Su Ming looked at the petite woman's stone statue in the coffin. As he looked at her face, the youthful voice by his ears seemed to have come from his memories, causing a hint of grief to gradually appear on his face.
"You're awake." Di Tian remained silent for a moment before he spoke calmly. The hint of shock on his face had already disappeared, and he had regained his aloof demeanor.
"I remember her …" Su Ming mumbled. He suddenly understood. That dream … might not have been a dream after all.
The grief in his eyes gradually grew stronger and could not be dispelled in the slightest. Sparkles appeared in his eyes, and tears fell down from the corners of his eyes and fell on the stone statue.
At the same time, at the instant the tear fell on the stone statue, pictures appeared in his head once again … In those pictures, Su Ming saw himself, and it was a version of himself with red hair and red robes.
He saw his red-haired self walking out of the mountain range in his cave abode and drawing out the earthen aura to turn it into a crimson dragon. He saw himself absorbing the power of many powerful Shamans wherever he went. He did not even spare some of the powerful ferocious beasts …
He also saw his red-haired self head to Autumn Sea Tribe. He lifted his hand and sealed the heavens, and even Zong Ze was sealed in the sky. Then, he lowered his hand and sealed the earth. Once all the members of Autumn Sea Tribe were sealed, he walked to the side of Wan Qiu, the Holy Lady of Autumn Sea Tribe, and picked her up. As his red hair danced in the wind, he left into the distance.
Su Ming saw the entire process of his red-haired self casting the Art of Yin Luan Subservient to Dragon with Wan Qiu. It was as if Hong Luo's short journey of a few days had flashed past Su Ming's eyes at a speed that was several times faster than before.
He also saw his red-haired self fighting against the old Immortal. He saw the halberd in the sky cutting down his opponent in a domineering manner, and … he continued casting the Art of Yin Luan Subservient to Dragon with the long-haired woman …
Until the appearance of the Shaman Tribe's sacred mountain, Di Tian's arrival, the shocking battle, and finally, the scene in his head froze at the instant Hong Luo's soul disappeared. Then, he heard his loud laughter and saw … the Path to Rebirth being sent into his body!
"I've been holding back my Dao for thirty thousand years. When I look back, I will no longer be an Immortal!" That hearty laughter stirred up layers of ripples in Su Ming's mind. When it eventually disappeared, it turned into a hoarse and ancient voice.
"Brat, listen carefully. I have a great enmity with Di Tian, but this person's strength surpasses my memories. I don't know how many years I've been sealed for, but now I'm going to return to the dust, but I'm unwilling!
I am the son of an Immortal Emperor, so I will use my royal bloodline's art, the Dao of Rebirth, to grant you the power to undo the seal. This art will become stronger along with your cultivation until it can help you break through the seal of your memories!
It can also change your blood so that you will have the purest blood of the Immortals … It also contains my Dao, my Spells, my divine abilities, and all of them will belong to you!
I'll burn what's left of my life force and use the Path of Rebirth to send you to the coffin. I can sense that it's very important to you … Don't worry about the danger of facing Di Tian alone. I've thought of a way to help you resolve this danger. As long as you can hear what I'm saying, you'll definitely succeed!
The Path of Rebirth can only be passed down to one person in each generation of the imperial family. Once it is grasped by someone, no matter how talented they are, they will not be able to learn it. This is the rule of the law! This technique could only be used once by each generation's inheritor. It did not have any offensive capabilities and was only used for inheritance …
That was why Di Tian didn't know the Path of Rebirth, and he didn't know that this technique could open the Gate of the Void and use it to teleport! This was originally an escape door left behind by the royal bloodline just in case. I once left an imprint at the place where I woke up previously. This door can allow you to return to that place …
Di Tian won't be able to interfere with the Gate of the Void once it's opened, and the Path of Rebirth can conceal your aura, so Di Tian's divine sense won't be able to find you.
In this way, you will have a period of true freedom … The reason why I didn't use this technique is because this technique can only be used once. If there is no inheritor, it can't be used … Also, if I use this technique to escape, it will be difficult for me to escape the seal. I'm afraid that I will never be able to awaken. I … would rather die!
The Gate to the Void is in your heart. Call it, and it will open! "Your level of cultivation isn't high, but when you become a powerful Berserker, you must help me take revenge and kill Di Tian!"
Su Ming felt a sharp stab of pain in his head, and those scenes disappeared in an instant. In truth, Su Ming felt as if a long time had passed from the moment the scenes appeared to the moment they disappeared, but this was just the flow of memories in his head. To anyone else, only an instant had passed.
Hong Luo's voice had been imprinted in Su Ming's mind through the Path of Rebirth before he died, avoiding Di Tian's divine sense. He could only hear it when he woke up.
As he stared at the stone statue in the coffin, Su Ming's right hand grabbed the side of the coffin tightly.
"You shouldn't have woken up. You … make me very disappointed in you … Hong Luo was an accident. Now, you will set things right. Sleep, Destiny … "Di Tian remained silent for a moment before he spoke slowly.
Yet at the instant he said those words, Su Ming turned around swiftly and stared at Di Tian with his still, deathly still eyes.
"No one can seal away my memories again, not even you!" A strand of hair appeared on Su Ming's right index finger in a barely noticeable manner. That strand of hair was formed by the power of the God of Berserkers' one finger, and strangely enough, when Su Ming's body was under Hong Luo's control, that strand of hair had disappeared as if it had disappeared. Even Hong Luo had not noticed it.
Yet now, as Su Ming's will returned, that strand of hair appeared once again.
Since it did not let out a single hint of presence when it appeared, that was why even Di Tian did not pay attention to Su Ming's right hand, which was holding onto the coffin. Naturally, he did not see the extra strand of hair that had appeared around him.
This was Su Ming's killing move, and it was also the reason why he could remain calm when he saw Di Tian. He had already decided to use the power of the God of Berserkers' one finger, which he had always been reluctant to use!
Even if he did not know whether he could kill Di Tian, who even Hong Luo was not his opponent, even if Hong Luo had made perfect preparations for his escape before he died.
Yet Su Ming did not want to leave just like that!
If he said he did not want to, then there was no need for him to say anything else!
Di Tian's face was expressionless as he looked at Su Ming coldly. The instant his gaze met Su Ming's, he lifted his right foot and took a step towards him.
"As my son, not only did you disappoint me, you're also so childish!" The moment Di Tian's foot landed, a wave of ripples immediately spread out from under his feet. The strength of that ripple closed in on Su Ming in an instant.
A mighty pressure that he could not fight against also descended swiftly on him, causing Su Ming to be pinned to the ground. When the ripples spread out from under his feet, Su Ming shuddered and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"Kneel!"
Di Tian's powerful divine sense and will gathered on Su Ming's body with a bang, causing him to feel as if there was a mountain pressing down on him, causing his knees to let out banging sounds and tremble viciously.
"What right do you have to make me kneel?!" Su Ming gritted his teeth and lifted his head to glare at Di Tian. His knees were straight. Sharp waves of pain came crashing into his body, but it did not make him submit.
"You unfilial son, I brought you up, and you don't deserve to kneel before me? Kneel now! " Di Tian walked towards Su Ming and closed in on him. At that moment, the distance between the two of them was only thirty feet.
As Di Tian's aloof voice rang out, Su Ming's knees let out a bang and blood flowed out. He staggered, and the powerful will and mighty pressure that seemed to have gained physical form descended on him. It was not something he could control with his will. His heart did not kneel, but his body was pressed down by that mighty pressure, causing his right knee to fall towards the ground.
Yet the instant his knee was about to touch the ground, Su Ming pressed his left hand against the ground and gripped it tightly, causing his right knee to hang in the air one inch away from the ground.
"Besides a level of cultivation that far surpasses mine, what else do you have? You can make my body kneel, but you can't make my heart kneel!" Su Ming lifted his head. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Di Tian. That deathly stillness in his eyes caused even his expression to become deathly calm.
"Today, you used your great power to make me kneel before you. In the future … I will make you pay for what you did today several fold! "You won't be the only one. I will make the entire Immortals kneel before me. I will make you, Di Tian, lower your head before me!
"I can do it!" Su Ming said through gritted teeth. His words contained his determination, and at the same time, he called out the Gate to the Void in his heart.
Di Tian's expression did not change in the face of Su Ming's words. When he was only twenty feet away from Su Ming, he stared coldly at Su Ming, who was only an inch away from kneeling on the ground. He looked at the veins popping up on his face, at the blood on his knees, and at the endless pressure he was fighting against, causing numerous blood capillaries to appear on his left hand, which was pressed against the ground.
"I don't need your heart to kneel before me. Your body is enough," Di Tian said languidly. He lifted his right hand and pointed at the center of Su Ming's brows with two of his fingers. Once he did so, everything would return to how it was a few days ago. Su Ming's memories would be sealed once again, and when he woke up once again, he would still be confused about his past and future.
Behind him, there would always be a pair of eyes that existed in the dark, constantly watching his every move.
Yet the moment Di Tian lifted his finger and was about to land on Su Ming, his expression suddenly changed. A power that did not belong to Su Ming, a power that seemed to belong to the Barren Darkness in the world, erupted from Su Ming's body with a bang.
The strength of that power caused Di Tian's finger to freeze for a moment the instant it erupted. It was as if that power was fighting against him, and in the span of a few short breaths, Di Tian let out a muffled groan and took a step back.
With that one step back, the ripple that enveloped Su Ming's feet immediately disappeared. The divine sense and pressure pressing down on him were also bounced off as that power erupted from his body.
As that power erupted from his body, distortions appeared in the air behind Su Ming, and a gigantic, oval-shaped vortex appeared!
The moment the vortex appeared, the entire world seemed to come to a standstill! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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