"Elder!" one of the tribe members beside the old man immediately cried out anxiously.
"Shut up, all of you! This is decided!" The old man's accent had become much fainter at that moment. In his nervousness, he licked his lips and glared at Su Ming.
He hoped that once he sacrificed these three women, he would be able to satisfy Su Ming's current condition and get rid of the terror that made his heart tremble. If he could get rid of it, then he believed that sacrificing these three women was worth it!
The three women who flew out were not old. They looked to be in their twenties. They might not be exceptionally beautiful, but they were still passable, especially when their faces were flushed red and their eyes were glazed over. The way they looked as if they were ready to be plucked was enough to make a person's heart flutter.
Yet just as the three of them closed in on Su Ming, he lifted his right hand abruptly and pressed it against his chest, coughing out a mouthful of blood.
"Get lost!" Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot. As he coughed out that mouthful of blood, a hint of clarity appeared in his eyes. With a low growl, his gaze fell on the ground, and once it fell on the old man's face, he forcefully turned around and turned into a long arc that charged forward, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Only when Su Ming left did the three women shudder, and a hint of clarity appeared on their faces. The other women in the tribe also woke up. Their faces were pale, and the scene just now had terrified them.
The monkey-faced old man fell silent for a moment. He looked at the spot where Su Ming had left and did not speak for a long time.
As Su Ming charged forward, the clarity in his eyes became weaker. During that instant just now, if he had not struggled desperately and had sex with the three women due to his primal desire, then what awaited him would have been an eternity of depravity.
'Desire … I will definitely win against it!' Su Ming did not go anywhere else, but charged back to the mountain range where his cave abode was located. Before long, when he returned to the mountain range, there was only a hint of clarity left in his eyes. It was about to completely disappear. In fact, he did not even have the time to return to his cave abode.
Su Ming lifted his right hand swiftly and pointed at Han Mountain Bell. That bell instantly flew towards him, and once it grew bigger in the sky, Ji Yun Hai's corpse fell down. As Madam Ji's aura of death spread out, the puppet that was Ji Yun Hai's corpse also lost its intelligence and fell on the ground, unmoving.
Right at the moment the clarity in Su Ming's eyes completely disappeared, Han Mountain Bell let out a hum and enveloped him, pinning him to the ground. Booming sounds reverberated from within the bell, along with Su Ming's roars that reverberated in the air.
Time passed by bit by bit, and soon, dawn arrived. Han Mountain Bell was placed upside down on the ground. Su Ming no longer continued trembling within it. Instead, his body was trembling furiously as he sat cross-legged. It might sound easy to control his desires, but once they were magnified by the Peach Blossom Fiend by several dozens of times, or even nearly a hundred times, then it was practically impossible to control them.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed by. During these three days, not a single soul came to the area around Su Ming. It did not matter whether it was White Bull Tribe or Black Crane Tribe, neither of them appeared. In fact, there were no outsiders who passed by either.
These three days were like three years to Su Ming. In fact, it could even be said that it was like thirty years. As he struggled and refused to be controlled by his desires, even if he would occasionally fall into a daze, due to the seal placed on Han Mountain Bell, he could not get out. Once he regained his clarity, he would use all his strength to suppress his desires.
During these three days, Su Ming's body had become much thinner. His robes were torn, his hair was crimson, and his expression was filled with ferocity. Similarly, an invisible barrier had appeared in his mind during the three days of chaos and the madness of his desires. That barrier was like a seal. Su Ming had not known about its existence before, and even now, he still did not know about it.
If it was not because that primitive desire had been magnified a hundred times and it had not crashed into him and caused him to fall into madness, perhaps that seal would not have appeared. That desire was like an ocean. As it crashed into Su Ming's mind, it was also indirectly crashing into that barrier!
Three days later, at dawn, as Su Ming roared, cracking sounds suddenly came from his mind. It was as if that invisible barrier, that seal that he did not know about, had started showing signs of shattering due to that primitive desire.
At the same time, a bang rang out in Su Ming's head. He had struggled for three days, but at that moment, he lost consciousness once again. However, even though he lost consciousness, he did not fall unconscious. Instead, he dug his hands into the ground under Han Mountain Bell, lifted his head, and let out a roar that shook the sky and earth even through Han Mountain Bell.
As he roared, an indescribably terrifying power erupted from his body. The strength of that power was so great that it immediately pushed away Han Mountain Bell and flung it into midair.
At the same time, Su Ming shot up from the ground. Booming sounds reverberated in the air, and the ground exploded. Su Ming appeared in midair. His breathing was rapid, and there was no longer any rationality in his eyes. Instead, they were bloodshot. The mark of the peach blossom at the center of his brows bloomed in an enchanting manner. His face was pale, but there was a hint of purple on his lips. It was a contrast to his fiery red long hair, causing him to look indescribable.
No pupils could be seen in his eyes. Everything he could see was red. As he stood in midair, he stopped roaring after a long while, as if he had suddenly quietened down. After a moment, he slowly turned his head around, and a strange, enchanting smile suddenly appeared on his purple lips. He lowered his head and swept his gaze across the ground.
With that one sweep, the ground trembled, as if the power contained in Su Ming's gaze was something that even the ground could not withstand. Some spots even exploded with a bang, and cracks appeared on the ground.
When he swept his gaze towards the rod snake, the snake shuddered and immediately curled up on the ground, not daring to meet Su Ming's gaze. Its spiritual sense was telling it that it absolutely could not get close to Su Ming at that moment.
Its trembling body seemed to have reached its peak of terror towards Su Ming's gaze. The small virescent sword also immediately fell to the ground and started trembling.
Su Ming's gaze paused for a moment on the rod snake's body. Once the red glare in his eyes flashed for a moment, he moved his gaze away from the snake's body. When he retracted his gaze, he lifted his right hand. His fingernails were now three inches long and incredibly sharp. At the same time black light shone from their edges, he seized the air towards the ground.
The red ring immediately flew out from the piece of flesh and turned into a long arc that Su Ming caught in his hand. Once he put it on his middle finger, he lifted his head slowly and looked at Han Mountain Bell floating in midair.
With a cold harrumph, Su Ming pointed towards Han Mountain Bell. Immediately, the bell let out a powerful bell chime, and suddenly, the Nine-Headed Dragon's gigantic body appeared in midair. Su Ming's body was no longer within the six awakened heads. Instead, they were all crimson red, and they were roaring at Su Ming ferociously.
As for the three heads that had yet to wake up, they were trembling nonstop, as if they did not dare face Su Ming, just like the rod snake.
In the face of the Nine-Headed Dragon's roars, Su Ming took a step forward. With that one step, he arrived beside Han Mountain Bell. He completely ignored the roaring Nine-Headed Dragon and lifted his right hand to press on the bell.
The instant his right hand fell, the Nine-Headed Dragon let out a shrill scream of pain. The three heads that had their eyes closed opened their eyes at the same time. Their eyes were crimson red, and the nine heads roared at the same time.
Su Ming lifted his right hand, and Han Mountain Bell instantly shrank. Even the Nine-Headed Dragon on it disappeared. Su Ming opened his mouth and swallowed the bell.
Once he finished doing all this, he seized the air in the direction of the sky with his right hand. With it, the entire sky instantly distorted, as if it was being sucked in by Su Ming, and he swung his arm outwards.
A screen of light immediately appeared beneath Su Ming, enveloping the entire circular area of 100,000 feet, including the puppet, rod snake, and the mountain range in his cave abode. It was as if he had sealed everything within it.
Su Ming stood outside the screen of light and lifted his head to look at the sky. After remaining silent for a moment, he suddenly let out a low roar. His roar did not sound strong, but it caused the weather to change. Even the moon in the sky looked as if it was about to shatter. A powerful wave of ripples spread out in all directions, and as it rumbled, it reverberated through the entire sky. A gigantic vortex appeared in the dark sky, and as it rotated, Su Ming's roar traveled even further into the distance.
"I like … red," Su Ming mumbled hoarsely. Su Ming mumbled hoarsely. A red robe appeared abruptly on his body, and it complemented his long red hair, causing him to look incredibly enchanting at that moment.
The instant Su Ming, whose presence had changed drastically after he woke up, roared, there was a mountain surrounded by a sea of clouds in the land of the Shamans. There was a hall at the top of that mountain, and within that hall was an old man with white hair. That old man sat alone, and there were nine skulls placed around him. Each of those skulls was burning with green light.
The old man's face was calm, but at that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. His expression changed, and he stood up swiftly. The flames on the nine skulls around him were instantly extinguished.
"This presence … Who is it?!"
An old man in Daoist robes was walking slowly in the sky in the land of the Shamans. There was a huge sword under his feet, and he was slicing through the air at an incredibly quick speed. Yet at that moment, the sword suddenly shuddered, and the old man came to an abrupt halt. His expression instantly changed drastically.
"Whose presence … is this?!" He immediately lifted his right hand and started forming a seal to make a deduction, but when he was halfway through, he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
There were many people walking out from various spots in the land of the Shamans at that moment. Shock appeared on their faces, and among these shocked people were Immortals and Shamans!
In Autumn Sea Tribe, Zong Ze was sitting cross-legged on the giant turtle. The tribe was still migrating, and they were about to reach their destination. His expression was calm, and his long hair fell to the ground, but at that moment, he opened his eyes swiftly, and a hint of shock appeared on his face.
"The power of that roar …" His eyes sparkled and he suddenly stood up to look at the sky in the distance. Wan Qiu was by his side. When she saw the change in Zong Ze's expression, she looked towards him.
"Sir Zong Ze?"
"A powerful Shaman who has surpassed the state of End has appeared in the land of the Shamans! He let out that roar just now … This person's strength … Who is he?! "Zong Ze mumbled and sucked in a deep breath.
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