'But I shouldn't be this weak. I shouldn't have been this weak …' Su Ming stood on the gigantic red dragon. As he charged forward, he lowered his head and looked at his own body. His purple lips moved slightly, and he opened his mouth and sucked in a sharp breath.
With that one breath, the weather instantly changed and the wind and clouds tumbled backwards. The power of the world gathered madly from all directions with a shocking presence, and all of it was sucked into Su Ming's mouth.
Banging sounds came from his body, and the amount of liquid in the opened path in his body instantly increased by several fold. As it continued increasing, the liquid circulated rapidly through the path, and in almost an instant, due to the continuous increase in the amount of liquid, the end of the liquid connected with the end of the path as it circulated through Su Ming's path. At the same time it became complete, booming sounds came from within Su Ming's body.
Nine consecutive booming sounds rang out. Once the path in Su Ming's body was connected nine times, the liquid in the path disappeared in an instant. Almost at the same time it disappeared, a round core the size of a fingernail appeared in Su Ming's abdomen!
Golden light spread out from the core, causing Su Ming's body to be surrounded by it. That was not the end. The moment the golden core appeared and Su Ming opened his purple lips to absorb the power of the world, the thick power of the world quickly fused into his path and turned into liquid before circulating through his body once again. Eventually, it fused into the golden core, and this cycle repeated itself. After an unknown number of times, the golden core in Su Ming's Dantian region became the size of a fist.
Su Ming charged forward in the sky. Wherever the gigantic red dragon passed by, the Shamans on the ground would feel their hearts tremble when they saw it, and fear would appear in their hearts.
Su Ming's level of cultivation might not be strong, but as his red hair appeared and his consciousness awakened due to the seal breaking due to his desire, his divine sense appeared on his body with an unimaginable strength. The strength of that divine sense was the source that allowed the powerful Berserkers in the Land of South Morning to feel as if they had transcended the end.
As Su Ming continued absorbing the power of the world, gradually, wherever he went, the world of the Shamans would turn dark, as if it had lost its life force. The grass on the ground withered and the clouds in the sky crumbled. However, in exchange for all of this, a crack appeared on the Golden Core in Su Ming's body.
That crack continued spreading out, as if there was a life being born within it. It exuded a unique presence that surrounded Su Ming's body.
"This body is too weak … It contains my divine sense and can only bring out a tenth of my power, but with my divine sense, it can become much stronger. Because of that, I can bring out about half of my power …" Su Ming mumbled. With bloodshot eyes, he lifted his right hand and struck his body. With that one strike, the cracked Golden Core in his body immediately exploded, and as it did so, a small person with red hair who looked exactly like him appeared in his body.
"I'm still too weak. How am I supposed to kill Di Tian with this kind of body and cultivation base?!" The gigantic crimson dragon beneath Su Ming stopped in midair. As he stood on the dragon's head, his expression turned dark.
'I can feel that I only have seven days before I wake up this time. Seven days later, I'll fall into deep sleep once again … Seven days, damn seven days. No matter what, I won't be able to make this body reach a state where I can kill Di Tian within seven days …
'I can only … cast a Secret Art and use it to stimulate me so that I can obtain the strongest power within a short period of time! 'I remember that there are two Secret Arts that can do this!' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes and a ghastly look appeared on his face.
'One of them is the Art of Yin Luan Obeying the Dragon. This Secret Art requires a virgin who has lived through nine lives with the extreme Yin constitution. I'll use the power of Yin to fuse with my divine sense so that my body will be able to bring out all its potential and life force within a short period of time!
'The other Secret Art requires me to search for the powerful warriors in this place and absorb the power of Essence from their bodies so that I can become stronger for a short period of time,' Su Ming mumbled. Su Ming mumbled. As his eyes sparkled, he spread his divine sense outwards, and as it swept through the land, it covered most of the land of the Shamans in an instant. Wherever his divine sense went, it would swiftly search through the area based on his needs, then Su Ming turned his head around and looked at the sky in the distance.
'There's no one who fits the requirements for the Art of Yin Luan Obeying the Dragon, but this woman … is somewhat passable. As for the second Secret Art, there are some who fit the requirements.' The gigantic crimson dragon beneath Su Ming let out a roar and charged forward with Su Ming into the air, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Not long after, the sky suddenly distorted on a green plain in the land of the Shamans. A long crimson dragon roared and charged out without stopping, ramming its head against the ground.
As loud booming sounds reverberated in the air, a furious roar traveled forth, and the ground crumbled. A gigantic crack appeared, and an endless amount of red fog appeared as the gigantic dragon crashed into the ground. It surrounded the area, causing the entire place to be covered in red fog. At the same time that furious roar came from within the fog, a red figure in the sky charged into the fog with a ferocious look on his face.
The continuous rumbling only stopped after an hour. As the surroundings became quiet, the red fog gathered together to form the gigantic red dragon once again. It rose from the ground and flew into the sky. As it did so, it revealed a deep pit in the ground, and two figures could be seen within it.
One of them stood there. He was dressed in a red robe and had a head of red hair. His purple lips gave off an enchanting air. It was the red-haired Su Ming, and he had his right hand pressed against an old man's head.
The old man trembled as he knelt before Su Ming. His hands were pressed against the ground, and there was pain on his face. As his body trembled viciously, wisps of white mist seeped out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth and seeped into Su Ming's body.
This process lasted for a moment before Su Ming let go of his right hand and turned around to take a step into midair. He stepped on the long red dragon, and as the dragon roared, he disappeared into the air.
The old man kneeling on the ground coughed out a huge mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and as he looked in the direction Su Ming had left, shock and terror appeared on his face. His body was incredibly weak, but he ignored his weakness and immediately struggled to his feet before quickly leaving the place.
Within a mountain range in the land of the Shamans were two gigantic ferocious beasts of 10,000 feet. They were fighting against each other. One of the ferocious beasts looked like a tiger, but it had a pair of wings. Its roars shook the sky and earth.
The beast fighting against it was a ball of flesh that floated in midair. That ball of flesh continued squirming, and black liquid dripped down from it, letting out magnetic sounds on the ground. There were countless tentacles on its body, and at the end of each tentacle was a gaping mouth. Within those mouths were sharp teeth, and those tentacles were fighting against the tiger-like beast.
They had been fighting against each other for several days, but on this day, a blood dragon suddenly shot out of the air above them with a roar. As it charged towards the two ferocious beasts, it stirred up a large amount of red fog. The two ferocious beasts were shocked. When they lifted their heads to look, they saw a red shadow crawling into the fog. Booming sounds reverberated through the fog, mixed with the ferocious beasts' roars and roars.
After a moment, the red fog gathered into a dragon. Su Ming stood on the dragon's head, and as it rose into the air, he disappeared. The tiger-like beast was dying in the mountain range. As for the disgusting ball of flesh, it had already been split into two. A large amount of black blood had corroded the ground around it and let out a foul stench.
The same scene appeared in many places in the land of the Shamans that day. The powerful Shamans who had hidden themselves were all shocked to find themselves facing an existence that terrified them, and in the end, most of their cultivation bases were sucked away.
Most of the ferocious beasts were the same.
When night fell, there was a beautiful woman in a valley in the land of the Shamans. She was trembling as she stared at the person standing before her.
That person wore a red robe and had a head full of red hair. His purple lips exuded a chilling air. It was the red-haired Su Ming. At that moment, he was pointing at the center of the woman's brows with his right index finger. He was frowning, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
"Who are you?!" The woman's voice was shrill. As her body trembled, there was despair in her eyes.
There were eight corpses around her, and all of them had died horrifying deaths. The woman could not forget what had happened just now. She had been training quietly in this place, and suddenly, the red-haired man had appeared. With just one wave of his hand, all her followers had started fighting each other to death as if they had gone mad.
"I'm a disciple of the God of Shamans Temple. If you dare touch me, then the entire God of Shamans Temple will definitely not forgive you!" The despair in the woman's eyes grew stronger.
The red-haired Su Ming remained as calm as ever. He did not bother himself with the woman's shrill cries. His right hand continued pointing at the center of the woman's brows, and after some time, he frowned.
"It's a pity. You might be a virgin, but you don't have enough Yin Aura. It must have something to do with the cultivation method you're practicing. You're training here because the Yin Aura here is very thick." Su Ming shook his head and lowered his right index finger from the center of the woman's brows. With a tap on her robes, the woman's robes immediately turned into shreds and disappeared.
With tears and hatred in her eyes, the woman closed her eyes.
Su Ming swept his gaze past the woman's body. His gaze did not look as if he was looking at a body. It was so aloof that it was as if he was looking at a material. After a long while, he shook his head once again.
"You've lost too much of your Yin Aura. You don't meet my requirements." Su Ming turned around and no longer bothered himself with the woman. He was just about to leave.
"Just who are you?!" The woman's eyes flew open.
"My name is Su Ming." With a single move, the red-haired Su Ming disappeared from the place.
"Su Ming! Su Ming!" The woman gritted her teeth and committed that name to her memory.
This day was like a disaster for the powerful warriors of the Shaman Tribe. As Su Ming discovered new things within the area of his divine sense, as he walked towards them, as he continuously attacked and absorbed the Yin Aura, his cultivation base recovered at a shocking speed, and he became even stronger.
"I don't have a lot of monthly votes, and the distance between me and the first place is getting wider, but I have five hundred Demon Lords with me!
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