"That's the eighth voice!"
"Someone in Seven Moons Sect actually let out the eighth Dao Spirit Voice!"
"It's no wonder why Seven Moons Sect would sound his Dao Spirit Voice so arrogantly. Eight voices … is already the limit. This means that as long as this person doesn't die, he will definitely become a Dao Paragon!"
"But this is a little strange …"
All the sects and clans in Ancient Zang sensed the astonishing presence in Su Ming's Dao Spirit Voice. At the same time, they saw Su Ming's face in the ripples in the sky. As the ground trembled, they sensed Su Ming's presence!
The fusion of his face and presence might only cause the hearts of normal cultivators to tremble, but to those in Avacaniya Realm, it was a form of shock. To the old monsters in Dao Divinity Realm, they sensed some sort of signal from his face and presence!
"Could it be …"
"Could it be …"
"Could it be …" The same words echoed in all the sects and clans at that moment, and this was the effect Seven Moons Sect wanted. If they could sense that Su Ming was different when they saw him, then the old monsters in the other sects and clans could clearly do the same!
At that moment … Su Ming's face and presence spread through most of Ancient Zang without holding anything back when his Dao Spirit Voice spread through it. Gradually, cries of surprise came from the sects and clans!
"This is the presence of a royal prince!"
"Seven Moons Sect! Seven Moons Sect is telling all the sects and clans … that they're participating in the fight for the throne!"
"Which prince is this? Most outsiders don't know which sects the three princes belong to! Seven Moons Sect is the first sect to announce this in such an arrogant manner! "
"Seven Moons Sect is acting so crazily. There must be a huge battle beyond Seven Moons Sect right now, and the ones participating in it are definitely the other two sects and clans who are also participating in the fight for the throne. If we want to know … we'll know once we see it!"
Such voices could be heard from practically all the four sects and eleven clans. Light from Runes shone, and figures disappeared. The world beyond Seven Moons Sect … immediately became incredibly lively.
At the same time, Su Ming's will seemed to have faded away in the sky above Seven Moons Sect, but his body continued floating. He had sounded his Dao Spirit Voice four times with his cultivation base, and his four great wills had also sounded it four times, reaching a total of eight Dao Spirit Voices.
But even so, Su Ming still could not accept it. He wanted to sound his ninth voice. He wanted to make all of Ancient Zang be filled with his Dao Spirit Voice. He wanted to reach his limit, because … his goal was not to become a Dao Paragon. His future goal was to become a ninth level Dao Divinity and reach Boundless Dao Realm!
There was also a desire in the depths of his heart. He wanted to send that voice into Xuan Zang's body. With it … he could use it as a counterattack against the various mixed forms that had appeared when Xuan Zang Possessed him!
At that moment, Su Ming's life force had practically disappeared, and the only thing keeping him alive was his will. In silence, he slowly lifted his head and stared at the sky with lifeless eyes. He did not pay any attention to the booming sounds around him. He did not look at the battle between Seven Moons Sect and Asura Clan, because at that moment, he only had one thought in his heart.
He sounded his ninth Dao Spirit Voice!
Su Ming's floating and silence were seen by countless cultivators in the area. Among them were cultivators from Seven Moons Sect, Asura Clan, and the other sects and clans who had come from the distance to witness everything.
When they saw Su Ming, they immediately noticed that there was something off about him at that moment, because if anyone else did not have the thought to sound his ninth Dao Spirit Voice, they would have to pull back all their divine sense and … undergo the final metamorphosis of their Dao Bodies into Dao Spirits!
However, Su Ming did not do so. Instead, he levitated in midair. This action and his actions immediately made a guess appear in all the people's minds.
"Could it be … that he wants to sound his ninth Dao Spirit Voice?!"
"He … might be a prince, but it's impossible for him to sound his ninth Dao Spirit Voice. The bloodline of the royal family is mostly for the sake of passing down the legacy. It's to pass down the universe and give the royal family … the right to become ninth level Dao Divinities!
"It's for the sake of passing down the legacy. There has never been a prince who could reach the level of a Great Dao Paragon with his own power. At most … they are just Dao Paragons!"
"Could it be that he really wants to sound his ninth voice?!"
"If he can do that, then his name will immediately spread far and wide, and all the cultivators in Ancient Zang will know about him, because once he sounds his ninth voice, as long as he doesn't die, he will definitely become a Great Dao Paragon in the future!"
"The first eight voices can shock people, but they will definitely not stun them, but … the ninth voice!" At that moment, all the cultivators from the other sects around Seven Moons Sect cried out in surprise, and a loud uproar rose into the sky. In fact, even the cultivators from Asura Clan who were fighting against Seven Moons Sect fell back in shock. It was as if compared to Su Ming's actions at that moment, the battle between them was secondary!
They wanted to see with their own eyes whether or not this prince... was really going to sound the ninth Dao Spirit Voice, whether or not he would be able to send his voice into the imperial city, whether or not he would be able to make his face clear in the sky, whether or not he would be able to make the rumbling of the land become his voice!
This … would be a major event that would shake all of Ancient Zang!
It was especially so for the cultivators from Seven Moons Sect. At that moment, their hearts trembled, and they lifted their heads to look at Su Ming. Excitement appeared on Gu Tai's face. The ninth voice was just a figment of his imagination. He longed for Su Ming to succeed, but he also knew that it was practically impossible. However, at that moment, great anticipation appeared in his eyes.
During that instant, the land fell silent. The powerful warriors and old monsters from Asura Clan outside the Rune in the sky around Su Ming gave up on their attacks. Instead, they retreated, and when they looked towards Su Ming, their eyes … were filled with respect!
They saw Su Ming's disheveled appearance, saw his life force that was like an oil lamp that had run out of oil, and also saw the resolve in his lifeless eyes!
Even though they were enemies, the powerful warriors and old monsters still felt respect towards Su Ming! They respected all those who could sacrifice everything for their cultivation! They respected Dao Spirit Voices and Su Ming's attitude towards cultivation, because it did not matter whether they had sounded their Dao Spirit Voices in the past or had not reached the right to sound them, all of them felt regret in the depths of their hearts or looked forward to the day … when they could sound the ninth voice!
This form of respect caused them to give up on attacking. When they moved back, they gave Su Ming … a place where he would not be disturbed in the slightest.
They allowed him to attempt to sound his ninth Dao Spirit Voice in that silence!
"That will be … the voice of my Life Matrix!" Su Ming mumbled in the silence. His voice traveled out as the ripples in the sky of Ancient Zang and the ground rumbled. It filled all the regions in Ancient Zang besides the royal capital!
His voice also traveled into the ears of nearly all the cultivators in Ancient Zang, causing all the sects and clans in Ancient Zang to fall silent!
One Dao Sect was also silent. The rumbles in the volcano seemed to have disappeared. The first prince lifted his head and stared at the sky. He did not speak.
In Asura Clan, the second prince on the statue in Asura World had a ferocious expression on his face. He also stared at the sky and did not speak.
No matter what the cultivators were doing, all of them stared at the sky quietly. In their ears, Su Ming's words echoed in the world. They were all waiting for the next moment … to either fail or to sound … the ninth voice that would shake all of Ancient Zang!
"My Life Matrix is to move from midwinter to spring, to move from death to life …" As Su Ming mumbled, determination burned in his lifeless eyes, along with his madness. At that instant, an illusion appeared in the air above him. It was a huge diamond-shaped Rune. It was formed by countless runic symbols. No one could understand them, and there were no divine abilities within them. Only Su Ming knew that each runic symbol represented a part of his memories!
They were all his memories from Harmonious Morus Alba, and his Life Matrix was formed from them. During that instant, snow, autumn leaves, a crimson sun, and life force appeared in his Life Matrix!
When the color of the Life Matrix turned black, the sky above Seven Moons Sect, which was originally bright, instantly turned dark. The darkness spread through the area, and … all of Ancient Zang's sky turned completely dark at that instant!
At the instant darkness enveloped the land and shadows replaced all light … Su Ming let out his Life Matrix's voice in the dark — his ninth Dao Spirit Voice!
That voice was no longer a roar, but a soft sigh. It contained Su Ming's memories, his determination, and his desire to become stronger. Everything in his life turned into a sigh at that instant, and it echoed through all of Ancient Zang …
The sigh caused all the cultivators who heard it to feel as if they were stunned. Complicated expressions appeared on their faces. His voice reverberated in the air, and it instantly filled the royal capital on the central plains, which was a place that not even the eight Dao Spirit Voices could penetrate … with Su Ming's sigh and the ninth voice that belonged solely to him!
The voice continued echoing in Ancient Zang. All the sects and clans remained silent, as if they had not woken up from their stupor. At that moment, an old man dressed in a long gray robe stood at the edge of the royal capital. He wore a bamboo hat and held an Enchanted Staff. He slowly lifted his head and looked at the sky. A smile appeared on his old face.
I feel like I've been a clown this month, screaming and screaming, but I refuse to accept it. Begging for Demons' subscriptions is already enough for me. Since the monthly votes aren't enough, I won't write the fourth chapter today, but the fifth chapter. I'll write the fifth chapter right now. I refuse to believe that I can defy the Immortals and fight against the demons, but I can't win against the first place in the monthly votes!
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