The old Shaman knew that a prodigy like this young man before him would not easily step into the land of the Shamans. If this sort of person died, it would be a huge blow to the Berserker Tribe.
'I once heard from the Great Patriarch of the South that there are some incredibly outstanding prodigies in the Berserker Tribe. They are trained with all their might and are known as the people who have the highest chance of becoming the fourth God of Berserkers!
'I heard that Bai Chang Zai was one of these prodigies in the past, but due to an accident, he was excluded. Even these people who were excluded have such terrifying power and combat abilities.
'It's even more so for the prodigies who are in the sequence. This boy before me must be one of them!' The old Shaman was absolutely certain of his own judgment. He had seen some Berserkers before, but none of them were like Su Ming, who had so many divine abilities and Arts at the same time. He also had the protection of Bai Chang Zai's Divine Clone.
If anyone else told the old Shaman that this sort of prodigy was not in the sequence of the God of Berserkers, he would definitely not believe them!
'If I can turn this person into a Shaman Puppet of Lizard Shaman Tribe and offer him to the Great Patriarch of the South, then my status in the God of Shamans Temple will increase by leaps and bounds!'
As these thoughts ran through the old Shaman's head, he retreated quickly. His eyes burned brightly as he stared at the person in white armor walking towards him in midair.
There was a grave look on the old Shaman's face that had never appeared before. Bai Chang Zai's name was like thunder to his ears. All sorts of rumors about this person had been circulating around the Shaman Tribes near Sky Mist Barrier for many years.
Su Ming immediately floated down in midair and brought out most of the medicinal pills. He immediately popped them into his mouth and looked at the old Shaman coldly. His eyes flickered slightly.
He was thinking about whether he should use the chance to immediately flee and buy more time to avoid the old man's pursuit, or whether he should stay and see whether there was a chance for him to injure the old Shaman heavily before uncle master Bai's Divine Clone disappeared.
'If uncle master Bai came personally, then this old Shaman would definitely die, but if it's just a Divine Clone … uncle master Bai told me that this could be used for protection when he gave me the scale formed by his Divine Clone.
'By the looks of it now, this protection is to hold back my powerful enemy so that I have enough time to run away …'
Su Ming's eyes sparkled and a freezing glare appeared within them.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill my promise with my master … There's only one day left. With my current injuries and this person's pursuit, it'll definitely be difficult for me to return to my master alive.
'If that's the case …' Su Ming lifted his head swiftly, and a resolute and resolute look appeared on his face. He turned his head back and cast a glance at the world in the distance. That direction was where he had come from, where Sky Mist Barrier was located. At the same time, his Master was waiting in that direction.
Su Ming had never expected that the appearance of his Master in purple robes and the experiences he had gone through would turn into a parting. Things had changed too quickly, so quickly that he did not have time to prepare himself for it.
He Feng was still fusing with the Wings of the Moon in his cave abode in the ninth summit. If Su Ming did not return for a long period of time, then He Feng would definitely cause trouble if he could not pacify the raging He Feng.
Zi Che was also guarding outside his cave abode, waiting for his orders.
There was also Second Senior Brother's smile as he looked up at the sky, causing the sunlight to shine on the side of his face. There was also Third Senior Brother's silly smile and his words of thinking that he was very smart.
There was also Eldest Senior Brother's silent concern for him and giving him a defensive treasure.
There was also Master … Perhaps he would never see him again. Perhaps he did not know when they would meet again …
There was also Bai Su. This woman who looked so much like Bai Ling. Su Ming did not need to show any signs of a change of heart because of her appearance. He could choose to kill her, choose to fight, or choose to forget her.
All of these things made Su Ming fall silent. Before his eyes, the image of the boy staring at him with a dumbfounded expression while holding a crude bow in his hands and staring at him blankly before he killed the white-robed Split Dawn appeared in his mind.
'One moment of soft-heartedness, one mistake, and the price I have to pay … is so great.' Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened them once again, he saw uncle master Bai's Divine Clone approaching the old Shaman from the distance.
Wisps of white smoke rose from the white armor and floated into the sky. Once they completely dissipated, the person would disappear.
Su Ming knew this, and the old Shaman also knew it. He retreated quickly to stall for time, but even though he was fast, his chest had suffered a heavy injury that nearly killed him. As he retreated, his speed slowed down, and uncle master Bai's body closed in on him like lightning.
The distance between the two of them did not decrease because of the old Shaman's retreat. Instead, it became shorter. The moment Su Ming opened his eyes and looked over, the distance between the two of them was already less than several hundreds of feet.
There was an aloof look in uncle master Bai's Divine Clone's eyes. He lifted his palm, and with a distance of several hundreds of feet between them, he slammed it down on the old Shaman who was still trying to stall for time.
At the instant the palm landed, the old Shaman's pupils shrank once again. A great sense of danger swiftly descended upon him, and during that instant, he came to an abrupt halt. He lifted his hands and pushed them towards Bai Chang Zai's Divinity Clone with a roar.
At the same time, an innumerable amount of scales that could be seen with the naked eye covered the old Shaman's body, causing him to look as if he had turned into a beast. Those scales were pitch black, and a ghastly and evil presence erupted from his body with a bang.
His hands turned into claws, and the instant he was about to touch Bai Chang Zai's Divine Clone through the air, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes as he stood in the sky. He lifted his right hand and pointed towards the floating Spirit Plunder!
With that one tap, a strange dark light erupted once again from Spirit Plunder, even though a crack had appeared on it. A pair of pupils that looked like eyes also appeared within the medicinal pill, causing all those who looked at it to feel as if their vision would go blurry. At the same time, that pair of pupils looked towards the old Shaman.
As the dark light appeared, as the pill absorbed the power of the old Shaman's mind, and as the pair of pupils that appeared after absorbing some of the old Shaman's mind looked over, the old Shaman's lifted hands froze for a moment.
That pause was not something he wanted. Even if it was just for a moment, even if it was because of this pause that even Su Ming would not be able to seize the chance to counterattack, but …
Bai Chang Zai could do it!
A shocking roar traveled forth abruptly. As layers of ripples spread out, a violent gust of wind tumbled backwards. More trees and mud on the ground crumbled, and cracks even appeared on the ground.
Bai Chang Zai's Divine Clone swayed slightly and took a step back. The white threads on his body dissipated even faster, but compared to him, the old Shaman's situation could only be described as devastating.
His hands were a bloody mess. A large amount of scales shattered and fell off his hands. It looked as if a layer of skin had been torn off his hands, revealing the flesh and veins underneath. His chest, which had just recovered, caved in once again. A large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth, and he staggered several hundreds of feet backwards before he managed to stop himself. When he lifted his head, blood trickled down the corners of his mouth. He looked pathetic, and there was rage burning in his eyes.
He lifted his head and roared towards the sky. The old Shaman's robes had already been torn to shreds, and not much was left. His skinny body looked as if it contained an incredible amount of power. His enraged face and ferocious roar were enough to make all those who saw him tremble in fear.
"Little Berserker Bastard, once Bai Chang Zai's Divine Clone disappears, I'll turn you into a Shaman Puppet!" It was clear that the old Shaman's anger had reached its peak. If Su Ming had not ambushed him just now, he would not have been so badly injured in this fight.
His hatred towards Su Ming had already reached a monstrous level, because this was not the first time, but the second time!
As the old man continued roaring, Bai Chang Zai charged forward once again with an aloof expression. In an instant, he closed in on the old Shaman. Su Ming watched all of this from the sky in the distance. His gaze was calm, and not a single hint of emotion could be detected within it.
He still had one final move that he had not used, and that was the power of his Berserker Mark!
The power of his Berserker Mark might not be strong to the old Shaman, but Su Ming believed that if he used it at the right time, then even if his Berserker Mark was as light as grass, he might still be able to use it to crush his opponent.
As Bai Chang Zai closed in on him once again, the old Shaman could no longer retreat. Not only did he have to fight against Bai Chang Zai's Divine Clone, he also had to be wary of Su Ming's attack. This caused a ferocious expression to appear on his face, and with a low growl, he knelt down on the ground.
The instant he knelt down, he pressed his bloodied hands against the ground and lifted his head. There was a sinister look in his eyes. He did not kneel down on both legs, but on one. His left leg was stretched straight behind him, and at the same time, it looked incredibly bizarre, it also made him look as if he was using his body to pose like a beast.
Almost at the instant he did this, the boundless forest in the vast land fell into a deathly silence. The leaves did not move, the wind did not move, and all the birds and beasts in the forest seemed to have completely died at that instant.
A ghastly and sinister presence that far surpassed the old man's spread out from all directions abruptly. Along with that sinister and sinister presence was the sound of chewing that could practically be heard even by the ears.
Su Ming's heart trembled. He looked towards the ground, and his expression immediately turned serious. As he spread his divine sense outwards, he sucked in a deep breath. That sinister and sinister presence came from every single tree in the forest, from every single leaf, from every single inch of mud, from every single bird and beast, from every single rotting beast bone buried under the mud. It came from every single corner of the forest.
At that instant, it was as if the entire forest had become one with the old Shaman!
"The totem of the Lizard Shaman Tribe, the sacred beast of the Lizard Shaman Tribe, the great Lizard God, I am your servant, and I summon you … to descend upon this world that belongs to you, to spit out your fury, and to burn the enemies who offend you into the Yellow Springs …" "If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation."
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