Yes, no.
These two completely different meanings were like two extremes of heaven and earth, causing Su Ming's thoughts to freeze up at that instant. It was not as if he was not prepared for this. His second senior brother's words and advice were still echoing in his ears at that moment.
"You must answer … no!" These were the words second senior brother said with a grave expression on his face.
Su Ming fell silent. These two different answers were like two doors placed before him. He did not know what was behind them, neither did he know which door he should push open to see the world behind it.
Tian Xie Zi did not rush him. He simply looked at Su Ming and waited for his answer.
Su Ming felt that he should be listening to his second senior brother's advice. After all, the grave look on his face when he mentioned the wrong answer in the past was a rare sight.
But …
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted his head and looked at the purple-robed Tian Xie Zi, who was looking at him, and spoke slowly.
"Master, I'd like to see a battle of Arts."
This was Su Ming's answer. He walked around the circle of whether he would or would not and voiced his thoughts. He did not care about the changes that would happen if he answered yes or no. Instead, he said something that was clearly different from his second senior brother's.
The moment Tian Xie Zi heard those words, a strong glare suddenly appeared in his eyes. That glare instantly illuminated the entire cave abode, causing Su Ming to be unable to meet his gaze. There was also a sharp pain in his eyes, and he instinctively took a few steps back.
"Looks like my fourth disciple … is quite ambitious!" Tian Xie Zi's voice was hoarse, and there was a ghastly tone to it. As it echoed in the area, there was a hint of cruelty to it.
"Your eldest senior brother answered no, your second senior brother answered yes, and as for your third senior brother, he did not answer but pretended to be asleep.
"You are the only one who did not follow the meaning of my words and jumped out of the circle to answer my question … Then I will fulfill your wish and let you see what a battle of Arts is!" Tian Xie Zi waved his arm, and a layer of purple fog instantly appeared out of thin air and charged towards Su Ming. In the blink of an eye, it surrounded Su Ming's body, and as it shrank, it stuck tightly to Su Ming's robes and body, turning his robes purple. At the same time, even Su Ming's hair turned purple.
As a result, both the master and the disciple inside the cave were wearing purple!
That shade of purple exuded a bloodthirsty aura that made Su Ming's heart race, and an urge to exude a murderous aura that he could not suppress erupted from his body.
There was murderous aura in his body to begin with, and the source of that murderous aura was his Berserker Mark, the blood moon. As the purple will crashed into him, that murderous aura erupted forth with a bang and filled the entire cave abode.
A strange glint appeared in Tian Xie Zi's eyes. As he laughed loudly, he swept his right hand through the air in Su Ming's direction. Instantly, he swept Su Ming up and disappeared from the cave abode.
Even though the two of them left with an astonishing murderous aura, Zi Che, who was meditating outside, did not notice it at all. In fact, it was the same for Hu Zi and his second senior brother.
Only the Eldest Senior Brother, who was cultivating in seclusion under the glacier, seemed to have opened his eyes slightly, but he quickly closed them again.
The air in the sky above the Land of South Morning distorted, and Tian Xie Zi and Su Ming appeared. Tian Xie Zi had grabbed Su Ming's right wrist and forcefully brought him over.
Sharp pain shot through Su Ming's entire body. His face was slightly pale. The moment he appeared, he turned his head back swiftly. There was no end to the land behind him. It might be dark, but he could still vaguely see the green grass on the ground. This … was no longer Freezing Sky Clan!
Su Ming widened his eyes, and shock appeared within them.
"Relocation Runes may be good, but when the Berserker Tribe didn't have them, how were the powerful Berserkers supposed to move about …? Only those who respect the existences in the other worlds would imitate, learn, and research these foreign objects.
"That's a waste of time!" Tian Xie Zi let out a cold harrumph.
"If the Berserkers reach the peak of the Berserker Soul Realm and take that step, they can replace the Relocation Runes with their own bodies and wander the world. As long as they don't die, their presence will never die!"
Su Ming's heart trembled. He looked at Tian Xie Zi and found himself speechless for a long time.
"I can't do this either, but with the Creation Art, as long as the area isn't too big, I can come to any place I've been to as long as I take an item from that place!
"But I can only cast this Art when I'm in purple robes." Tian Xie Zi spoke hoarsely and let go of Su Ming's wrist. A brutal look appeared in his eyes as he looked at the ground.
"Seventh junior brother, do you know how to fight with Arts?!" As Tian Xie Zi suddenly said those words, Su Ming lowered his head swiftly and looked at the spot where Tian Xie Zi was looking.
That land was covered in grass. It was a flatland, and wind blew past it, causing the grass to rustle. Aside from that, there was only silence.
After a long while, a sigh came from the depths of the ground.
"You're ahead of schedule … fourth senior brother …"
At the same time that sigh traveled out, Su Ming saw the grass on the plains withering in an instant and disappearing into the air. The ground started trembling, and with a loud bang, a gigantic crack appeared on the ground, as if it was ripped open by two invisible hands. That crack was so deep that it could not be seen. It was pitch black inside, but there was a pair of incredibly bright eyes peeking out from within the crack. They looked towards the sky before their gazes fell on Tian Xie Zi and Su Ming.
When that gaze landed on Su Ming, a chill instantly covered his entire body, but soon after, a blood-red light shone in his right eye. The purple robes on his body fused with that blood-red light and turned into a murderous aura that seemed to meet that gaze.
"Fourth senior brother, is this your new disciple..?" An ancient voice came from within the crack on the ground.
"Su Ming greets seventh uncle master." The instant their gazes met, a bang went off in Su Ming's head. His murderous aura seemed to be unable to withstand the gaze coming towards him, but that gaze held no ill will. It only swept past him once before it was averted. Su Ming's breathing immediately quickened and he wrapped his fist in his palm to bow towards the ground.
Tian Xie Zi let out a cold harrumph and took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, he appeared right outside the crack on the ground and stomped his foot down on it.
Immediately, an illusionary sea of blood appeared behind Tian Xie Zi. A brilliant light appeared in the eyes of the stone statue within the sea of blood, and it slowly spread open its arms that had been crossed over its chest.
At the same time, Su Ming saw the two gazes disappear from the crack on the ground. In their place was a thin and frail person walking out of the crack. His footsteps were not quick, but with each step he took, Su Ming's gaze would distort.
He took five steps forward and arrived right below Tian Xie Zi's foot. He suddenly lifted his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and hurled it towards Tian Xie Zi's right foot.
At the same time, a gigantic illusion appeared behind the person. There were countless people within that illusion. There were men and women, the elderly and the young, and all of them were kneeling on the ground and worshipping this person.
"The power of the souls of the earth does not belong to us Berserkers. Seventh junior brother, you're still practicing the Arts from the other worlds. This is not Creation!" Tian Xie Zi's voice was hoarse. The instant he spoke, his right foot crashed into the frail person's fist with a bang.
A loud bang that surged into the sky reverberated in the air. Tian Xie Zi's body shuddered and he was forced back a hundred something feet. However, the frail person in the crack was forced back several hundreds of feet before he stopped.
"You were also chased out by Master. The Creation you seek … has already deviated from the path of the Berserkers. You're … the same as me!"
"What do you mean by the same?!" Tian Xie Zi did not attack again. Instead, his eyes shone brightly.
"I practice the Arts from the other worlds to create my own path. This is my Creation, and what you practice is a fusion of the Shaman Art. How can there be any difference?!
"Our hearts are different, our spirits are different, our realms are different, our origins are different, everything is different! "Fifteen years ago, when I was in my purple robes, you could still fight me to a draw. Fifteen years later, with just my purple robes, you can no longer win against me!
"Wrong and right, Creation and not Creation, since you can't say it clearly with words, then let's see … who is stronger!
"You're wrong!" Tian Xie Zi swung his arm and turned around to walk towards Su Ming.
Su Ming's breathing quickened. This was the first time he saw Tian Xie Zi attack with his own eyes. The power of that stomp just now gave Su Ming an indescribable feeling. It was as if there was something strange contained within that stomp that surpassed what he could understand. He wanted to remember it, but the memories of that stomp and the frail person's punch were slowly disappearing uncontrollably.
When Tian Xie Zi walked to Su Ming's side and with a wave of his arm, he brought Su Ming away from the place in an instant. Su Ming's mind was still in a daze.
Once Tian Xie Zi and Su Ming left, the plains fell silent. The frail person lowered his head and slowly floated into the crack before sitting down cross-legged in the depths of the crack.
"Fourth senior brother … when you were chased out of the school, Master once said … that you were wrong." The ancient voice turned into a sigh. The crack gradually closed up and returned to normal. In an instant, grass appeared on the plains once again and rustled in the wind.
Dark clouds covered the sky. Rain poured down, and thunder rumbled in the sky. As the sky distorted, Su Ming and Tian Xie Zi's bodies slowly appeared.
The moment the two of them appeared, thunder roared furiously.
"Do you understand now?" Tian Xie Zi had his back turned towards Su Ming. He looked at a tribe's stronghold in the rain before him and spoke slowly.
Su Ming fell silent. There was a confused look on his face. He seemed to have understood something, but there was still a deep sense of bewilderment within him.
"Let's go." Tian Xie Zi walked forward and landed on the ground. He stepped on the puddles on the ground and walked towards the quiet stronghold in the rain with the rain falling from the sky.
Su Ming followed behind him quietly. At that moment, the image of Tian Xie Zi stomping on the ground had already faded away in his mind. It was so faint that he could not remember it, and neither could he keep it in his mind.
As he got closer to the stronghold, Su Ming heard a faint sound in his ears.
* Crack … *
* Crack … * Crack … *
The sound of bones being rubbed against each other gradually traveled out from the ordinary stronghold in the rain and thunder.
There was a type of vote that she called recommendation. There was a type of person that she called friend. There was a type of love that she called seeking demons. There was a type of kindness that she called voting. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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