Autumn Sea Tribe had yet to complete their migration, but they were about to reach their destination. They were moving slowly at the borders of the land of the Shamans. There were countless mackerel pikes swimming in the sky, and the turtles on the ground were also moving slowly. The End Shaman Zong Ze sat cross-legged on his turtle with a dark expression on his face. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Wan Qiu also remained silent by his side, occasionally looking at Zong Ze.
Time trickled by. They should have set up camp and rest during the night, but Zong Ze felt a sense of danger in his heart. That was why he asked the tribe to continue moving through the night, causing the entire tribe to be on guard. Only by doing so could they preserve their combat prowess to the greatest extent when danger descended upon them.
Wan Qiu looked at the sky. At that moment, the night sky was filled with stars. The warriors in the tribe were still fine, but the normal people and children were mostly tired.
"Sir Zong Ze … should we let the tribe rest for a while …?" Wan Qiu bit her bottom lip and asked softly.
Zong Ze remained silent for a moment. He was just about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He stood up swiftly and lifted his head to look at the sky in the distance. His face was incredibly dark.
Wan Qiu was momentarily stunned. When she looked over, she did not see any changes in the dark sky in the distance. As she hesitated, suddenly, a ray of red light flashed in the dark sky. It was soon followed by a roar that shook the sky. In the quiet night, that roar rumbled, causing the mackerel pikes in the sky to tremble, and the turtles on the ground to also tremble.
It was a gigantic red dragon that was 100,000 feet long. That dragon looked as if it had crawled out of thin air. Once it appeared, its roars spread in all directions. Standing on its head was a man in a red robe with long, fiery red hair. That man was naturally Su Ming!
However, his current appearance had changed drastically compared to his original appearance. His purple lips made him look even more enchanting.
Yet even so, those who had seen him before would still be able to vaguely find traces of Su Ming on his face, just like Wan Qiu at that moment. Once she saw Su Ming, her eyes immediately went wide, and disbelief appeared in her eyes.
Even Zong Ze was stunned when he saw Su Ming. He could clearly tell that the person standing on the blood dragon in the sky was the powerful Shaman he had sensed during the day. However, he did not expect that this mysterious powerful Shaman would be Su Ming!
The other people from Autumn Sea Tribe also recognized Su Ming at the same time. Even the old female Latter Shaman was surprised when she saw him.
"Why have you come here so late at night?" It did not matter whether this mysterious powerful warrior was Su Ming or not, Zong Ze was still wary. With a leap, he appeared in midair right before Su Ming.
"You are very strong, but you are no match for me." Once Su Ming's crimson eyes swept past Zong Ze, his gaze fell on the entire Autumn Sea Tribe on the ground. With one sweep, Su Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and his gaze focused on Wan Qiu.
"I came for her." Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed at Wan Qiu with his three-inch fingernail on his index finger.
When Su Ming pointed at her, Wan Qiu's expression immediately changed. She frowned and an aloof look appeared in her eyes.
"How dare you come to Autumn Sea Tribe and ask for our Sacred Lady? Aren't you going too far?!" Zong Ze's expression was dark as he spoke coldly. His eyes sparkled, and he was already prepared for a huge battle.
"I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm just telling you that I'm taking her away." The red-haired Su Ming's expression was calm. As he spoke, he took a step forward, as if he was ignoring Zong Ze and was about to walk towards Autumn Sea Tribe on the ground.
Killing intent shone in Zong Ze's eyes. He might be wary of the feeling Su Ming gave him at that moment, but he had no choice but to attack. With one move, he charged towards Su Ming in an instant. As he lifted his right hand, a power that could capture souls erupted from Zong Ze's body. Under that power, his body became indistinct, as if he had become one with the world. The shadow of the Candle Dragon also appeared faintly behind him.
Once a shocking power appeared from Zong Ze's body, even the dark sky seemed to have frozen over. Yet the instant he closed in on Su Ming, Su Ming did not even spare him a glance. He only lifted his right hand, and the moment Zong Ze closed in on him, he formed a seal. Once that seal appeared, Su Ming changed his hand gesture, and in a short span of time, he changed it nine times.
"I will bestow upon you the red eyes of the night …" Su Ming said calmly and changed the seals nine times. Almost every single time he spoke, he would change the seals. Once he finished speaking those nine words, he pushed outwards.
With that one push, two red glows suddenly appeared in the dark sky. If anyone took a closer look at those red glows, they would find that they were two planets. The instant the two planets turned red, a wave of might from the heavens descended and landed on Zong Ze's body, who was charging towards Su Ming. Zong Ze's body jolted and his expression changed drastically. To his shock, he discovered that his body seemed to have been frozen in midair, and he could not move even an inch.
"I will bestow upon you the purple lips of the sky …" Su Ming walked towards the pale Wan Qiu calmly. Once he finished speaking, he formed nine seals with his right hand once again and pushed towards the ground.
The ground trembled with a bang, and as if it was melting, layers of ripples appeared on it. Soon after, as those ripples spread out, rays of piercing light shot into the sky. The ground disappeared with that one push from Su Ming.
In its place was a bright sky!
The ground had turned into the sky! When the people stood on the ground, they felt as if they were standing in the sky. This strange change caused the people from Autumn Sea Tribe to cry out in shock. However, the moment they cried out in surprise, they immediately discovered that their bodies seemed to have been frozen and they could not move even a single inch.
That included Wan Qiu and the old Latter Shaman. All of them were the same.
In the darkness of night, Zong Ze's pupils constricted, and he began to pant. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face. Although he had anticipated that his opponent would be powerful, he had never imagined that he would be this powerful. This was not some divine ability or magical technique, but rather, the materialization of divine sense!
'He turned his divine sense into his will and sealed all the existences in the night and imprisoned all the living beings in the day. This person … This person … Just what level of cultivation does he have?!' Zong Ze's face was pale and shock appeared on his face.
Su Ming's red robes fluttered elegantly in the wind. His red hair was evil, his pale face, and his purple lips gave him a unique charm. He walked towards Wan Qiu, towards the red-haired Su Ming, his target, under the shocked gazes of the tens of thousands of people from Autumn Sea Tribe, under the apprehension of the powerful End Shamans in the sky, and under the low roars of the Earthen Aura Dragon.
Wan Qiu's beautiful face was drained of blood. She looked at Su Ming walking towards her, watched him seal their tribe's god-like Zong Ze with just a lift of his hand, and then sealed the entire ground with just a swing of his hand. This powerful level of cultivation was something she had never seen before in her life.
Su Ming closed in slowly, but when he was less than 1,000 feet away from Wan Qiu and looked as if he could reach her with just one step, he suddenly frowned. The instant he frowned, a muffled howl came from the sky in the distance.
Along with that howl was a gigantic mackerel pike that covered an incredibly large area and could not be seen with a single glance. That mackerel pike stared at Su Ming as if it was facing a great enemy. At that moment, it was roaring in the sky.
'It actually possesses the blood of Northern Abyss Sea …' Su Ming lifted his head and cast a glance at the gigantic mackerel pike. A brilliant glint appeared in his eyes, and he immediately gave up on walking towards Wan Qiu. Instead, with a glint in his eyes, he flew up in an instant, and with a piercing sound as he sliced through the air, he charged towards the gigantic mackerel pike in the sky.
A thick wave of killing intent appeared on his body. The strength of that killing intent was so strong that all the people from Autumn Sea Tribe could sense it clearly.
"No!" Wan Qiu trembled. Tears welled up in her eyes and she let out a weak, quivering voice. She could feel the killing intent on Su Ming's body. She did not believe that this mackerel pike could win against Su Ming, who could even seal Sir Zong Ze.
Despair appeared in her eyes. Her body trembled viciously. Su Ming's appearance and his strength had caught her completely off guard. In fact, under the seal, her weak voice could only be heard by herself.
She could only watch as Su Ming flew up and closed in on the gigantic mackerel pike. She was screaming in her heart, telling the mackerel pike to leave.
A shrill roar came from the mackerel pike's mouth in the sky, and along with it, red fog filled the sky. Within the fog, the mackerel pike's shrill cries grew stronger, causing Wan Qiu's heart to feel as if it was being pierced by a sharp knife.
The entire land fell silent, including Zong Ze. Everyone fell silent.
An hour later, the fog in the sky dissipated. The mackerel pike was still floating in the sky. Its body had shrunk by quite a bit and was filled with the aura of death, but it was not truly dead. There was still life within it.
Su Ming walked down from midair. There was blood at the corners of his mouth. That was the mackerel pike's blood. His presence was clearly much stronger than before.
"Since you don't want it to die, then I'll spare its life!" Su Ming walked towards Wan Qiu and stood before her. He lifted his right hand and placed it at the center of the woman's brows. After a long while, a smile appeared on his face.
"Not bad. It might not really fit, but it'll do." As Su Ming spoke, he hugged Wan Qiu and turned around, intending to leave. Yet just as he took a few steps forward, he suddenly turned his head around and his bloodshot eyes fell on the old Latter Shaman from Autumn Sea Tribe standing not too far away.
"I don't know why, but I dislike you among these people." As Su Ming spoke, the red glare in his eyes shone, and he turned around to leave. The moment he left, the old woman's face instantly turned red, as if all her blood was boiling. Pain appeared on her face, and after a moment, her head exploded with a bang. Her entire body was torn to shreds. At the same time, wisps of white mist floated out of her body as she died. A part of it seeped into Su Ming's body, while the other part circled around him a few times before landing in another direction. It landed in the body of a pale-faced young man in the crowd, causing his body to tremble and his power to show signs of rising. That young man was Ya Mu!
When she saw the old woman's death, Wan Qiu trembled, and the light in her eyes faded away.
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