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Chapter 312

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No one could hear Tian Xie Zi's voice. It was the voice of a divine thought. Only those who had a certain level of cultivation would be able to notice it. It was just like how only a limited number of people in the tribe could hear it.

Once the old man was punished for nearly killing Su Ming because he wanted to injure him, not a single divine thought came out from the dozen something ships. It was dead silent.

Within the ordinary tent guarded by the men in black robes was the young man with the black dragon embroidered on his robes. A strange light appeared in his eyes, and his breathing quickened.

"Tian Xie Zi?"

"It's him …" The old man opposite the young man smiled wryly and nodded.

"If I could use such a powerful Berserker …" When the young man said those words, he shook his head and took a big swig from his wine cup.

"Second Young Master, don't think about it anymore. It's impossible … As one of the three great Berserkers in the Land of South Morning, he will definitely not join the fight between the big tribes.

"Besides Western Sea Clan's Guru Li Long, there are very few people who know about the other two, and even if they do, they won't tell anyone about them.

"Because these powerful Berserkers have the right to choose how they want to live. Take senior Tian Xie Zi for example. He's strange and sometimes crazy. There are less than ten people in Freezing Sky Clan who know about him. Even in the Great Tribe of Freezing Sky, only those with the blood of the Elder like you can know about this secret once they reach adulthood. That's why there are plenty of disciples and outsiders who have their own guesses, but most of them are negative … We wouldn't dare reveal his identity, or else once he leaves Freezing Sky Clan, it'll be difficult to invite him back," the old man said with a bitter smile.

"Even his disciples don't know about it?" The young man was surprised.

"Besides … him from Nine Li Tribe, the other disciples shouldn't know about this," the old man said softly after a moment of hesitation.

A glint appeared in the young man's eyes. After a moment of pensive silence, he looked at the old man.

"Invite this person called Su Ming to join Western Sea Clan's secret meeting after the auction … I'll pay for whatever he likes."

"That's … If your brother knows about this …"

"I'm just making friends. I sincerely want to be friends with Su Ming. I'm not asking for any help from him. Are there people who can stop me from making friends?" The young man smiled faintly, but a freezing glare appeared in his eyes as he looked at the old man.

The old man was silent for a moment before he nodded.

"When I was a child, I heard that thousands of years ago, three powerful warriors fought against the Grand Duke of the Shaman Tribe. That battle …" the young man mumbled, and there was a look of fascination in his eyes.

At that moment, the windstorm continued howling in the snow plains, and it was growing stronger with each passing moment. Su Ming, who was at the center of the storm, could clearly feel his presence becoming stronger.

"Wind and snow …" Su Ming mumbled. The instant he said those two words, an endless amount of snow appeared in the sky around Dark Mountain, the tribe, and the blood moon!

The snow and the snow that originally existed in this world seemed to have fused together. It was impossible to distinguish one from the other. After the perfect fusion, what appeared in the sky was a picture of the wind and snow of the Blood Moon and Dark Mountain!

The moment the picture appeared, Su Ming lifted his head and let out a long howl. The presence in his body increased exponentially and the blood in his body started circulating rapidly. The power of Transcendence rose swiftly in a shocking manner.

As it rose, cracking sounds came from within Su Ming's body. It was as if his flesh and blood were being squeezed together, as if his bones were rubbing against each other. When the power of Transcendence increased, eventually, a violent bang rang out in Su Ming's head.

The moment that bang echoed in his head, Su Ming's level of cultivation reached a breakthrough from the middle stage of the Transcendence Realm and moved into the later stage of the Transcendence Realm!

Almost the instant he moved into the later stage of the Transcendence Realm, the picture of the wind and snow of the Blood Moon and Dark Mountain in the sky charged towards Su Ming like a picture screen that had been swept into the windstorm. As it distorted, it charged towards Su Ming along with the windstorm!

The Mountain Mark was on his face, the red moon was in his eyes, the tribe was on his chest, and the marks of snow were flying all over his body!

Su Ming's level of cultivation increased exponentially once again at that moment. The Bone of Sacrifice he had obtained from Han Mountain's ancestor in the past was rapidly melting and exuding a power that belonged to the Berserker Tribe. It turned into Su Ming's power of Transcendence and fused with his Qi. As his heart thumped powerfully against his chest, that power spread to every corner of his body.

Once his Berserker Mark was completed, Su Ming's body went through a drastic change. As he became stronger, he still retained his original body shape. His level of cultivation continued rising, and from the later stage of the Transcendence Realm, he reached the peak of the later stage. He was only one step away from attaining great completion in the Transcendence Realm!

Su Ming had a strong feeling that if he took this step and attained great completion in the Transcendence Realm, then he would be able to reach the Realm that belonged to the powerful – the Bone Sacrifice Realm!

He would refine a piece of his spine into a true Berserker Bone, a Berserker Bone that only belonged to the Ancients of Berserkers, a Berserker Bone that had returned to their ancestors! Only by refining this bone could he be considered to have reached the Bone Sacrifice Realm!

If there came a day when he could turn all the bones in his body into those of the Ancients of Berserkers, then the power of his physical body would not be able to split the sky and earth, nor would it be able to pluck the sun, moon, and stars, but it would be enough for him to command the wind and clouds!

If he could take another step forward and reach the Berserker Soul Realm after attaining great completion in the Bone Sacrifice Realm, then he could be considered one of the truly powerful Berserkers in the Berserker Tribe!

The road ahead was long, but Su Ming had a desire!

Su Ming opened his eyes. The Berserker Marks on his entire body shone brightly, but there was a hint of regret hidden within his eyes.

He had tried, but he was still a little bit away from attaining great completion in the Transcendence Realm. He could not take that step forward, and could only continue accumulating power endlessly in the later stage of the Transcendence Realm.

'I know what I'm lacking …' Su Ming stood up quietly. The moment he did so, the windstorm around him disappeared. The world returned to its original state, and snow continued falling from the sky.

This time, Su Ming did not rely on his puppet beast to stand up, but on his real legs. As his level of cultivation increased, the strength of his physical body also increased exponentially. The sixteen ice hoops could no longer restrain him.

'My Berserker Mark lacks life … I can't draw the people from the past in that empty tribe. I need a xun song from my memories to surround my Berserker Mark and bring me … home …' Su Ming closed his eyes. In his head, he remembered the peaceful tribe that Tian Xie Zi had brought him to, along with the old xun maker, the blind man who could not see light in that tribe.

"I should find some time … to retrieve my xun," Su Ming mumbled. He patted off the snow on his body and walked towards Western Sea Clan's tribe in the distance.

Zi Che was charging towards him from several thousands of feet away. When he saw Su Ming, the anxiety on his face eased up. As Su Ming smiled and nodded at him, he followed behind him and walked slowly with him.

When the two of them arrived beside the tribe and entered, almost all the people in the tribe stood outside their own tents and looked towards Su Ming.

They did not say anything, neither did much. However, when their gazes fell on Su Ming, all of them lowered their heads. Su Ming walked past them calmly and did not stop. He walked to his tent, bent his back, and walked in.

The night passed by. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the moment Su Ming walked into his tent, the sun rose in the distance …

A new day arrived. Wind blew through the land, sweeping up snow and sweeping it through the tribe. This day would be the first day of the auction held by Western Sea Clan!

After resting for two hours in his tent, Chang Yi went to Su Ming's lodgings with a rather courteous but complicated look on his face. He personally led the way for Su Ming to the auction hall.

Chang Yi walked beside Su Ming and wrapped his fist in his palm to salute him. "Congratulations, brother Su. You've improved even more. Even if I'm only in the initial stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm, I still feel a little pressured when I face you."

Su Ming smiled faintly and wrapped his fist in his palm in reply. He did not explain too much.

Zi Che followed behind him in silence. However, he would occasionally look around him, hiding his cautious gaze.

The three of them soon arrived at the eastern side of the tribe. There was a gigantic building there. That building was in the shape of a ring and looked incredibly majestic. It could fit thousands of people inside.

Right at the center of the building was a circular platform. That was the place to bring out the items to be auctioned. Besides the top floor, which was divided into a few individual rooms, the rest of the platforms were filled with tables and chairs. They surrounded the area, and there were already quite a number of people sitting there, waiting for the auction to start.

The place was bustling with noise. Occasionally, people would arrive, and occasionally, people would move their seats to look for people they were close to to talk to. There were also quite a number of Western Sea Clan disciples patrolling the area, looking at all the newcomers coldly.

"The auction is about to start. Brother Su, please come to the ninth room at the top floor. It's reserved for you by Sect Elder Bi Zong Hai," Chang Yi said respectfully. His respect was not only due to Su Ming's improvement in power and the pressure he brought to him, but also due to the news he had received that morning.

Sect Elder Hai had reserved one of the rooms at the top floor for Su Ming to go to.

After all, there were not many rooms at the top floor to begin with. They were all prepared for powerful Berserkers in the Berserker Soul Realm. A normal person would not be able to enter! Besides, the rooms at the top floor were already full. The ninth room was an extra room that had been added early this morning.

Adding a new room just for one person was something Chang Yi could not imagine. He might be from a different clan from Su Ming, but he still became even more polite and respectful towards him.

A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He did not refuse and nodded his head. Under Chang Yi's lead, he went to the top floor and entered the ninth room.

Once he entered the room, Su Ming saw an incredibly beautiful woman with an incredibly alluring body and curvaceous body. She stood up from the chair by the side and smiled at him. That smile was filled with a unique charm, and it was filled with a unique charm.

"I am Zi Shan. My Master, Hai Yun Lai. I have received orders from my Master to explain the items for auction to you, brother Su."

A barely noticeable frown appeared between Su Ming's brows. He did not know what happened last night, but he could tell that there was something strange about this person named Hai. He had reserved a room for him alone and even arranged for a disciple to explain and serve him. With his status as a Sect Elder of Western Sea Clan, this sort of action would be hard to understand. If he did not have a motive, then he must have a request.

A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes as he asked languidly, "Is that all?"



The third watch, and … er, that's all. (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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