At the same time, ten shooting stars appeared in Western Sea Clan. These shooting stars that came from Sky Mist City told Freezing Sky Clan and Western Sea Clan that they had to prepare themselves for the worst.
During the final night before the battle was brought forward, compared to the silence in the mountains, the sky within Freezing Sky Clan was filled with booming sounds. Those booming sounds came from the movement of the nine continents in Heaven Gate.
To many people, this was a sleepless night. When the sky outside became slightly brighter and the first rays of sunlight appeared in the morning, many people wanted to leave this land and head towards Sky Mist …
Perhaps what awaited them would be glory, or perhaps they would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, or perhaps … they would die in a foreign land.
That night, they could not sleep. Even if they were training, there were still quite a number of people who found it hard to calm their hearts. Some of them stared at the night sky in a daze, some polished their enchanted Vessels, some held their family's belongings and prayed.
The rumbling sounds continued to come from outside. The movement of the Gate of Heaven and the dislocation of the nine continents gradually formed a dispersing pattern. In the middle of the pattern, there was a distortion in the dark night. Occasionally, there would be lightning flowing through it, as if it had formed a mirror. The main killing treasure of the three great treasures would slowly descend from it.
Su Ming walked out of his cave abode at midnight. The booming sounds by his ears grew stronger. In fact, when he lifted his head, he could vaguely see the shape of Heaven Gate's nine continents in the night sky. He could see an indistinct object swimming in the middle of the lightning arcs, and it looked as if it had come from another world.
Su Ming stood there for a long time. His shadow under the moonlight was filled with a strange air. He averted his gaze, turned around, and walked towards the top of the mountain. As he stepped on the ninth summit's ice, a reluctance to part appeared in his eyes.
He knew that he did not know when he would be able to return after leaving the next morning. Perhaps … he would not be able to return at all, but there were certain things he had to do.
Only in war could he grow quickly. If he did not dare move forward because of fear, then how could he find his way home? His way home would be much more difficult than this war.
However, Su Ming still could not bear to part with the ninth summit.
He could not bear to part with a single blade of grass and a single tree, could not bear to part with Hu Zi's snores, could not bear to part with his second senior brother's smile, could not bear to part with his eldest senior brother's silent care, and could not bear to part with his Master's occasional crazed actions.
He cherished all of this.
What he could not bear to part with was the feeling he had when he was in the ninth summit. It was a warm feeling. Even if the weather in this place was cold, the warmth that came from his heart in the midst of the cold made him valued and protected.
He really wanted to stay here for the rest of his life. He didn't want to think about everything in Wushan. He didn't want to think about the deep meaning of the word "fate". He didn't want to think about the countless years that had passed in the crack. He didn't want to think about the cold gaze and the disappointed words.
He really wanted to give up on all these mysteries and stop thinking about them. He wanted to stay in the ninth summit and spend the rest of his life there.
However, Su Ming could not accept it. He could not forget Dark Mountain. He could not forget everything.
Su Ming remained silent as he walked up the ninth summit. When he reached the top, he looked at the dust-covered hall and wrapped his fist in his palm to bow towards it.
"I, Su Ming, would like to see Master."
His voice echoed out, but it was drowned out by the rumbling in the sky, carried away by the cold wind that blew in from all directions, as if it couldn't exist in this place.
Su Ming bowed down and did not move.
Time trickled by. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a sigh came from beside Su Ming.
"Your third senior brother isn't going back, your second senior brother isn't going back, and your eldest senior brother isn't going back either … Do you really want to go?" Along with the voice came Tian Xie Zi, who was dressed in a long blue robe.
Su Ming lifted his body and turned his head around to look at Tian Xie Zi. There was uncertainty on his face, but it soon turned into determination.
"I want to go. If I don't even dare to step into the land of the Shamans and keep waiting for my power to increase, then there will come a day when I won't dare to walk out of the Land of South Morning even if I reach the Berserker Soul Realm.
"Because Master, you said before that even powerful Berserkers in the Berserker Soul Realm will face great danger if they want to leave the Land of South Morning …"
The blue-robed Tian Xie Zi looked at his disciple before him. After a moment of silence, a melancholic look appeared on his face.
"This battle is different from the ones before … Perhaps you made the right choice. You can't avoid this battle … Oh well, if you want to go, then go. Perhaps I and your senior brothers will meet you there." Tian Xie Zi shook his head and sighed.
Su Ming hesitated for a moment before he asked in a low voice, "Master, just what happened?"
"Didn't you hear some of it?" Tian Xie Zi cast Su Ming a glance.
Su Ming paused for a moment before he answered slowly, "Not all of it."
"Then that's enough. Knowing too much isn't always a good thing." Tian Xie Zi remained silent for a moment before he looked at the dark sky with a complicated look on his face. He lifted his right hand and seized at the air. Immediately, a wooden slip appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Su Ming.
"You've come to find me because of the old xun maker I took you to see. This is the address of his tribe. Take this item and travel through the Frigid Ice Sky for three nights. Then you can leave with this item. That location is the closest to where he is." Tian Xie Zi cast Su Ming a deep look, then lifted his head to pat Su Ming's head with a kindly look on his face.
"Walk down your own path. Just like how I proved to your Grandmaster that I was right all those years ago, prove that your path is more correct than mine." Tian Xie Zi walked past Su Ming and into the air before he gradually disappeared.
Su Ming stood there and remained silent for a long time. Then, he bowed towards the dusty hall and walked down the stairs to his cave abode.
He looked at his surroundings in the cave abode. He did not meditate, but looked at everything around him. That familiar, familiar, familiar …
When dawn arrived, before the sun even broke the horizon, Su Ming packed his things. He did not take anything from the cave abode and left the place as it was. He believed that he would return to this place a few years later.
Because this place was also his home …
Once he walked out of the cave abode, Su Ming suddenly lifted his right hand and pressed it against the ice wall beside him. He dug out an ice block and put it into his storage bag.
'This is the sign of the ninth summit …' Su Ming stood on the platform and looked at the dark sky. He looked at Heaven Gate. There was a gigantic object that was mostly revealed, but the area around it was distorted and indistinct. He could not see it clearly.
Su Ming sucked in a deep breath of the ninth summit's air and walked down the mountain stairs. When the sky started to brighten up, he arrived outside Hu Zi's cave abode. Snores came from within. A smile appeared on Su Ming's face and he stepped into Hu Zi's cave abode.
Hu Zi was sprawled on the ground, snoring loudly. Drool flowed down the corners of his mouth and turned into a puddle on the ground. There were a lot of wine gourds by his side, and some of them had fallen to the side.
Su Ming looked at Hu Zi for a long time before he brought out a gourd filled with wine and left.
The sky was slightly brighter, but the ground was still dark. Su Ming saw his second senior brother moving about like a ghost in the mountain. His footsteps faltered for a moment, and the moment he stopped, his second senior brother floated towards him in the darkness. He stopped before Su Ming and looked at him.
"Second senior brother …" Su Ming whispered softly.
"Youngest junior brother, I suspect that the Shamans are the ones who steal my plants every night. Once you get there, remember to help me find out who did it," second senior brother said sternly.
Su Ming was momentarily stunned before he smiled wryly and nodded his head.
"Take this and take care …" Second senior brother exuded a chilling presence in the middle of the night. He took a few steps forward and placed something in Su Ming's hand before he floated past him.
Su Ming lowered his head and looked at his palm. There was a small black blade of grass there that was shining with a dark light.
"This thing grows with my Phantom Aura. It can turn into Phantom Fog no matter where you place it … When you're tired, you can sleep in it without worry." Second senior brother's chilling voice traveled into his ears from the distance, but Su Ming did not feel cold. There was warmth in his heart.
Dawn gradually arrived without his knowledge. The sky was bright and the darkness on the ground was chased away. Quite a number of people walked out of their cave abodes from the nine summits and lifted their heads to look at the sky.
In the sky, the nine continents of the Heaven Gate formed a ring, and within the ring, there was a net of lightning. Within the net, there was an object that was a thousand feet long.
It was entirely black and had sharp edges. It looked like a gigantic sword!
The part of the sword that was revealed was 1,000 feet long, and its width was 100 feet. It looked like the peak of a mountain! There were also complicated symbols flashing on the surface of the sword. Every single time they flashed, a great pressure would descend on the ground.
Booming sounds continued reverberating in the air. Su Ming saw the sword-like object rapidly moving through the net, and as it did so, the booming sounds became even stronger.
After a moment, the sun's rays shone on the ground with a piercing light. The sky trembled, and the sword-like object abruptly revealed itself from within Heaven Gate's net.
It was a black sword with a length of more than 1,000 feet and a width of 100 feet. It floated in the air and exuded a shocking killing intent. If that was all there was to it, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, the moment the sword appeared, it began to rapidly expand. In the blink of an eye, it formed a giant shadow on the ground in a shocking manner!
That object grew a hundred times larger and turned into a gigantic object that was 100,000 feet tall and nearly 10,000 feet wide. It floated in the sky like a gigantic mountain!
It looked like a sword, but if anyone took a closer look, they would find that it was a ship!
The gigantic shadow on the ground practically enveloped the nine summits. As the object appeared, a powerful pressure filled the hearts of all those who lifted their heads to look at it.
"I am Jing Chengrong. I will be leading the team this time!" Nine people flew out from the continents of Heaven Gate. All of them were dressed in white. Eight of them sat cross-legged at different corners of the sword. Only one person stood at the tip of the sword and swept his gaze across the land as he spoke languidly.
"Those who fight, step onto Frozen Sky! Once you arrive, you will be branded. If you die in battle, the brand will disappear! "All of you from Freezing Sky Clan, hurry up and join the Shaman Hunt!"
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