Su Ming did not give up on gathering with Seven Moons Sect just because the altars could increase his level of cultivation and the presence of Dao Spirits. After all, there were Great Dao Paragons from the seven sects and twelve clans in the first layer. If he was too ostentatious, it would be difficult for him to avoid being noticed.
And with Su Ming's status, once he attracted too much attention in the first layer, he would be in danger of dying. If he ran into Great Dao Paragons, it would be incredibly dangerous for him.
That was why while Su Ming's path might have seemed to change, in truth, he was still rushing to the gathering spot of Seven Moons Sect based on the jade slip's guidance. However, on the way there, he would pay more attention to the altars that had not been activated.
Time trickled by, and soon, twelve hours went by. Ten-twenty percent of the seventy-two hours in the first layer had passed. Su Ming charged forward, and if he counted the two altars he had activated previously, he would activate a total of seven altars.
This number was already incredibly high for a cultivator. Su Ming rarely fought against others, and only when he wanted to snatch something would he show a cold glare.
At that moment, as he charged forward, he would occasionally check the jade slip. He was not too far away from the gathering spot of Seven Moons Sect. He could reach it in about four hours.
As he moved forward, Su Ming's footsteps suddenly came to a halt. His gaze fell on a sunken landmark in the distance. Over there was an altar that had not been activated. At the instant Su Ming saw it, his pupils shrank slightly.
Twelve hours had passed, and while there were still altars that had not been activated in the first layer of the shattered dimension, there were not many of them left. Most of them must have been hidden away, and the altar in front of him was located in a very obvious spot. It would definitely not have been left behind until then.
Su Ming swept his gaze across the area. His footsteps came to a halt before he turned his head around and no longer looked at it. Instead, he charged forward, intending to leave the place. It was clearly a trap.
But at the instant Su Ming was about to leave, a cold chuckle came from the altar. As it spread out, a figure dressed in a Daoist robe appeared on the altar. His gaze was like lightning, and when he looked at Su Ming coldly, he took a step forward and closed in on him.
"Since you've seen this Sun's altar, it won't be easy for you to leave." As the sinister voice echoed out, the cultivation base of a Dao Sovereign erupted out from the man in the Daoist robe. The sky dimmed, and the ground quaked. The area for 5,000 kilometers around him was instantly enveloped by a powerful aura. When the other cultivators in that area sensed what was happening, their faces flickered, and they began to flee.
Su Ming frowned. The presence that belonged to a Dao Paragon caused him to frown. Just as he was about to activate the Feng Shui compass to leave, a thought appeared in his mind, and he gave up on it. Instead, he turned around and looked at the approaching figure in the Daoist robe coldly.
He was an old man with a hooked nose. His Daoist robe had Yin Yang, Black Yang, and White Yang imprinted on it. This Daoist robe did not belong to One Dao Sect or Asura Clan … but Second Origin Sect!
"Senior, may I know why you stopped me?" When Su Ming said those words flatly, the approaching old man smiled coldly. Just as he was about to speak, he swept his gaze past Su Ming, and he was suddenly stunned. At the instant he did so, Su Ming lifted his right hand, and the Space Whip instantly replaced the sky, causing the sky to darken. The shadow of the whip instantly closed in and lashed at the old man in the Daoist robe.
A loud bang shot up. At the instant the whip lashed out, Su Ming did not retreat. Instead, he moved forward. Another bang shot up, causing the ground to tremble. Su Ming fell back, and blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth. Once he landed on the ground, he took a few steps back. When he lifted his head, he clenched his right hand and threw a punch at the dust in front of him.
That punch contained Su Ming's will and his power in Dao Spirit Realm. At the instant he hurled it forward, the old man in the Daoist robe roared furiously from the dust. He looked rather disheveled, and his robes were torn at his chest, revealing a red whip mark. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of bewilderment in them. At that moment, he seemed to be forcefully suppressing that bewilderment. A large amount of white fog filled his body, and it turned into a huge centipede in midair. That centipede was entirely white, and with a ferocious expression, it charged at Su Ming and crashed into his punch.
Booming sounds surged into the sky. Su Ming coughed up blood. When he was forced back again, the white centipede shuddered and became slightly duller, but it still charged at Su Ming with killing intent. This was the power of a Dao Paragon. Su Ming could not win against it with his current level of cultivation, but it would not be easy for him to kill it.
Almost at the instant the centipede closed in on him, a fierce glare appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he said faintly, "White Five!
White Five! "
At the instant he said those words, a white figure appeared in front of Su Ming at an indescribable speed and crashed into the incoming centipede made of fog.
Booming sounds shook the sky and earth. The centipede made of fog instantly crumbled to pieces. The old man's expression changed, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. He stared at the white dog that had appeared in front of Su Ming.
The white dog also glared at the old man fiercely. It knew who this person was. They had come into contact with each other in the past, but at that moment, White Five's heart was burning with rage. After all, if Su Ming died, then all five of them would die with him. There was no way they could escape from this. Forget about the fact that they had come into contact with the old man in the Daoist robe in the past, even if they were from the same sect, White Five would still attack without hesitation. At that moment, it opened its mouth wide and let out a roar before charging towards the old man in the Daoist robe.
"What is this Spirit Beast?!" The old man's pupils shrank, and his heart trembled. To him, the white dog actually possessed the power of a Dao Paragon, which was something that he found rather unbelievable. This sort of spirit stone was incredibly rare in all of Ancient Zang, but in the next instant, he found himself at ease. With Seven Moons Sect's strength, it was not impossible for them to get one for the third prince.
"Beasts will always be beasts!" The old man in the Daoist robe laughed coldly. When he lifted his right hand, a layer of ice immediately appeared under his feet. Countless cracks appeared with cracking sounds, as if countless centipedes were crawling under his feet. White Five barked, and a huge bronze cauldron appeared around its body. There were numerous pictures of ferocious beasts on the cauldron. During that instant, all of them came to life and filled the sky. They charged towards the old man in the Daoist robe, whose pupils had shrank and who was in slight shock.
At that moment, Su Ming spoke faintly.
"White One!" When he said those words, another ray of white light shot out from behind the old man. At the instant the old man noticed it, he was completely shocked.
'There's … There's another one?! It's also a Dao Paragon! 'The old man in the Daoist robe's heart let out a thump, and the thought of retreating rose in his heart.
When White One and White Five rushed out, Su Ming's gaze towards the old man in the Daoist robe was filled with powerful killing intent. He could already sense that White Three and White Four were not far away from him. In a dozen something breaths, they would be able to close in on him. Only White Two was slightly further away.
'This old man named Sun is lucky. He knows that the mastermind is with me, which is why he cast an Art on me, causing me to cough, have a fever, and feel dizzy. I won't be able to kill him today … but tomorrow, I will definitely kill this old man!'
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