
They belonged to the private cultivators of the same generation as Lan Lan. They could be considered to be part of Seven Moons Sect, but they could not be considered to be part of Seven Moons Sect. Su Ming had also noticed that there was another woman in the mountain besides Lan Lan. She was also the disciple of the middle-aged man in the sky-blue Daoist robe. She was in the mountain with Lan Lan, but she was not at the summit, but at the foot of the mountain.
Over the past three months, Su Ming had been sitting outside the house and staring at the plate in his hand. The Seven Lives Art in the place had piqued his interest. It seemed to be a Great Dao Art that could allow him to increase his level of cultivation with his current level of cultivation.
Before this, Su Ming might have already reached the first level of Dao Divinity Realm, but his understanding of the method to increase his level of cultivation was still rather vague. As he studied it, he gradually gained some epiphanies.
'Seven Lives Art might seem complicated, but in truth, the principles behind it are also very simple. I can make my shadow … fade away seven layers and turn it into seven lives … This is different from creating clones. I can use my shadow to exchange for my life.' Another month passed. Su Ming's eyes sparkled. Under the setting sun, he lowered his head to look at his shadow.
After a moment of pensive silence, Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed at his shadow. With it, his shadow immediately distorted and became indistinct. When Su Ming tried to cast the Seven Lives Art he had come to understand, bell chimes suddenly echoed in the fourth layer of Sky Beyond the Sky.
The bell chimes came from the distance. When they reverberated through the mountains, they turned into countless echoes. At the instant they shook the entire area, bell chimes rang in the third layer of Sky Beyond the Sky. When the same bell chimes appeared in the second layer and even the first layer, Su Ming frowned. He stopped trying and lifted his head to look into the distance.
He saw countless runic symbols appearing in the sky above Seven Daos Sect. They intersected with each other and turned into a circle that looked like a huge Feng Shui compass!
However, the Feng Shui compass was slightly indistinct. It was because it was not in the fifth layer of Sky Beyond the Sky, but the fourth layer, which was why Su Ming found it to be indistinct.
Su Ming's pupils shrank slightly. When he stared at the Feng Shui compass, he saw a long arc charging out from a mountain that corresponded to his mountain. It charged towards the Feng Shui compass formed by the runic symbols.
It was Ye Long!
The white-robed Ye Long took a step forward in midair and arrived on the huge Feng Shui compass formed by the runic symbols. Once he swept his gaze across the area, he sat down cross-legged.
Ye Long's figure was also indistinct when Su Ming looked at him. This was because the world he lived in was different from Su Ming's. He could not see Su Ming, but Su Ming could see him.
"I, Ye Long, have come to the fourth layer of Sky Beyond the Sky to challenge Seven Moons Sect for the Dao Divinity Shadow Descension Rune!"
Su Ming apologized again. He was incredibly gloomy when he wrote his story that day, and he did not dare to write anymore. He did not know whether something like this would happen again … Because he needed to focus when he wrote his story. He did not need to think about anything else besides the plot. Sometimes, when inspiration appeared, he had to immediately write. If he thought too much about it, the inspiration would disappear.
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