Just as Su Ming's balls of lightning and small virescent sword were reduced by the masked Shaman's Shaman Art that looked like a ferocious beast and contained the Battle Shaman's unique Spell, the male Shaman finally recovered from the Qi raging in his body after fighting against Han Mountain Bell.
At that moment, he charged forward and crashed into the balls of lightning. The balls of lightning were destroyed, and when they crashed into the small virescent sword, the dull sword was immediately sent flying away. The male Shaman seemed to have turned into a violent gust of wind that charged towards Su Ming. The instant he closed in, he clenched his fist once again and hurled a punch forward.
Su Ming immediately retreated and used his speed to dodge the incoming punch. When he did so, he lifted his right hand and pointed three of his fingers at the sky before he drew a line downwards.
Execution of Three Evils!
This was the Dark Mountain Art that Su Ming had never used ever since he came to the Land of South Morning. This was the first time he executed it in this battlefield. As the level of cultivation of a person increased, the might of the Execution of Three Evils would also be different.
At that moment, the moment the Execution of Three Evils of Heaven, Earth, and Man was executed, most of the vengeful spirits bound by the murderous aura around the man dissipated with shrill screams. At the same time, the male Shaman shuddered, but he managed to withstand it. He turned around and swung his right arm. A piercing whistle that sliced through the air reverberated in the air as he charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming retreated once again, using his extreme speed to avoid the attack. Once he appeared in another direction, he bit the tip of his tongue and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Once that blood appeared, it instantly started burning and turned into a sea of fire that enveloped the man.
Yet the moment the sea of fire enveloped him, a gigantic fist shot out from within and rammed straight towards Su Ming's chest.
Su Ming activated his extreme speed once again and managed to avoid it.
"I'd like to see just how many times you can use this speed!" The male Shaman in the sea of fire laughed coldly and spun around, stirring up a violent gust of wind that extinguished the flames around him. He then walked towards Su Ming.
The male Shaman did not have a lot of divine abilities, but his physical body was simply too strong, causing Su Ming to have to dodge, or else once his attacks landed on his body, he would have a hard time withstanding them.
As he retreated, Han Mountain Bell crashed down on the male Shaman in midair once again. A hint of madness appeared in the male Shaman's eyes under the mask. Even though he knew of Han Mountain Bell's might, he still did not dodge. As he walked towards Su Ming, Han Mountain Bell crashed down with a bang and crashed into his body.
However, in the midst of the booming sounds, the man's body only paused for a moment before he lifted his foot and continued walking forward.
Su Ming's expression changed. With his mind, he lifted Han Mountain Bell once again, but at that moment, the male Shaman suddenly let out that beast roar filled with a strange power once again.
Under that roar, Su Ming's heart trembled and he could not control his emotions, causing the momentum of Han Mountain Bell crashing down to slow down. At the same time, the male Shaman closed in on Su Ming and hurled his fist at him.
'Damn it!' Su Ming could not control his mind. That beast roar was too strange. It was like a mighty pressure coming from a life form. It was like a roar from a mortal enemy, and it could make anyone's heart tremble.
Su Ming was just about to activate his speed to avoid the punch when the male Shaman increased his speed abruptly. Once his fist landed, it did not land before Su Ming, but on the other side.
However, once the punch landed, it stirred up a large amount of ripples and distortions in the air, causing Su Ming's speed to instantly slow down. At the same time, the male Shaman used the chance to charge towards Su Ming. The instant he closed in on Su Ming, Su Ming could not dodge in time, and he could even hear the male Shaman's ferocious laughter. The man did not use his fists or legs, but instead used his head. Once he closed in on Su Ming, he rammed his head against Su Ming's forehead.
With a bang, Su Ming's vision turned chaotic. A nauseating feeling instantly rose within him, and a booming sound rang out in his head. As his body tumbled backwards, the male Shaman licked his lips under the mask and rushed forward. This time, killing intent appeared in his eyes. He turned his right hand into a claw and swiped at Su Ming's chest.
He wanted to rip out Su Ming's heart!
Blood trickled down from Su Ming's forehead. That blood flowed into his eyes, making it seem as if the entire world had turned red. He could not see the male Shaman's attack clearly, but he could feel a wave of killing intent charging towards him.
In that moment of danger, Su Ming let out a low growl. As he retreated, Han Mountain Bell immediately shrank and charged towards him. Once it closed in on him, it fused into his body. The instant the male Shaman's claw closed in on him, Han Mountain Bell was released to protect him.
A loud bang rang in the air, and bell chimes reverberated in the air. Su Ming staggered backwards. The numbness brought by the bell chimes traveled through his body, but before he could retreat too far, the male Shaman closed in on him once again and continued ramming his fist into him.
"You're a Berserker Child who only knows how to dodge and be protected. You're not fit to be a Warrior and act as you please in this battlefield." The male Shaman's voice rang out, and disdain appeared in his eyes. He might not have been able to injure Su Ming physically, but the bell chimes reverberating in the air and the chaos caused by the impact on Su Ming's head caused blood to continuously flow out of Su Ming's mouth.
Once the male Shaman threw out a few punches, he froze and spun around before kicking Han Mountain Bell. The moment he did so, it was as if the tail of a ferocious beast had lashed out. Once it landed on Han Mountain Bell, it stirred up a boom that far surpassed all the previous booms.
In the midst of that boom, Su Ming coughed out a huge mouthful of blood in Han Mountain Bell. His body tumbled backwards and was sent flying several thousands of feet away before he landed on the ground with a bang.
When he landed on the ground, Han Mountain Bell shrank back into his body, causing Su Ming to no longer have any form of protection … besides the black bracelet on his wrist.
His eldest senior brother had given this female slave to him. When Su Ming was fighting against the male Shaman, he had been preventing her from appearing. Once she appeared and they worked together, it would not be too difficult for him to kill the male Shaman. However, even if Su Ming managed to obtain the mask, it would not completely belong to him.
With this sort of mask, even if he became a Hunter, unless he relied on someone else forever, then once he lost the female slave, what awaited him would still be the weakness of not having been refined.
His eldest senior brother had only given him the bracelet to protect Su Ming's life during times of danger, not to make him rely on it. This was something Su Ming understood.
Blood trickled down the corners of Su Ming's mouth. His eyes were slightly unfocused, but his injuries were not that serious. After all, he was in Han Mountain Bell. He had only become numb.
His true injury was his mind. The trembling of his mind when the male Shaman roared was something Su Ming could not control. He had never expected that he … would be so weak.
'Am I afraid..?' Su Ming's vision became clouded. He could not see the male Shaman walking towards him from thousands of feet away. He could not see the black bracelet on his wrist turning into wisps of smoke that could shoot out at any moment.
'But what am I afraid of..?' Anguish appeared on Su Ming's face. This battle had made him seem to have grown a lot in an instant.
'Yes, I'm afraid of death … I'm afraid that once I die, I won't be able to find my home. I'm afraid that once I die, all the mysteries will disappear. I'm afraid that once I die … I won't be able to open my eyes.'
Su Ming's vision became increasingly clouded. His consciousness started fading away. Due to the strangeness of the beast's roar, his mind felt as if it had been forcefully suppressed. This was something he did not want, but it was difficult for him to control.
"What … should I do..?" Su Ming mumbled. In his daze, all the sounds in his ears disappeared. The scene before his eyes was that of the sky filled with tumbling green fog.
Gradually, the green fog disappeared. What replaced it was a night of wind and snow. In a quiet village, there was a house with candlelight shining through.
The elder held a large bamboo slip in his hands. He sat by the side and rested his chin on his palms.
"Dark Mountain Tribe's ancestor did not have a smooth journey. He went through a lot of hardships before he managed to form the great Dark Mountain Tribe. Let's not talk about the division of Dark Mountain Tribe, let's talk about our ancestor alone.
"He went through a lot of hardships and left behind many legends. His descendants carved them on bamboo slips to encourage their descendants. These are all things you need to remember. Now, let me test you. Dark Mountain Tribe's ancestor came to Dark Mountain alone. Who did he fight against?"
"He ran into a Mountain Spirit Beast. Our ancestor wanted to build a tribe here, but he was not allowed to. That's why he fought." Su Ming rested his chin on his palms and yawned lazily.
"Go on." The elder smiled faintly.
"What else is there to say? We just encountered a huge beast, and we fought halfway up the mountain. That beast seemed very powerful, and the aura it exhaled could make people involuntarily feel fear. On the cliff halfway up the mountain, the ancestor had a difficult battle with that beast, and in the end, he won."
"Oh? What did you see from this rumor? "the elder asked with a smile.
"Only the brave will emerge victorious. Elder, you've said this a few times before. I know, I know."
"Alright, I'll take it that you know. Perhaps one day in the future, you'll truly understand the meaning behind these words and understand how our ancestor felt at that time …"
As he lay on the battlefield in the land of the Shamans outside Sky Mist City, Su Ming felt as if he had returned to that snowy night many years ago. The scene at that time echoed in his ears, and the instant the words' the brave will win when two enemies meet in a narrow path 'echoed in his mind, Su Ming's body started trembling furiously.
His unfocused eyes suddenly lit up brightly.
"Only the brave will emerge victorious …" Su Ming mumbled. Su Ming mumbled. The sounds of battle that he could no longer hear suddenly became clear. The masked Shaman was charging towards him 1,000 feet away. The murderous aura exuding from his entire body turned into a powerful pressure, causing all those who tried to block his path, be it Berserkers or Shamans, to retreat and avoid him.
The bracelet on Su Ming's wrist that had turned into wisps of smoke was just about to shoot out when Su Ming immediately grabbed it with his left hand.
"I'll do it myself!" With a calm expression, Su Ming stood up from the ground!
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