"I'm back," Su Ming said calmly.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the coffin in which Dao Han sat began to crack. More and more cracks spread out, and then, the coffin shattered into pieces. Dao Han stepped out from within.
His face was still pale, but there was a hint of madness and excitement in his eyes. This sort of excitement was incredibly rare on him. He stared at Su Ming in a daze, and after a long, long time, he threw his head back and laughed.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back …" As he laughed, anguish appeared on Dao Han's smile. He was a cultivator who had treated Su Ming rather coldly and was also a powerful warrior who treated Su Ming coldly.
"They're dead. They're all dead. Xu Zhong Fan died, and one great sect elder after another died. Only I and two other great sect elders are left. Only the three of us are left.
"Right now, there are only three great sect elders left in Seven Moons Sect … My injuries might seem severe, but they are lighter than the other two. One of them had his body destroyed, and only his Nascent Divinity remained. The other's Nascent Divinity was mostly destroyed. I don't know whether there will be anyone who will wake up in this life." Dao Han took a few steps back, and monstrous hatred appeared in his eyes.
"One Dao Sect, huh?" Su Ming asked after a moment of silence.
"Yes, it's One Dao Sect. When the dimension where the Tree of Dao Verification was was destroyed, many cultivators from the seven sects and thirteen clans died in it. One hundred years later, Bai Lu and Chi Yang, two Great Dao Paragons from One Dao Sect, descended in Seven Moons Sect and carried out a massacre.
"In the end, if it weren't for Sect Elder Gu Tai risking his life and giving up on the possibility of becoming a Great Dao Paragon to self-destruct and descend on Seven Moons Sect's ancestral spirit, forcing Bai Lu and Chi Yang to temporarily retreat, his friends of many years coming to help, and Asura Clan's Immortal Qing Han stopping them … then what you would see would be ruins.
"They're all dead …" Dao Han's laughter was shrill and forlorn. As his voice echoed in the air, it was as if the vengeful souls who died in the massacre in the seventh layer of Sky Beyond the Sky had been stirred up.
"Third prince, you …" As Dao Han's voice echoed in the air, Su Ming turned around and walked into the distance. By the looks of it, he wanted to leave the seventh layer of Sky Beyond the Sky. This action caused Dao Han to feel anguish. When he stared at Su Ming's back, he could not even say a word.
He understood that Dao Han could help Seven Moons Sect, but if their enemy was One Dao Sect, then even if he had become a Great Dao Paragon, he would still be a little wary. He had returned to Seven Moons Sect to take a look, and it seemed like he was just doing it to show some of the friendship they had shared in the past. Dao Han would not ask for too many things in anguish. His only hope was that Seven Moons Sect would have a glorious day under Dao Han's protection.
This was Gu Tai's wish before he died. It was also Xu Zhong Fan's wish. At this moment, it also became Dao Han's wish.
"It will be difficult for me to stay in Ancient Zang for long … but I will make One Dao Sect pay with their blood. This is my repayment to Seven Moons Sect." When Su Ming walked out of the seventh layer of Sky Beyond the Sky, his footsteps came to a halt. When he spoke, he had already stepped out of the seventh layer of Sky Beyond the Sky.
His words echoed in the air and landed in Dao Han's ears. In silence, he stared at Su Ming leaving into the distance. 'A debt of blood must be paid with blood.' These words already expressed Su Ming's thoughts, and there was a bloody air about them. The events of the past seemed to appear in his mind, along with the memories of the first time he met Su Ming.
Su Ming left Seven Moons Sect and the region. He walked in the sky, and with one quiet step at a time, he arrived at a forest. It was right next to the small mountain village in Su Ming's memories.
When he looked into the distance, melancholy appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The mountain village … was no longer around. In fact, not even its ruins were left behind. It had become a part of the forest.
Many things could change in two thousand something years. Stories of things changing and people changing would always happen in every corner of the world. There was no longer any trace of the mountain village. The sound of wood being cut had already become a murmur of time.
Su Ming stared at it in midair for a long, long time until he descended. Based on his memories, he walked through the forest and the mountain village that had once been there.
Su Ming walked past the smithy, the village house that sold wine, and the house that belonged to the old man. He looked at the trees around him and quietly sat down cross-legged, just like how he had sat in the old man's courtyard in the past. He cut wood and listened to the old man's occasionally discordant voice.
He sat there quietly from sunset to sunrise, from morning to dusk. There was no longer the sound of wood being cut, no white dogs following him, and no more of the old man's nagging.
Su Ming was the only one left in this place. He sat there quietly until snow fell from the sky and landed on his body and on his head.
It snowed through the night. When the next morning arrived, Su Ming opened his eyes. When he stood up, he turned his head around and cast a glance at the area behind him. In silence, he slowly walked into the forest and walked into the distance.
His back was incredibly bleak. There was loneliness and desolation about him. Sunlight could not shine on his body. Only the snow and wind remained, as if they could follow him down the path. However, while the snow and wind might seem the same, in truth … once he walked into the distance, he would find that the snowflakes by his side were no longer the same as they were in the past.
The snowflakes that followed him all the way seemed to be the same, but were different. Perhaps only the wind would remain by his side, and it would never change.
Su Ming continued walking until he walked out of the forest. He walked into the morning, walked into the sky, and continued walking … until one day, Su Ming arrived in front of a temple.
The temple looked very dilapidated, as if it could collapse in the wind, as if it could be crushed by snowflakes. But it still stood there. The ancient feeling it gave off was proof that it had existed for countless years.
There were three statues in the temple. Their faces could no longer be seen clearly. The only things that could be seen were the cracks that covered their bodies. They were packed densely together and covered their entire bodies.
The temple was very quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the moaning of the wind as it blew past. Besides that, there were no other sounds. Su Ming stood calmly in the temple, and with an aloof gaze, he cast a glance at the three statues.
With his current level of cultivation, it would not be difficult for him to find One Dao Sect.
"One Dao Sect …" When Su Ming said those words flatly, he lifted his right hand and swung it in front of him. With it, the sky in the world outside returned to normal. The wind also continued blowing, but a windstorm stirred up in the temple. It brought with it an astonishing roar that instantly swept through the entire temple. Immediately, light shone from the cracks on the three statues, as if they had formed a Rune in the shape of a net.
Su Ming's expression was calm. At the instant the net-shaped Rune appeared, he lifted his foot and took a step forward. A loud bang shot up, and the net-shaped Rune seemed to be unable to withstand Su Ming's approach. It immediately shattered layer by layer, and in the span of a breath, it crumbled, allowing Su Ming to step through it without facing any obstruction.
That one step felt like an illusion. The area around Su Ming seemed to have distorted. When everything became clear, he appeared in a world. The sky was filled with dark clouds, and the ground was pitch black. Countless volcanoes could be seen in the distance, and he could also see three huge statues around him.
However, there were two statues among them, and one of them was broken!
The moment Su Ming stepped into the place, the sky started rotating as if it had turned into a huge vortex. Piercing screeches echoed in the air, as if warning the cultivators in the area that a powerful enemy had invaded them.
"One Dao Sect … Since the people in this sect always like to use the power of Great Dao Paragons to force their way into other sects and clans and suppress them with their power, then today, I might as well give it a try as well," Su Ming said faintly. His voice instantly spread through the entire world of One Dao Sect.
As his voice traveled outwards, a large number of volcanoes in the distance crumbled with a bang, as if they could not withstand the mighty pressure contained in Su Ming's voice. In fact, even the ground started trembling violently at that moment. Cries of surprise echoed in the air, and Su Ming saw cultivators flying out from the towers in various spots on the ground.
"How dare you barge into One Dao Sect?!" Almost at the same time the figures flew out, a shout of rebuke rang out. That shout had practically been instinctive, but even the person who had shouted it immediately regretted it, because the rumbles from the volcanoes around him had already revealed Su Ming's level of cultivation.
Su Ming's expression was aloof. He did not even spare a glance at the figures who flew out. He just walked forward to one of the three statues in the distance. The moment he walked out, several long arcs flew up in front of him. When they closed in on him, the power of divine abilities and Arts manifested, but Su Ming's expression remained calm. He let out a cold harrumph.
With a cold harrumph, the world immediately roared. With Su Ming as the center, a layer of ripples instantly spread out. The expressions of the incoming cultivators changed drastically. In fact, they did not even manage to scream in pain before their bodies distorted under the ripples. They crumbled and turned into a rain of blood.
"It's been a long time since I've killed like this, One Dao Sect …" When Su Ming said those words faintly, a powerful hint of killing intent shone in his eyes. He lifted his right hand, formed a seal, and pushed down on the ground beneath him through the air.
With it, the ground immediately roared. Once the volcanoes crumbled, the ground shattered, and a great, mighty pressure from Su Ming instantly descended on the entire world. When his third eye opened at the center of his brow, it clearly revealed … the eighth level Great Dao Paragon shining with endless black light.
"Let darkness descend on the land. Let night replace daylight. Let slaughter turn into a seal … The debt of blood will only be repaid with the blood of all One Dao Sect members." Su Ming's voice spread out. As the ground roared, it still clearly entered the hearts of all the cultivators in One Dao Sect.
"Great Dao Paragon!"
"He's a Great Dao Paragon!" Cries of surprise instantly echoed in the air. At that moment, a cold harrumph came from the statue in the distance. When it echoed in the air, the ground immediately stopped crumbling. At the same time, a long arc charged towards Su Ming like a shooting star. That long arc also exuded … the power of a Great Dao Paragon.
Su Ming was going to attend the annual meeting the next day. Since he had to attend a press conference regarding the copyright of his new book on the way, he had to attend it two days earlier.
The location of the annual meeting was in Guangzhou. If any of the fellow Daoists in Guangzhou wanted to personally see the effects of Ear Root's weight loss … they could come to the gathering. Wherever they went, they would send it. Perhaps when they saw it, they would discover that … Hmm? That fatty fiddling with his phone in the distance seems to be Ear Root?
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