The gray sky was shrouded in fog. It was as if a sea of clouds was tumbling about in the area. At first glance, it was impossible to tell whether this was the ocean in the sky or the sea on the ground.
Su Ming could not sense his own body. It was as if he had turned into a gust of wind in the sea of clouds and was drifting about in the world. He did not know where he was going …
Perhaps a long time had passed, or perhaps it had only been a moment. Su Ming, who was in a slightly dazed state of mind, suddenly saw a long-haired man sitting cross-legged in the endless sea of gray clouds in the sea of clouds before him.
That man was tall and thin. He wore a green robe and had very long hair. He might not be handsome, but there was an elegant air about him, especially his long and narrow eyes. At first glance, they looked like a woman's eyes, and they were like the eyes of a phoenix, making them hard to forget.
At the same time Su Ming saw the man, the man opened his eyes slowly, and a brilliant light shone briefly within them.
"You're here, my scion."
Su Ming's heart trembled. His slightly dazed mind suddenly cleared up, and he remembered that he was absorbing the Wind Berserker's inheritance in the glacier. He remembered the windstorm that had stirred up in his mind at the final moment, and the scenes where he had appeared in the sea of clouds like a soul after the windstorm.
"Only the first person to receive this inheritance will be able to see me … The scions after you will not be looking at me, but at you," the man with the long and narrow eyes said languidly in a gentle voice.
"I am the Wind Berserker. I have understood the power of wind and became a Saint. I fought with the God of Berserkers against the ninth Plane Kalpa Expanse Cosmos, and no matter where I went, no one dared to not worship me …
"Right now, what remains in this place is a fragment of my will that I left behind when I followed the God of Berserkers and left the ninth Plane Kalpa Expanse Cosmos to search for a chance to break through to the next Plane Kalpa Expanse Cosmos, so that my descendants can inherit my Wind Berserker Art.
"The power of the Wind Berserker changes constantly, and I cannot inherit it one by one. That is why I have turned it into three divine abilities. If you can master all of them, then you will understand a fifth of the Wind Berserker Art.
"The first of the three styles of Wind Separation is Sun Genesis!" The man with the long and narrow eyes spoke slowly. At the instant he said those words, a glint appeared in his eyes and he lifted his right hand, then swung it towards the sky above the sea of clouds.
"Parting the clouds in the sky, causing the sea of clouds to churn, revealing the sun. This Yang Opening power requires wind!" As his words echoed out, the sea of clouds churned violently and turned into a huge whirlpool. With the man as the center, the whirlpool began to spin endlessly.
Su Ming stood by the side and watched the sea of clouds rotate. He could already imagine that if anyone on the ground lifted their heads at this moment, they would definitely see a terrifying sight. It would be a shocking sight where all the clouds in the sky were rotating and turning into a vortex.
"Where does the wind come from?" The man with slender eyes smiled.
"Wind rises from my sleeves and is sent into the sky, stirring up the sea of clouds. When the sea of clouds becomes a vortex, the wind will be returned countless times over!
To be precise, Sun Genesis is divided into three levels. The first is Sending Wind, the second is Borrowing Wind, the third is Fusing Wind, and the last is … Sun Genesis! " The man with the long and narrow eyes clenched his right fist, and the instant he did so, the sea of clouds that had turned into a vortex surged towards the man with a loud rumble. Eventually, as Su Ming's heart trembled, he saw the vortex disappear into the man's right fist!
It was as if the process of him clenching his fist was the instant the endless sea of clouds swiftly gathered towards him.
It was as if the man's right hand was holding onto the endless sea of clouds in the vortex just now!
It was as if the power in his hands was the endless power that belonged to the wind in the world.
"Sun Genesis!" The man clenched his right fist and threw a punch forward in a seemingly gentle and powerless manner, but when he did so, an indescribably violent gust of wind erupted from the man's hand. It was as if a shocking thunder had stirred up in the silent dawn, as if a storm that was one hundred thousand feet long had erupted on the quiet surface of the sea, as if a loud bang had resounded on the flat ground!
The violent gust of wind turned into a wind dragon, and as it roared, it charged out and tore through the sky, causing a gigantic hole to appear in the air. The wind dragon roared and crawled into the hole before disappearing without a trace.
"Second Style, Lunar Burial!" The Wind Berserker with the long and narrow eyes narrowed his eyes, and a green glare appeared within them.
"I personally like this Style a lot. I didn't create this Style on my own, but gained an epiphany from an ancient legend. I even went to a lot of ruins before I finally managed to bring out this ancient legend.
"I've always thought that this Art has always existed, but it was lost in the passage of time, and I've only managed to restore it slightly. "There was a legend in ancient times that once the people of ancient times died, they were not buried in the sky or the earth, but buried in the wind. They were buried in the wind …" A smile appeared on the man's lips, but that smile looked a little evil. He pointed at the ground beneath him with his right hand.
When Su Ming lowered his head to look, the ground beneath him suddenly turned into an illusion. That illusion did not last for long before it became clear, but as it did so, what appeared before Su Ming's eyes was no longer the ground from before, but a place filled with people.
An innumerable amount of people whose clothes could not be seen clearly and whose faces could not be seen clearly appeared on the ground. All of them were kneeling on the ground, and words that Su Ming could not understand tumbled out of their mouths. If he looked from the sky, he would find that there were tens of thousands of people on the ground.
They were packed densely together, and they formed a gigantic circle. The center of the circle was empty, and there was a gigantic wooden tower standing tall on the ground. There was also a corpse tied up at the top of the tower and hung high up in the air.
"My scion, look carefully!" The man with the long and narrow eyes suddenly spoke. Su Ming immediately focused his mind and forced down his shock, then stared intently at the tower.
Right before his eyes, the tens of thousands of people surrounded the wooden tower on the ground and started moving slowly towards a certain direction. All of them were walking, and from the sky, it looked as if the circle they formed was rotating. This scene caused Su Ming's heart to be filled with surprise.
He could not tell what connection these people's actions had with the Art of Burial of Darkness, but as time passed by, the tens of thousands of people on the ground gradually stopped walking slowly and started running. The tens of thousands of people running at the same time caused the circle to rotate even faster.
'Could it be that the people's running is forming a vortex, and that's why the wind is formed?' A sharp glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
As the tens of thousands of people ran, waves of hot air spread out from their bodies. This was the heat that naturally spread out from their bodies as they circulated their Qi. It might not be much for a single person, but when tens of thousands of people ran, the heat that spread out from their bodies would be incredibly clear when seen from the sky.
Once that hot air spread out from their bodies, it would slowly rise into the sky.
At the same time, hundreds of people immediately shot up from the running crowd and rushed into the sky to stand above the corpses tied to the gigantic wooden tower. Once these hundreds of people sat down and floated in the air, waves of cold air spread out from their bodies. The moment that cold air spread out, it immediately filled the entire area, causing it to instantly become cold.
What happened next shocked Su Ming. He saw with his own eyes the cold air spreading out from these hundreds of people descend downwards. As it descended, it crashed into the hot air that rose up from the tens of thousands of people running on the ground.
The moment they crashed into each other, a violent gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and stirred up whistling sounds. At the same time, the tens of thousands of people on the ground opened their mouths and roared at the same time.
"Burial!" That voice shook the sky, causing the tens of thousands of people to run even faster, and more hot air spread out from their bodies. The hundreds of people floating in the sky also opened their eyes and roared at the same time!
"Yin!" Once they roared, a large amount of cold air spread out and descended downwards. Once it crashed into the hot air, an even stronger gust of wind was born, as if there was a convection. That gust of wind swept through the area and blew at the corpse tied to the gigantic wooden tower. The flesh and blood of the messenger's corpse started rapidly drying up under the indescribable man-made wind, eventually turning into a bag of bones and turning into a dried up corpse.
That was not the end. As the words "Hide" and "Yin" continued being shouted, the wind became stronger. He had no idea how much time had passed, but as Su Ming's heart trembled, he saw the mummy's body turning into ashes. Once it disappeared from the world with the wind, this scene that was clearly some sort of ritual turned into an illusion once again and disappeared from Su Ming's eyes.
"This is Lunar Burial," said the man with the long and narrow eyes.
Su Ming stared blankly at the indistinct land that had returned to normal, and a huge storm raged in his heart. He was not shocked by the Lunar Burial Art, but by the people's intelligence … and also by how wind was formed.
'Is this the cause of wind..? The clash between cold and heat, or perhaps I should say that the flow between cold and heat forms wind … The flow turns into wind … That's right, I can stir up wind when I throw a punch, but I've never thought about how this wind came about. By the looks of it now, the cause of wind is the two auras flowing in each other.' Su Ming seemed to have come to an understanding.
"My scion, there is wind in every single place in the world. "But if you can separate the wind in a certain area so that there is no wind in that area, then you can become the master of that area!
"If there is no wind, then there is no aura, and if there is no aura, then there is no power. The power of the world will be sealed away, and when there is no aura left, then from now on, the place where you are will be a forbidden zone for all life, and it will also be my Wind Separation!
"The Three Styles of Wind Separation contain my understanding towards wind in my entire life. I will teach it to you. As for the Provenance of Wind in your body, how much you can master will depend on your understanding …
"Finally, besides Wind Separation, I will also use what remains of my will to give you three chances to gain an epiphany. Each chance will correspond to a divine ability. Now, this will be the first chance, to gain an epiphany towards Sun Genesis!" Once the man with the long and narrow eyes spoke, his body disappeared. Soon after, a violent gust of wind charged towards Su Ming and enveloped him within it.
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