Su Ming could not see through the old man's level of cultivation, but this person gave him an incredibly dangerous feeling, especially when he executed his strongest slash. That person had not truly attacked, but had instead used a divine ability that Su Ming did not understand to form that gigantic lizard with smoke.
He had only touched it with the lizard's tongue. Even though the lizard's tongue had crumbled, Su Ming's strongest attack had only managed to kill one person!
More importantly, Su Ming had a strange feeling. It was as if there was a deeper meaning behind the lizard's tongue formed by smoke when he swung that slash just now, besides canceling out the power of the slash, there was also another reason behind it.
That feeling was incredibly strong for Su Ming. He had a vague feeling that at the instant his slash came into contact with that person, it was as if an innumerable amount of invisible eyes had appeared in the world, and they were staring fixedly at all the minute details of his slash.
It was as if … they were learning!
These feelings turned into a sense of danger, causing Su Ming to flee without a hint of hesitation. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the forest and charged forward.
Su Ming knew that if he attacked forcefully in this place, then even if he used all his skills and managed to hold back the old man, it would be difficult for him to survive the battle due to the Shamans around.
If that was the case, he could use the chance to escape and lure the old man into chasing him down. Then perhaps he would have a chance to counterattack.
Once Su Ming left, the six people who did not die from the slash in midair looked at their tribe's leader, the supreme Patriarch.
The old man's face was dark and he slowly closed his eyes. After a moment, he opened them, and the moment he did so, the giant lizard that had lost its tongue floating around him immediately lifted its head and roared towards the sky.
As it roared, an endless amount of smoke appeared out of thin air. Most of them came from the spot where the lizard's tongue had touched Su Ming's slash. They swiftly gathered together and seeped into the giant lizard's body. Very soon, the crumbled tongue appeared once again in the lizard's mouth!
The instant its tongue appeared, the lizard stuck its tongue out and drew an arc in midair at lightning speed. If Su Ming was there, he would be able to tell that the arc's trajectory and its appearance were incredibly similar to the one the lizard had drawn previously.
However, they were just similar.
"I didn't expect … that the Berserkers who came to the land of the Shamans this time would have such an epiphany. That style just now was different from the other Berserkers I've seen …
I will personally capture this Barbarian. I want him alive and refine him into a Shaman Puppet. He will become the servant of my tribe's Holy Spirit! " As the old man spoke, two pupils suddenly appeared in his eyes. At the same time, they were filled with strangeness. Anyone who looked at them would feel dazzled, and they would not dare to meet his gaze.
A brutal smile appeared at the corners of his lips. This sort of chase made him incredibly excited. With one move, he charged towards the direction Su Ming had escaped into the forest.
The others in the area looked at each other. In their silence, they could see the respect in each other's eyes. After a long time, they turned into long arcs of light and flew back to their tribe, carrying the seriously injured man with them.
Su Ming's breathing quickened in the forest. His body was like an illusion as he charged through the forest filled with rotten leaves and mud. Occasionally, he would leap up and charge through the big trees. When he landed, his feet would not even touch the ground. It was as if he was flying at a low altitude. He was so fast that he could not be seen with the naked eye.
Su Ming was not unfamiliar with forests, but as he charged forward, the fear in his heart grew stronger. He did not even need to spread out his divine sense to know that someone was definitely chasing after him.
'I wonder how many people are chasing after me..?' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. A golden stone coin appeared in his hand. After a moment of hesitation, he changed it to a white stone coin that was of a lower quality. Once he held it in his hand, the stone coin rapidly became dull and turned into ashes after a moment. However, Su Ming's divine sense had swelled up several times, and as his head throbbed in pain, he spread his divine sense backwards.
1,000 feet, 10,000 feet, tens of thousands of feet … He swept through the area.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Ming's pupils shrank. Once he spread his divine sense to its limit, he used a few more stone coins before he saw a ghastly shadow in the distance behind him.
'He's alone …' All the hairs on Su Ming's body stood up. His face was filled with caution. He saw the person chasing after him. It was the old man, and the old man's familiarity with the forest surpassed his own. But that was nothing. What truly made Su Ming's heart sink was that not only was the old man familiar with the forest, his tracking skills were also incredibly profound.
As Su Ming charged forward, he had set up a few tracks to confuse his pursuers, but the man did not change his direction and continued chasing after him. This was something Su Ming could sense clearly as the sense of danger grew stronger. He had also seen it clearly when he used his divine sense to scan the area after it reached its limit.
'This person's power is definitely at the Bone Sacrifice Realm. Judging by his presence, he's definitely not a normal Berserker in the Bone Sacrifice Realm … There's a high possibility that he's in the later stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm! 'But when I scanned the area with my divine sense just now, he didn't notice any signs of it. I wonder if it's true or if he did it on purpose …' Su Ming had not reached the Bone Sacrifice Realm yet, so it was difficult for him to make an accurate analysis. He could only make a rough guess, and even though he was mentally prepared for it, his face still darkened.
Tens of thousands of feet behind Su Ming was the thin old man walking through the forest with a cruel smile on his lips. He had lived in the forest since he was young, and even if he had become the Patriarch of the tribe, there were very few people in the tribe who were more familiar with the plants in the forest than he was.
Chasing wild beasts in the forest through clues was his most enjoyable activity. Almost every once in a while, he would personally lead the people in the tribe to do this.
Now, he was chasing after his prey alone. This was not difficult for him at all.
'Looks like this young Berserker Child is also skilled with the Art of the forest. The tracks he set up are pretty ingenious, but … he's still too immature.' The old man licked his lips and with one step, he traveled several thousands of feet in a flash.
'Run. Run faster …' The old man's smile became even crueler, but it was clear that he did not notice Su Ming scanning the area with his divine sense.
Su Ming's face was pale in the forest and blood seeped out of his chest. This continuous escape made him tired, and at the same time, the murderous look in his eyes became stronger.
He brought out several medicinal pills, but as a glint appeared in his eyes, he forced himself not to use them.
'It's not time yet … I'm weaker than him to begin with, and now that I'm injured, the old man can feel that I'm even weaker,' Su Ming mumbled, and his speed gradually slowed down.
As he slowed down, Su Ming immediately noticed with his divine sense that the old man's speed had increased by a large margin. The distance between the two of them was rapidly closing in.
'If I suddenly turn my head around, he'll definitely think that I'm risking my life, but the weaker I am, the less he'll care about his power!' A murderous look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He stopped and turned around, no longer running. Instead, he charged towards the direction the old man was coming from.
The two of them might not be able to see each other with their naked eyes in the forest, but they could still sense each other's presence. The instant Su Ming turned his head around and charged forward, the old man immediately sensed him. A cruel smile appeared on his lips and he became even faster.
'You want to fight to the death? I'll fulfill your wish!' As the old man charged forward, the distance between him and Su Ming swiftly shrank from tens of thousands of feet …
When the distance between the two of them was several thousands of feet between the trees and the endless leaves in the forest where sunlight could not be seen, Su Ming leaped over a big tree, and a murderous look appeared in his eyes. When he landed, he lifted his right hand and slammed it against the ground.
With that one strike, a beast skin immediately appeared between Su Ming's right hand and the ground. That beast skin spread outwards, and a circular area of a hundred something feet immediately turned into a red meadow. That meadow looked red to Su Ming, but to anyone else, that place looked exactly the same as the forest around it. There was not a single hint of difference between them.
The moment the meadow appeared, Su Ming came to a halt and immediately sat down cross-legged. He brought out some medicinal pills for healing injuries and quickly swallowed them. Those medicinal pills turned into wisps of warmth that started nourishing Su Ming's body.
Once he swallowed the medicinal pills, a chilling glare appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted his right hand, and a white scale appeared on his palm.
This item was given to him by uncle master Bai. It contained the power of his strike, and this was Su Ming's final trump card.
The mark of the green sword shone at the center of his brows. Lightning swam around his body, and as black mist appeared on his body, the Divine General Armor manifested. At the same time, Han Mountain Bell appeared indistinctly within his body!
Su Ming also brought out Spirit Plunder by his side. That medicinal pearl floated in midair and let out a strange, enchanting light, as if it contained an endless amount of suction force. Its body was like a void that sucked in everything, including Su Ming's presence.
Dark clouds covered the sky. It was almost dusk. There were faint traces of the moon that appeared together with the setting sun. Not much light shone on the ground, but it was difficult for the light to penetrate through the leaves in the forest. Yet even so, besides the murderous aura and calmness in Su Ming's eyes, there was also a circle that looked like a burning moon.
A chilling glare appeared in Su Ming's eyes and he brought out another item. It was a golden stone coin given to him by Tian Lan Meng. Su Ming held it in his left hand, and a vast amount of spiritual power surged into his body. It flowed through the opened path and turned into Su Ming's powerful divine sense that was accumulating power!
Su Ming's breathing gradually calmed down, and eventually, it was so quiet that it could barely be heard. His eyes were incredibly calm, and the murderous aura in his right eye was contained, as if he was waiting for the most critical moment to strike.
The instant Su Ming stepped into the red meadow and his presence disappeared, the old Patriarch who was charging towards him was taken aback.
However, the distance between him and Su Ming had already reached 2,000 feet.
At the instant the old man was stunned, a great wave of divine sense with an astonishing sword aura charged forth with a bang from before him with a resolute presence and killing intent that was calm and seeped out of it. (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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