Su Ming lifted his head abruptly and looked at the gigantic figure hidden in the tumbling fog in the sky. He could not see the details of that figure clearly. Most of its body was covered in the fog. He could only vaguely see that the deity statue was a human figure sitting cross-legged in the sky.
It was covered in black armor. That armor was filled with a murderous aura, as if there were an endless amount of dead souls sealed within it. A black mist surrounded the deity statue and turned into the tumbling black fog.
The voice was still echoing in the sky and earth. It was like the might of the heavens, causing all those who heard it to feel as if their consciousness would crumble under the voice. They would be unable to help themselves as the voice spoke and complete the will of Transcendence that was added to the voice.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He was now only 700 feet away from Puqiang Mountain. As the first voice of Transcendence echoed in the air, he took a huge step forward once again. With each step he took, the 700 feet distance was instantly shortened to 400 feet!
At the same time, booming sounds reverberated in his body. The giant of blood veins above him, which was on the verge of collapsing, started turning around. An additional blood vein appeared on its body. The appearance of the blood vein made the giant tremble, as if it wanted to lift its head and roar at the sky.
988 blood veins!
Su Ming did not hesitate. He moved forward like a shooting star, and as he did so, the distance between him and Puqiang Mountain decreased once again. When there were only 100 feet between them, the authoritative voice came from the sky once again!
"Thou … Transcend!"
The moment the voice spoke, the giant of blood veins above Su Ming crumbled with a bang. Yet the moment it crumbled, Su Ming's blood veins increased to 989!
The additional blood vein let out a red light that surged into the sky, causing the giant of blood veins to turn around and gather together once again as it crumbled.
This scene of Su Ming seizing the might of the heavens made all those who saw it unable to describe their feelings with words. The Elder of Puqiang Tribe trembled. He looked at Su Ming standing 100 feet away and knelt down deeply.
"Sir, welcome to Puqiang Tribe …" The Elder of Puqiang Tribe was originally the only one standing on the mountain. The moment he knelt down and spoke, Su Ming took a step forward and landed on Puqiang Mountain from the ninth section of Han Mountain's Chain!
He had successfully cleared the Chains of Han Mountain. From Han Mountain, he walked along the Chain and arrived at Puqiang Mountain!
The moment his foot landed, the number of blood veins on Su Ming's body increased by one, and once it reached 999, the giant of blood veins above him finally seemed to have gained strength. It lifted its head and let out a roar towards the deity statue of Transcendence in the sky.
The wind and clouds stirred and the weather changed. That roar made it seem as if it wanted to fight against the figure in black armor formed by the statue of Transcendence. An aloof glare appeared in the eyes of the figure in black armor, and for the first time ever, he lifted his right hand slowly.
As he lifted his head, an indescribable pressure descended on him. The Elder of Tranquil East Tribe could not withstand it and knelt down on the ground. Yan Luan, too, knelt down as she trembled.
The last to kneel down was the Elder of Lake of Colors!
At that moment, besides Su Ming, all the people on the ground around Han Mountain knelt down and worshiped him.
"Elder of Puqiang Tribe, I'll borrow your tribe's aura of death. Hurry up and activate all your aura of death!" Su Ming stood on Puqiang Mountain and looked at the Elder of Puqiang Tribe kneeling before him calmly. His voice was not loud, but in this sort of environment, there was an indescribable pressure coming from him.
The Elder of Puqiang Tribe shuddered and closed his eyes. He lifted his hands and pressed them against the ground by his side.
The moment he did so, a wave of power surged out from his body and surged into the mountain.
"With the blood of the Elder of Puqiang Tribe, I will activate the power of death in Puqiang Tribe. I will guide the aura of death that has existed since ancient times to come forth from deep within the ground!" The Elder of Puqiang Tribe mumbled. He bit the tip of his tongue and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Once the blood appeared, it immediately turned black. The moment it fell to the ground, the entire Puqiang Mountain started trembling furiously.
A thick wave of aura of death erupted from the depths of the mountain and spread out abruptly along some of the veins in the mountain, causing the entire mountain to be covered in the aura of death at that moment!
Shrill howls reverberated in the endless aura of death. Su Ming could see an innumerable amount of vengeful spirits within the aura of death that erupted and filled the entire area.
As he stared at the large amount of aura of death surging out, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. This was a critical moment. He did not want to waste even a single bit of time. Almost the moment the aura of death appeared, he patted the storage bag in his bosom with his right hand. Immediately, a corpse covered in herbs appeared before him.
The corpse was covered in herbs and his face could not be seen. Yet the moment the corpse appeared, the aura of death in the area surged towards the corpse like a flood that had suddenly found an opening.
It was as if the corpse had turned into a gigantic vortex that could attract the aura of death to it. The vengeful spirits within the aura of death let out shrill howls and rushed towards the corpse. In an instant, they surrounded the corpse and crawled madly into its body.
This strange sight shocked the Elder and tribe leader of Puqiang Tribe. They had trained with the aura of death all their lives and used it to create Berserker Arts, but they had never seen anything like this before.
"What … What is this Berserker Art?!"
Su Ming's breathing quickened. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
'Spirit Plunder. Whether or not this thing can become my Origin Transcendence Vessel depends on this!' Su Ming waved his right hand and immediately, the herbs from the Seed of Bone appeared in his hand. Once he crushed them, the herbs and the crushed bones fused into the corpse in a strange manner.
A shocking presence spread out from the corpse. The aura of death within that presence was so thick that it spread in all directions.
The urge to Transcend within Su Ming's body was already difficult to control. The giant above him was rapidly crumbling after it let out a roar. Before long, it would completely shatter, and at that time, it would be time for Su Ming to Transcend.
The figure in black armor in the sky, the true form of the deity statue of Transcendence, also lifted its right hand slowly. The pressure grew stronger, as if once it completely lifted its hand and lowered it, it would bring forth a disaster on the land.
Su Ming's expression was grave, and he was also nervous. He spread out his body according to the method to create Spirit Plunder in his head and surrounded He Feng's corpse, striking it repeatedly. Every single time his palm landed, the spot he struck would sink in, and a large amount of aura of death would surge into it, causing it to swell up once again.
"What is he doing?!"
"He's not Transcending, he's pouring the aura of death into the corpse. What … is he doing?!"
That was the strongest thought in the minds of all the Transcended Berserkers who were still conscious on the land.
Time passed by slowly. After a moment, a booming sound reverberated in the air. The giant with the blood veins above Su Ming completely crumbled. The moment it crumbled was also the moment the true form of the deity statue in black armor in the sky lifted its right hand and pointed at Su Ming.
"Thou … Transcend!"
With that one point, the presence of Transcendence erupted forth from Su Ming's body. Under that presence, the 990 blood veins in his body instantly showed signs of melting.
The melting of the blood veins turned into a Berserker Mark. That was the sign of Transcendence!
Almost at the same time, Su Ming's right hand slammed down on the top of He Feng's skull and completed the final step of creating the pill based on his memories!
The moment he slammed his right hand down, He Feng's body swelled up abruptly. His closed eyes flew open, and within them was a gray glow.
It was as if he had been resurrected. With a gaze that did not belong to He Feng, he lifted his head and looked at the sky. The first thing he saw was the true form of the deity statue of Transcendence in the sky. The gray glow in his eyes flickered, and his body, which was covered in herbs, floated in midair and slowly sat down cross-legged, making the same pose as the true form of the deity statue of Transcendence.
This was something Su Ming did not expect. He was momentarily stunned, but he did not have time to think. This was a crucial moment for him. The blood veins in his body were rapidly melting. The feeling of Transcendence had already reached its peak.
"Transcendence …" Su Ming mumbled and no longer paid any attention to He Feng's body. He might not be able to understand its strange behavior, but he had personally created the pill. No one else had participated in the process. Besides, based on the method of creating the pill in his memories, he could feel waves of medicinal aura circulating within He Feng's body. It was rapidly gathering in the corpse's brain. Once it gathered together, Spirit Plunder would be complete!
'Elder, I'm going to Transcend …' Su Ming sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. The moment he did so, muffled sounds of thunder suddenly came from the torn clouds in the sky. At the same time, clouds started gathering in the sky above the true form of the statue of the God of Berserkers in the Transcendence Realm due to the thunder rumbling in the sky even further away.
This was illogical. Under the pressure of the true form of the statue of the God of Berserkers, the clouds could only be torn apart and replaced by fog. It was impossible for them to gather together again. Yet now, the clouds had gathered together!
The moment the clouds gathered together, a bolt of blue lightning descended from the clouds with a bang. That bolt of lightning was as thick as a water bucket. It shot past the deity statue of Transcendence and charged towards the ground in a straight line before landing on He Feng's corpse.
Su Ming's heart trembled. He opened his eyes and saw clearly the blue bolt of lightning that suddenly descended on He Feng's corpse, causing the swollen corpse to rapidly shrivel up. There were numerous blue electric arcs swimming about.
The medicinal herbs in He Feng's body were instantly reduced to powder, but the medicinal aura in He Feng's body seemed to have absorbed a great amount of nourishment. It gathered together even faster, and it turned into a rapidly spinning ball in He Feng's brain.
The two strange sights in the sky stirred up great panic. The people who had lost consciousness under the true form of the deity statue of Transcendence on the land of Han Mountain started waking up.
The deity statue of Transcendence in the sky also trembled. The pressure that spread out from it was dispersed by the sudden appearance of the clouds and lightning.
Because of that, the urge to Transcend within Su Ming's body was alleviated for a moment.
At that moment, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The moment the blood veins in his body slowed down, another blood vein appeared in his body!
991 blood veins!
Su Ming closed his eyes. A memory that had been buried in the passage of time floated up in his head.
'I don't know what I'm doing. I don't have a father or a mother. I don't have any right or status in your eyes … But the elder once told me that you only see a part of the rain that falls from the sky. You don't know how much more there will be once the rain stops …
'You can only see the surface of the muddy water on the ground. You can't see the bottom … This year, I'm 16 …'
In that picture, a teenager lowered his head and faced Dark Dragon Tribe's Elder. His voice was calm, but it was filled with determination!
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