Just at this moment, the stone bowl suddenly collapsed, and the small amount of blood inside also dissipated. The old man's body trembled and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood. With a bang, he was sent flying by an invisible force and slammed into the wall.
It was also at that moment that the door to the top floor of the tower was pushed open. Phantom Dais' Elder walked in with a dark look on his face, but when he saw the mess in the place, he could not help but be stunned.
"How could this be..? This … This is …" The old man who fell against the wall had a bewildered look on his face. There was fear in his eyes as he mumbled nonstop.
"What happened?!" Phantom Dais' Elder walked over and helped the bewildered old man up before he immediately asked.
"I'm searching for the next Phantom Equal … My ritual wasn't wrong, and I did indeed see it … But … But what I saw was …" The old man shuddered and lifted his head swiftly to grab Phantom Dais' Elder's shoulder. As his breathing quickened, he was no longer bewildered, but clear-headed.
"I understand now! Remember this. Don't provoke that person called Su Ming. Absolutely, absolutely do not provoke that person … I saw something I shouldn't have seen. I saw it … "The old man held onto Phantom Dais' Elder tightly and his breathing quickened as he spoke with great difficulty.
"I can't tell you what I saw, but you must remember this. Don't … provoke … him … He … He is …" The old man's body started convulsing and he pushed away the stunned Phantom Dais' Elder. He tightened his grip around his own neck and madness appeared in his eyes.
A presence that made Phantom Dais' Elder tremble gathered in the house. The strength of that presence made Phantom Dais' Elder's skin crawl. He could not move his body, and his pupils shrank. Everything he saw before him surpassed his knowledge and imagination, causing him to seem as if he had forgotten to breathe.
He saw that there was a semi-transparent hand before the old Gui Fang. That hand was firmly gripping the Gui Fang's neck and lifting him up from the ground. Gradually, as the Gui Fang struggled, he seemed to have lost all his cultivation. He was like an ordinary old man, and he could not resist at all.
However, Mo Shan knew that he was not the strongest person in Phantom Dais Tribe. The true strongest person was the Phantom Equal! Even though the Gui Fang was already in his twilight years, to be slowly killed like a mortal, the cultivation required was something Mo Shan could not imagine.
His mind trembled as he stared blankly at what was happening. Slowly, he saw a translucent man wearing an Emperor's robe appear in front of the Phantom Equal. The man's appearance did not cause the wind to rise or the clouds to surge, nor did it cause the sky to change colors. However, a suffocating terror washed over Mo Shan.
At this moment, he was like an ant, and this translucent man wearing an emperor's robe and crown could crush him with just a glance.
Only a few breaths of time had passed, but to Mo Shan, these few breaths of time felt like an eternity. He watched the translucent figure snap the Phantom Equal's neck. After the figure let go, it seemed to look at him.
This gaze caused Mo Shan's mind to rumble, and his vision to go blank. He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he came to his senses, the house was completely silent. There was not a single sound. Only the corpse on the ground that had already turned stiff seemed to tell the truth of what had happened.
Mo Shan trembled as he looked at the Phantom Equal's corpse. The Phantom Equal's final words echoed in his head.
"I saw something I shouldn't have seen … Remember this. Do not ever provoke that person called Su Ming … Do not … provoke him …"
Phantom Dais' Elder, Mo Shan, shuddered and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He knew that he would never be able to forget the moment before the Phantom Equal died and the gaze the semi-transparent figure with the crown had directed towards him.
'What did he see..? Who is he..?' The two of them represented two different people. Mo Shan fell silent.
In his silence, he did not notice that there was a light breeze blowing past the tall tower in Phantom Dais City under the snow plains … That wind came from Freezing Sky.
There were very few rumors in the world that did not spread, and there were also very few rumors that did not spread. The matter of the ninth summit moving out together and charging into Northern Frontier Tribe gradually spread out within a short period of time.
Some people were shocked, some were angry, some did not believe it, and some laughed at it.
Yet no matter what, there was one more rumor among the many rumors about the ninth summit over the years. Their lives were still the same. Eldest senior brother isolated himself in isolation, second senior brother planted his plants. During the day, he would let the sun shine on the side of his face and smile gently, and at night, he would be like a ghost searching for the darkness of the night.
As for Hu Zi, with the ten thousand pots of wine, he was so happy that he could only grin like an idiot and lead a befuddled life. In fact, it had been a few days since he last did his favorite act of peeping.
As for Su Ming, he was still copying the second Style of the Extreme Speed Art. He controlled the Divine General Armor and refined his body, making the final preparations for Sky Mist Shaman Hunt.
Zi Che's injuries had already turned for the better. As for Zhuo Ge, Su Ming had Zi Che send his head to the first summit, to Si Ma Xin's cave abode.
In truth, Su Ming still had a question in his mind. That question was not directed towards Si Ma Xin, but towards his second senior brother. However, he did not ask. Perhaps his second senior brother had his own secrets and could not help Zi Che heal his injuries beforehand.
Bai Su did not search for Su Ming for half a month after she returned, which was a rare sight. It was as if she had run into something that she was hesitating about and needed some time to think about it clearly.
When she returned half a month later, Su Ming saw even more of Bai Ling's marks on her body.
Bai Su returned to her usual unruly and willful personality. Sometimes, she would want to tease Su Ming, but every single time, the price she would have to pay was to hang upside down in midair, something she was already used to doing.
Time passed by slowly like that, and there were less than two months left until the Sky Mist Shaman Hunt! During the final two months, even Su Ming, who did not leave the mountain, could feel an oppressive feeling enveloping Freezing Sky Clan. It was like the silence before the storm.
On this day, when Zi Che returned, he brought an invitation to Su Ming.
That invitation was given to him by an auction organized by the largest square nearby. The auction this time would be the largest one held within the territory of Freezing Sky Clan before the war!
The organizer was not from the Great Tribe of Freezing Sky, but Western Sea Clan! This was a tradition, a tradition that would only appear during the great war that occurred once a century. It was just like how there were quite a number of people in Western Sea Clan who would also receive invitations to a large scale auction organized by Freezing Sky Clan nearby.
Su Ming was originally not too interested in this sort of auction, until he saw an item that made his heart pound in excitement among the items listed on the invitation!
It was a complete cauldron used to create medicinal pills!
"There are 2,000 words in this chapter. I really can't write anymore. I'm so dizzy that I'm muddled, but I've finished four chapters. Even if I'm short of 1,000 words, I've still finished four chapters. I've done my best.
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