The moment the dark light on the sword-ship that was stabbed into the ground touched the gigantic woman's face that was formed by the statue of the God of Berserkers, the dark light on the sword-ship shuddered and gradually stopped flowing, showing signs of solidifying.
At the same time, the color on the gigantic woman's face also rapidly faded away. In just the span of a few breaths, it looked as if most of its power had been drained. Judging by the speed at which it was draining away, it seemed like it could not completely solidify the dark light and flowing water on the sword-ship.
The speed at which the dark light on the sword-ship froze was slowing down. In fact, there were even some parts that were no longer frozen and were showing signs of recovering.
A glint appeared in the eyes of Yan Luan, who was at the center of the woman's brows. A regretful look appeared in her eyes. She lifted her hands and tapped the woman's face that had fused with it.
The moment she did so, the red light on the woman's face shone brightly and turned into a powerful ray of red light that shot into the sky. That red light charged into the galaxy and turned into a gigantic wave that spread out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it had almost covered the entire sky.
A long string of laughter traveled into the air, and an indistinct figure appeared within the red light that shot into the sky. That figure quickly gained corporeal form and became clear almost in an instant.
It was an old man dressed in a red robe. He had a head full of white hair, but his face was flushed red. There was a gigantic gourd on his back, and he took a step out of the red light.
The moment he appeared, the entire sky and earth trembled. The galaxy looked as if it could not withstand the force and was about to shatter. The ground also trembled, and many of the valleys in the area collapsed due to the rumbling sounds.
"Greetings, left preceptor Zhou!" Yan Luan spoke respectfully. As the old man appeared, the woman's face that had fused with Yan Luan's face also faded away.
"The Relocation Art to break through the four dimensional layers is indeed mysterious! Lake of Colors Tribe, since you managed to understand this Art and offer it to me, your tribe will be the first to do so! " The old man in red robes laughed loudly. His eyes sparkled as he stared at the sword-ship that was rapidly recovering its dark light.
"Han Kong, did you think that Freezing Sky Clan can't do anything to you just because you're hiding here?! "Did you think that we Berserkers don't understand the four layers of Dimensional Seal and that we can't kill you even if we know that you're here?" The old man in red robes laughed long and hard. He lifted his right foot and took a swift step towards the sword-ship on the ground.
"If it was a complete four-layered dimensional seal, then I would indeed not be able to break it. But Lake of Colors Tribe of the Berserkers have understood your dimensional seal, and now, there is a flaw in it. Right now … I can break it!" The red-robed old man closed in on the sword-ship. He raised his right hand and waved it in the air. A red ghostly claw appeared above the sword-ship and reached for it.
This Phantom Claw was definitely not something a living creature could possess. At the instant it appeared, great desire and respect appeared on Yan Luan's face. She was not the only one. Han Fei Zi and the other members of Lake of Colors Tribe regained their freedom after the woman's face disappeared. When they looked over, their expressions were filled with respect.
"Berserker Soul Realm … I can form my own statue of the God of Berserkers. I am Berserker, and Berserker is me …" Han Fei Zi's eyes lit up as she mumbled.
The ghostly claw closed in and grabbed the sword-ship. The ghostly light flowing on the sword-ship suddenly trembled, and at the same time, it let out a thunderous roar. The ghostly light collapsed like fragments, like water droplets, and fell off the sword-ship and tumbled to the side.
As the sword-ship shuddered, the seal on it crumbled!
"Han Kong, ever since you came to the land of Berserkers 8,000 years ago, you have been restricted by the laws formed by the second God of Berserkers. You can only bring out the power of the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, which is the Soul Transformation Realm of your Immortal Realm. You are ranked 147th on the ranking board of the foreign lands!
"Today, I, Zhou Shan, am the left preceptor of Freezing Sky Clan. I have come to take your life under the orders of the third God of Berserkers!" The old man in red robes' voice was like thunder passing judgment. At the same time his voice spread out with a bang, he turned into a long red arc and charged towards the sword-ship that had lost its seal.
With a loud bang, the old man rushed in. Yan Luan's eyes sparkled and she rushed in as well. Behind her, Han Fei Zi and the other members of Lake of Colors Tribe also rushed in.
At that moment, at the bottom of the sword-ship that was buried deep underground, there was a tunnel that had been pierced through vertically many years ago. Now, at the end of the tunnel that was right next to the sword-ship, as the seal was broken, the stone wall crumbled with a bang and shattered into numerous pieces that tumbled backwards.
"It's broken!" Nan Tian's face was filled with excitement. He took a step forward, looking as if he wanted to be the first to rush in. Yet the moment he moved, Xuan Lun had already rushed forward and overtook him, becoming the first to enter.
Nan Tian and Chou Nu followed closely behind. The two of them rushed into the entrance that was revealed after the stone wall was gone.
Su Ming opened his eyes. There were red capillaries in his eyes. He stood up quietly and looked at the entrance that led to the isolation grounds of Han Mountain's ancestor. A complicated look appeared on the face hidden under the mask.
In his ears, the voice calling out to him became anxious and kept calling him over.
'The voice of Han Mountain's ancestor is completely different from the voice that appeared in the illusion I was immersed in on the red path. It's clear that it's not the same person.' Su Ming closed his eyes slightly and uncertainty appeared on his face.
"Sir Mo Su?" Dong Fang Hua originally wanted to step in, but when he saw that Su Ming did not move, he hesitated for a moment before he asked in a low voice.
"I need to think. If you want to go in, then go in first," Su Ming said calmly.
Dong Fang Hua hesitated. He looked at the entrance and a hint of desire appeared in his eyes. He wanted to become stronger, and there was a chance before him. If he let it go, he would not be able to accept it.
He waited for a while. When he saw that Su Ming was still deep in thought, he gritted his teeth and wrapped his fist in his palm towards Su Ming before charging into the entrance and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Su Ming was the only one left at the end of the tunnel. He stood there quietly as the anxious voice calling out to him echoed in his ears and mind.
After a moment, Su Ming opened his eyes.
"Should I take the risk or not..? Han Mountain's ancestor isn't dead, and he's calling out to me. This is strange and unpredictable. Along with the strange things about the red path, I can tell that it'll be incredibly dangerous if I go in!" Su Ming mumbled.
'But this might be my only chance … to know just which part of my memories are missing and what happened to me …' Su Ming paced back and forth at the end of the tunnel with sparkling eyes.
'He Feng once said that those who practice Han Mountain's ancestor's Art can form a Spirit Body. Once I have a Spirit Body, I can cast a strange Art. It's just like when I hadn't completely subdued He Feng in the past. If I wore that mask, I would've been affected by He Feng's Art.
'He also mentioned this Art to me later. It's called Possession … Only those with Spirit Bodies can cast this Art. They can take over another person's body and flip through their memories during the process of Possession …
'Those with Spirit Bodies will only manifest themselves after practicing the Branding Art. Among all the people I've met, besides He Feng, only Han Mountain's ancestor has one.'
Su Ming's footsteps faltered and a resolute look appeared on his face.
'I can take the risk, but I can't take the risk. I don't need to have a complete method to protect myself, but I have to have a certain level of confidence before I can take the risk! 'Memories may be important, but these are just my guesses. If my guesses are true, then it's fine, but if I'm overthinking it, then giving up my life for nothing … isn't worth it!
'Han Mountain's ancestor is calling out to me so anxiously. Let's not talk about whether there's some sort of connection between us. This is also related to the fact that this place was broken … Besides, he's calling out to me, so I don't think he's just trying to lure me in and kill me.
'Then besides some other reason I don't know, there's only one reason why he's doing this. It's because of the Possession He Feng mentioned!
The elder once taught me that if I don't understand something, I can try putting myself in the other person's shoes and use their experiences as a basis to figure out their thoughts.
'If I'm Han Mountain's ancestor and I've stayed here for many years without going out, then I can only watch as the three slave tribes rebelled and I can't do anything about it. Then he should be injured, and it's not a light injury … Besides, Lake of Colors Tribe has broken the seal. Freezing Sky Clan is behind Lake of Colors Tribe, so someone from Freezing Sky Clan must be involved in this as well.
'There's a high chance that Han Mountain's ancestor will die this time!
'There's a high possibility that he's calling out to me for the Possession He Feng mentioned before! By possessing my body, it was able to avoid being killed …. As for why it chose me, perhaps it was because of the flesh and blood meridian inside of me …. Does that mean that the little cyan sword, the blood-colored grass, and the other creatures also chose me because of that?!?!?!
'He lured me here step by step …' A chilling glare appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
'He won't be able to live for long. If Lake of Colors Tribe dares to break the seal, then they must have full confidence that they can kill him … The safest method is to wait here and not enter. Before long, Han Mountain's ancestor will die.
'This is the safest method, but if I do this, then I won't be able to obtain Han Mountain's ancestor's training method, and I won't be able to obtain the answers I want. I won't be able to obtain the memories I've lost …'
A cold sneer appeared on Su Ming's lips. Once he sat down cross-legged, he lifted his right hand and tapped his chest. Immediately, the Qi in his body started tumbling, as if raging waves were crashing into his body.
Almost the moment Su Ming tapped his chest, a ball of dim light was forced out of his body from his chest. Within that dim light was He Feng's Spirit Body. He had his eyes closed, as if he was in deep sleep.
Su Ming looked at He Feng's Spirit Body and touched it with his right hand. A wave of ripples spread out and swept past He Feng's body. He Feng shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.
"Master …" He Feng, who had just woken up, still had a dazed look in his eyes. Yet once he saw his surroundings clearly, especially the entrance at the end of the tunnel, he shuddered.
"This is … This is …"
"He Feng," Su Ming said slowly. His voice was low, and there was a threatening tone to it.
"I need you to do something for me," Su Ming looked at He Feng and said in a low voice.
"Master, please tell me. As long as I can do it, I won't refuse." He Feng quickly focused his mind and spoke cautiously, but he was a little nervous. He did not know what Su Ming wanted him to do, especially since he was forcefully waking him up in this place.
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