Hurry up and come!
Those words stirred up echoes, as if countless people were roaring at the same time. Their voices reverberated through the area. When those voices fell into the ears of those who heard them, they felt as if they could control their minds and stir up an endless amount of fighting spirit within them!
In the blink of an eye, a figure flew up from the mountain on the ground and charged towards the Frozen Sky. The moment he stood on it, a small white dot appeared on the pitch-black sword.
That dot represented life force. Its position would not change. Once it disappeared, it meant that the person had died.
Soon after, people charged up and charged towards Frozen Sky. As more people stood on the sword, the number of white dots increased.
An exuberant fighting spirit burst forth from Freezing Sky Clan twenty days ahead of the scheduled time.
"The battle of Sky Mist and the hunt for the Shamans is the pride of all Berserkers. This is the most important battle in our lives. We might die in this battle, but even if we die, we will die for the Berserkers!
"We might not die, but if we don't die, we will be glorious!" The voice of the old man standing at the tip of the sword reverberated in the air. There was a strange power contained in his voice that made all those who heard it excited.
More figures whizzed out and headed straight for the Ice Sky. There were even some figures that came from the continents of the Heaven Gate. Many of the disciples of the Heaven Gate also stepped on the huge sword.
"We already know that the Shamans have moved out ahead of schedule. We saw the shooting stars from Sky Mist. I can tell you this, that's not bad news. To me, that's the signal for war to start. I can tell you this, I've been waiting for this day … for a hundred years!" the old man roared, and his voice reverberated in the air.
Even more people roared out, rushing towards Frozen Sky, standing on it, leaving behind life force imprints on the sword's body.
"Freezing Sky Clan has been around for less than ten thousand years, but do you know just how many Shamans we've killed during these thousands of years?! I can tell you this, countless, countless!
"Freezing Sky Clan started from a weak clan, and we've used killing Shamans to prove our power. Now, we're one of the only two great clans in the Land of South Morning!
That's because we will definitely win! " The old man's voice reverberated in the air, and more people charged towards them. At that moment, there were already thousands of Freezing Sky Clan disciples standing on the frozen sky.
"One hundred thousand Berserkers are in Freezing Sky! The Berserkers of Freezing Sky … are in Sky Mist!" The old man let out a loud roar that shook the sky.
Su Ming stood on the ninth summit. Even if he knew some things the others did not know, but when he heard the old man's words, an endless amount of fighting spirit rose in his heart, but soon, a glint appeared in his eyes and he recovered.
"What a powerful bewitching power …" Su Ming mumbled. If he did not possess divine sense, it would have been difficult for him to recover from the bewitching state just now.
He sucked in a deep breath and turned his head around to look at Zi Che beside him. Zi Che's fighting spirit was burning fiercely at that moment. It was as if the moment Su Ming gave the order, he would immediately rush out.
"Zi Che, since you chose to join this battle, I will give you your freedom! "You don't need to protect me during this battle …" Su Ming said.
Zi Che was momentarily stunned. He looked at Su Ming and was just about to say something.
"I've already made my decision regarding this! If you follow me, the chances of you being in danger will increase by a lot. You won't be able to control your own actions, and in this battlefield, this sort of thing will easily lead to your death … You're free, "Su Ming stated calmly.
"Yes!" Zi Che remained silent for a moment before he bowed respectfully towards Su Ming.
Su Ming turned his head around and cast one last look at the ninth summit before he turned around abruptly. Just as he was about to take a step towards Frozen Sky, a gust of black mist suddenly manifested behind him. That black mist appeared incredibly suddenly, and before Su Ming could react to it, it surrounded his wrist and turned into a black bracelet!
At the same time, his eldest senior brother's voice echoed in Su Ming's mind.
"Youngest junior brother … the journey to the land of the Shamans will be filled with danger. I will give you this slave … Her name is Fa Zang …"
Su Ming paused and looked at the black bracelet on his arm. His gaze fell on the glacier under the ninth summit. Once he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed towards that direction, he turned into a long arc and charged into the sky.
Zi Che followed behind him. The two of them fused into the long arcs formed by the other people who were heading to Frozen Sky and stepped onto the gigantic sword along with the other people.
The instant he stepped onto the sword, Su Ming immediately felt a wave of power fusing into his body from under his feet before swiftly returning to the sword. Soon after, even if he could not see the Brand of his life force on the sword, he could still clearly feel its existence. He also knew where the Brand of his life force was located on the sword.
As time passed by, more people from Freezing Sky Clan arrived and stepped onto Frozen Sky. When there were about 10,000 people gathered on the gigantic sword, the sword shuddered and slowly rose into the sky.
"Send off our warriors!" An old voice rang out from within the Gate of Heaven. Soon after, countless figures flew out from within the Gate of Heaven. There were also a large number of figures that either flew out from the nine mountains on the ground or stood on the mountains. They all looked at the gigantic sword in the sky and the nearly ten thousand people on it!
These people were packed densely together, and by the looks of it, there were tens of thousands of them.
"First, send off our warriors. May the soul of the God of Berserkers protect the people of Freezing Sky. We will definitely win!" As the old voice echoed in the air, all the people wrapped their fists in their palms and bowed towards the sword in the sky.
The moment they bowed, the near 10,000 people on the sword immediately became excited. They looked at the ground, at the many familiar faces on the ground, at the familiar schools, and fell silent.
"Once again, send off our warriors. May the Progenitors of Freezing Sky protect you and let you return safely!"
Su Ming stood at the edge of the sword with Zi Che by his side. Besides Zi Che, Su Ming did not know the other people beside him. He looked at the ground, at the ninth summit, and could vaguely see his Master standing at the top of the mountain. He also saw Hu Zi, who was drinking and waving at him at the mountainside. He also saw his second senior brother smiling gently under the sunlight.
He also saw Han Cang Zi. She was looking at him from the seventh summit.
Han Fei Zi from the third summit was also looking at him with a freezing aura spreading out from her entire body.
Then, a gaze attracted Su Ming's attention. When he lifted his head, he saw a woman in white looking at him from one of the continents in Heaven Gate.
"One last bow. You are the warriors of Freezing Sky. In this battle, you will wash the land of the Shamans with blood!" The old voice's low growl echoed in the air, stirring up almost all the people on the sword to shout.
"Wash the land of the Shamans with blood!"
"Wash the land of the Shamans with blood!"
The voices echoed in Su Ming's ears. He stood there silently and closed his eyes.
The moment he closed his eyes, the Frozen Sky Sword under his feet shuddered once again and slowly changed the direction of the tip of the sword. As the remaining people of Freezing Sky Clan and the person on the sword roared at the same time, the sword charged towards Sky Mist City.
The instant it charged out, a screen of light surrounded the sword and turned into an oval shield of light. It stirred up a piercing sound, and with a bang, it charged into the distance.
It traveled so quickly that in the blink of an eye, Freezing Sky Clan could no longer be seen. The ground underneath was no longer covered in silver snow, but was instead covered in green.
Su Ming opened his eyes. He could clearly feel that the speed of Frozen Sky Sword could almost compare to his speed after he removed most of the ice hoops. Although if Su Ming removed all the ice hoops, he had the confidence that he could surpass the sword in a short distance, but if the distance was just a little further, Su Ming's body would immediately be unable to withstand it, and he would not be able to compare to the sword.
After all, this was one of Freezing Sky Clan's priceless treasures. With its speed, they would only need a few days to reach Sky Mist City.
"Are you afraid?!" Once they left Freezing Sky Clan and the 100,000 feet sword charged forward, the old man standing at the tip of the sword turned his head around and laughed.
"No!" Someone immediately shouted from the near 10,000 people on the sword.
"That's a lie. The Shamans are brutal. It's fine if you're afraid, but once you chop off the heads of those Shamans, you'll realize that you're not the only one who's afraid. Darn it, they're also afraid of you!" The old man's laughter was hearty, and the bewitching tone from before was no longer there.
"Also, we have quite a lot of people on our side. There might only be near 10,000 people on the sword, but those bastards from Western Sea Clan will also send near 10,000 people to participate in this. All the tribes in the land of Berserkers will also be sent to Sky Mist City during this period of time!
"At that time, we'll have a lot of people! This is what a great war is! This is the great war that happens once every century!
If you don't die in this war, then you'll go through training and become powerful Berserkers! "The old man's laughter reverberated in the air and spread through the entire 100,000 feet sword.
"Now, sit down and meditate. Make sure that you're at the peak of your condition. We'll need four days to reach Sky Mist City!" As the old man's voice rang out, many people chose to sit down cross-legged on the seemingly endless sword and wait for four days before stepping into Heavenly Mist City.
Su Ming remained silent. He sat down cross-legged. He was at the edge of the sword, and before him was the vast sky. He could see a screen of light covering the sky, and behind it was a blue sky with clouds tumbling about.
"What are you looking at?" A delicate voice came from behind Su Ming. He did not turn his head back, because the person who spoke was sitting right beside him.
"Let's see how big the Land of South Morning is …" Su Ming said softly and turned his head sideways to look at Tian Lan Meng beside him.
Tian Lan Meng's face was still pale. She looked towards the sky beyond the sword, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"What do the ten shooting stars represent?" Su Ming suddenly asked.
"It's nothing. Don't ask." Tian Lan Meng was silent for a long while before she shook her head.
"Then what does the Catastrophe of the Eastern Wastelands mean?" Su Ming looked at Tian Lan Meng and asked.
Tian Lan Meng shuddered. She turned her head around and shock appeared in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Su Ming.
Two days, eight chapters! I can't write anymore …
The war is about to start, the wind is blowing, please get monthly votes! Also, can anyone guess what the Catastrophe of the Eastern Wastelands means? This is a very interesting setting. No one should be able to guess it. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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