As Su Ming spoke, a Shaman Crystal appeared in his left hand. He squeezed it, and the Shaman Crystal instantly shone with a powerful light. That light shone above Su Ming and turned into a gigantic lizard!
That lizard was the sacred beast of the Lizard Shaman Tribe!
There were many uses for Shaman Crystals. Su Ming had learned from Wu Duo that one of them was a form of etiquette for Shamans to reveal their tribe's sacred beast when they ran into each other in unfamiliar places.
In the end, Su Ming chose not to delve into Wu Duo's origins when he got to know him, but he did ask quite a number of questions regarding the Shaman Tribe's customs and characteristics … Wu Duo told him everything, and he could vaguely guess Su Ming's thoughts, but he did not expose him. Instead, he treated him as a kindred spirit of a different tribe.
They might not have a deep relationship, but after fighting together several times, they slowly formed a special sort of tacit understanding, and with that tacit understanding, they formed a friendship between different tribes.
Perhaps it was very fragile, but perhaps it was not.
At the very least, Su Ming was using the method Wu Duo had told him to activate the power within the Shaman Crystal. Once he manifested the image of the sacred beast from Lizard Shaman Tribe he had seen in the past, a gigantic ferocious beast that was also manifested from the power of the Shaman Crystal appeared in the sky from the Shaman Tribe that had stirred up a storm of dust and covered the sky and earth.
It was a gigantic mackerel pike that Su Ming was familiar with and had seen before!
Compared to the shadow of the mackerel pike in the sky, the lizard dragon was simply too insignificant …
However, if this tribe could manifest the shadow of their sacred beast, then it meant that they acknowledged Su Ming's words and acknowledged Su Ming's Shaman Tribe's etiquette, which was why they returned the greeting.
This sudden scene made the fleeing old Berserker widen his eyes in disbelief. He did not know about the Shaman Tribe's etiquette.
In truth, there were not many people who knew about this etiquette in the land of Berserkers, because it was simply too insignificant. Even if they could manifest a sacred beast, those who were not Shamans would usually be able to tell with just one glance.
The most obvious thing about it was the strength of their minds!
At that moment, Su Ming had already spread his divine sense to cover his entire body. With the strange properties of Spirit Plunder in his palm, which no one else could see, it caused him to look as if he was trying to captivate people's souls even though he was wearing a bamboo hat.
The old Berserker might not know this etiquette, but he knew that Su Ming was definitely not a Shaman. At that moment, when the group of Shamans appeared behind him, his skin crawled, but he still spat out those malicious words as he fled.
"Interesting. You are the Berserkers' True Divinity Wind Berserker, the scion of the first God of Berserkers. When did you become a Shaman? Why didn't I know about it?"
Almost the moment the old man said those words, Su Ming let out a cold harrumph. He did not explain anything, but instead let go of his right hand, causing the Spirit Plunder in his palm to float above his head and let out a powerful dark light, as if it could absorb all matter into it.
Su Ming remembered clearly that the young Soul Catcher he killed in the land of Berserkers had once seen this pearl and said that this was a Soul Catcher Pearl that only End Shamans could refine!
This pearl seemed to be rather famous in the Shaman Tribe … Besides, Su Ming also remembered that when he brought out Spirit Plunder in Lizard Shaman Tribe, the Patriarch of the Lizard Shaman Tribe had also recognized that this item belonged to the Shaman Tribe and was surprised as to how Su Ming could possess it and use it.
"Soul Catcher Pearl!" It was just as Su Ming had expected. The instant the pearl appeared, someone from the migrating Shaman Tribe behind him immediately cried out in surprise.
The old Berserker was momentarily stunned. At that moment, an old woman walked out from among the thousands of mackerel pikes in the sky behind Su Ming. That old woman's hair was white and her skin was covered in wrinkles. There was a tattoo of a mackerel pike on her face, and she held a staff made of fish bones in her hands. With one step, she appeared before Su Ming, several tens of thousands of feet behind the old Berserker.
She was a Latter Shaman!
Su Ming's pupils shrank. He wore a bamboo hat, and the instant the old woman walked past him, he felt a power that was similar to a divine sense spreading out from the old woman's body and sweeping past his body.
At the same time the old woman appeared, there was a man sitting cross-legged on the head of the turtle in the middle of the nine strange turtles on the ground. His hair was about ten feet long.
The man looked to be in his forties, but his skin was covered in spots that belonged to an old man. His eyes were originally closed, but as he opened them slowly, a terrifying light shone within them.
It was just one gaze, but it made Su Ming's entire body tremble, and the old Berserker who was charging forward felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. His body came to an abrupt halt, as if he had been bound and could not move forward!
"Soul Catcher … End … End Shaman!" The old Berserker's expression turned incredibly sour. He could not move his body, and he felt as if his soul was being taken away. Not only that, his body was also no longer under his control. He slowly turned around, and like a puppet, he walked towards the incoming old woman.
However, his eyes were clearly filled with terror and astonishment.
"Take off your bamboo hat." The old Berserker did not have any strength to fight back, as if his body was being controlled, and the man sitting on the turtle's body on the ground cast his gaze on Su Ming. His eyes were profound, and his voice was filled with a strange rhythm.
Su Ming immediately felt a great will coming towards him from the man's eyes. In an instant, it touched the divine sense he had spread out and turned into a wave of impact, causing Su Ming to stagger, but the man's will immediately retracted and did not injure him.
A thought appeared in Su Ming's head, and he slowly took off the bamboo hat, revealing … a face covered by a black mask under the bamboo hat!
That mask belonged to Han Mountain's ancestor!
He might be wearing a mask, but Su Ming's eyes were still as profound as ever. The unique presence he gained after he sacrificed himself to the Bone Sacrifice Realm was also present clearly on his body even though he did not reveal his true face.
That profound gaze, the floating Spirit Plunder, and the divine sense surrounding his body caused Su Ming to look as if he was truly a Medial Soul Catcher!
At first glance, his presence was somewhat similar to that of the man on the turtle's body.
This was similar to a Soul Catcher!
Even if the old Berserker's body was being controlled, when he saw Su Ming's current appearance, even though his heart was filled with fear, he still could not help but have a misconception …
'Could it be … that he's truly a Soul Catcher..?'
"Interesting. I can sense Berserker, Shaman, and Immortal from you …" The man with long hair that was ten feet long was incredibly handsome. Even the spots that belonged to an old man did not destroy his handsomeness. Instead, they made him look even more ancient and charming.
"You're the first person I can't tell which race you belong to at first glance. You're very similar to a Soul Catcher. In fact, if it was any other Shaman, they would think you're a Soul Catcher … but you … aren't a Soul Catcher!
"Take off your mask." The man shook his head slightly and spoke languidly.
Su Ming's heart pounded against his chest. As the man's words echoed in his ears, a glint appeared in his eyes, and he made a bold move. Han Mountain Bell was within his body, and within Han Mountain Bell was the strange rod snake.
That rod snake had been released by Su Ming during the previous battle in the battlefield, and it had even pierced through the old Berserker's palm. Su Ming remembered clearly that this snake had devoured the young Soul Catcher and turned into an illusory Candle Dragon once he opened his eyes!
The instant it devoured the young Soul Catcher, Su Ming could clearly feel the rod snake's excitement and desire.
Su Ming did not take off his mask. Instead, he placed all his attention on the black stone fragment hanging from his neck. This was his final resort. He could enter that strange dimension to escape from all dangers.
However, there was also a drawback to this. This was Su Ming's greatest secret, and unless he absolutely had to, he did not want to use it.
At the same time, once he was ready to activate the stone fragment, Su Ming opened a gap on Han Mountain Bell in his body and released the strange rod snake's presence from within!
That presence instantly filled Su Ming's entire body. However, that presence was clearly very weak, and there were not many people who could notice it. Only the ferocious beasts' instincts would be able to notice it, and only some people with special senses would be able to sense it.
Almost the instant that presence spread out from Su Ming's body, all the pikes in the sky let out piercing screeches and retreated simultaneously. Terror appeared on their faces, as if they had sensed something terrifying.
They were not the only ones. The ferocious beasts on the ground were also in the same state. Even the nine hundred thousand feet tall tortoise beasts were violently trembling. Eight of them let out roars. Those roars did not seem like they were facing off against each other. Instead, it seemed like they were frightened.
As for the long-haired man, the turtle he was on did not roar, but its body was trembling nonstop. The long-haired man was momentarily stunned before his eyes went wide. A dark light shone within them as he stared at Su Ming. Gradually, his expression changed.
"Candle Dragon!"
"I am a Medial Soul Catcher from Lizard Shaman Tribe. I travel in the land of the Shamans. From the moment I was born, I possessed the Candle Dragon's presence. As a Soul Catcher, you should be able to tell whether this presence is real or fake!
"I didn't take off my mask because of my personal reasons. Please don't make things difficult for me, senior." Su Ming spoke slowly and calmly. During the time he spent spreading out the rod snake's presence and speaking, he had already completed the activation of the stone fragment's dimension and could step inside at any moment.
Uproars came from all around. As the ferocious beasts roared, the Shamans on them looked at Su Ming differently. To them, besides the mask, Su Ming's entire body, including his eyes, was exactly the same as the terrifying Soul Catcher Shamans they had seen before.
In fact, there were even some Soul Catchers among the crowd on the ground who had the same feeling.
The long-haired man looked at Su Ming for a moment before he spoke languidly. "Tribe member from Lizard Shaman Tribe, now is the time of war. Don't leave. Join Autumn Sea Tribe and become our tribe's Soul Catcher."
Su Ming frowned.
"Alright, but you have to give this person to me. I want to turn him into a puppet and grant him an undying body."
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