There was a middle-aged man in purple robes standing on the pentagonal altar at the center of the mudstone city. He lifted his head and looked at them with a smile on his face.
There was originally some distance between Su Ming and the middle-aged man, but for some unknown reason, when he heard the man's voice, the man's face immediately appeared before his eyes. It was as if he was observing the man at a close distance.
This strange sight made Su Ming's heart tremble. At the same time, as the man's laughter traveled into his ears, the Qi in his body started circulating as if it was no longer under his control. It was as if with just one look from the man, all the blood in his body would pour out and he would die in an instant.
Su Ming was not the only one who felt that way. Lei Chen, Wu La, and even Bei Ling felt the same way. Lei Chen trembled and disbelief appeared in his eyes.
Wu La was also trembling. It was as if the middle-aged man before her was so powerful that she had to kneel down and worship him.
Even Bei Ling's father, the Head of the Guards from Dark Mountain Tribe, was trembling slightly. He slowly lowered his head towards the middle-aged man who was walking towards them from the altar.
Besides the Head of the Guards, the chief of the hunters, Shan Hen, was breathing rapidly. There was a hint of passion and desire in his eyes. This sort of gaze was rarely seen on him, who was usually quiet.
'Transcendence Realm!' Su Ming seemed to be screaming in his heart. At that moment, these three words appeared in his head!
"Transcendence Realm, step in the air, Berserker Mark in the sky. With a single word, move the Berserker Blood, break the heavens!" These were the only words that described the Transcendence Realm in the beast skin book.
Su Ming looked at the man in purple robes walking towards them in the air with a dumbfounded expression. The man looked to be in his forties. He was slightly thin, but he was incredibly handsome. There were not many signs of the Berserker Tribe on his body. Only the bone earrings on his ears revealed a hint of the Berserker Tribe's features.
That purple robe was something Su Ming had never seen before. It could not be compared to sackcloth, and neither could his beast skin robes be compared to it.
As he walked towards them, Wind Stream Tribe behind him started distorting. It was as if the sky and earth lost their color at that moment. Besides him, nothing else existed.
At the same time, the moaning of the wind ceased, and the transformations of the clouds froze!
The middle-aged man had long hair and a smile on his face. He approached them slowly. His smile was like a spring breeze, causing the Qi within Su Ming and the others to calm down. Yet as the man got closer, they felt as if they were suffocating. It was as if they did not dare to breathe.
The man's gaze seemed to contain the heavens. It made all those who looked into his eyes blank. It was as if all their secrets would be discovered by him, making them feel as if they were naked.
The dark python also stopped in mid-air, not daring to move at all. It seemed to be able to sense how terrifying the middle-aged man was. The elder slowly stood up. He hid the complicated look in his eyes when the girl appeared just now.
"I, Mo Sang, greet the Great Berserker of Wind Stream." The elder's face was old. He stood up and bowed towards the middle-aged man.
Elder, there, there, there. Mo. i The middle-aged man's voice was gentle, but he did not stop the elder from bowing. When the elder bowed, the middle-aged man waved his right hand as if he wanted to help the elder up from a distance.
The elder's body trembled, but he did not get up. Instead, under that power, he calmly bowed again! With that bow, the power around the elder's body seemed to crumble. When it gradually faded away, the elder straightened his back.
The purple-robed man gave the elder a meaningful look. He smiled, shook his head, and pointed at the elder.
"You still have the same temper as when you were young. How many years has it been? Why did you think of coming to find me this time?"
"Mo Sang has considered the request made by the Upper Barbarians in the past and has come to a decision." The elder's expression was as usual as he spoke slowly.
When the purple-robed man heard this, his expression immediately froze.
Su Ming and the others had also stood up a long time ago. They stood respectfully by the side. Su Ming was the closest to the elder. He could somewhat feel the elder's emotions as he faced his old friend. He also understood why the elder never came to Wind Stream.
As Su Ming looked at the elder's old face and his heart pounded against his chest, he glanced at the purple-robed man out of the corner of his eyes. The words the elder had once told him appeared in his head.
'The Elder of Wind Stream Tribe was weaker than me before he was 20 years old. When he was 34 years old, he could only barely fight against me. At that time, there was no one in the tribe who didn't know my name!'
Su Ming's heart was in a knot. He was about to avert his gaze when the purple-robed man looked at him with a smile. With that one look, Su Ming felt as if there was a roar in his head. He could clearly feel that the middle-aged man had seen through the concealment the elder had placed on him.
Just as Su Ming was about to lose it and his body trembled, the middle-aged man averted his gaze and looked at Bei Ling and the others. Lei Chen, Wu La, the Chief of Guards, Shan Hen, and the Head of the Guards from Dark Mountain Tribe.
"Greetings, Upper Barbarian Tribe of Wind Stream." Shan Hen was the first to bow. The others followed suit.
Lei Chen's heart pounded against his chest. He was so nervous that his face turned pale. Wu La was the same. Even Bei Ling was no longer aloof. He was instead respectful.
"I remember you. You're Bei Ling, right?" The middle-aged man pointed at Bei Ling.
Bei Ling was stunned for a moment before joy appeared in his eyes. His voice trembled as he quickly spoke respectfully.
"Upper … Upper Barbarian Tribe, I am Bei Ling."
The purple-robed man smiled and nodded his head. He looked at the elder and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed and he looked into the distance. The elder had been standing there silently. At that moment, he seemed to have noticed something as well. After the middle-aged man, he looked over.
There seemed to be a huge gust of wind whistling in the distance. A gigantic black line was charging towards them. Not long after, as the black line approached them, they could clearly see that it was a gigantic dark dragon that was about 100 feet long.
The dark dragon had hundreds of legs and looked incredibly ferocious. As it moved forward, there was black fog surrounding it. There were six people standing on it!
Su Ming looked at the approaching dark dragon and then at the person in white standing among the six people on it. A smile appeared on his face.
The person in the lead was an old woman with silver hair. She wore a black robe. She may have looked old, but it was clear that she must have been incredibly beautiful when she was young. However, her expression was so cold that people who looked at her would feel a chill down their spines.
Su Ming noticed that the elder's gaze when he looked at the old woman from Dark Dragon Tribe was slightly different.
Behind the old woman was a burly man who looked like an iron tower. The burly man was extremely tall and had an equally cold expression. His vital energy and blood were so strong that he seemed to be slightly taller than Shan Hen and the head of the guards.
Beside the old woman was a girl dressed in white. The girl's eyes were filled with hope. She was incredibly beautiful, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes that refused to go away. However, the moment she saw Su Ming, that sadness disappeared and was replaced by surprise and joy.
She even winked at Su Ming.
Su Ming was also familiar with one of the other three people. It was Si Kong. He stood on the dark dragon's back and glared at Su Ming with hatred in his eyes.
The other two people were not too old. They were about the same age as Su Ming. They were a boy and a girl. From their appearances, they seemed to be siblings. They were both silent. However, the girl had a strong build and looked voluptuous. She also had a beautiful face.
As the dark dragon approached them, the old woman and the rest of the people on it bowed towards the man in purple. Their faces were filled with respect. Even the dark dragon beneath them was trembling, as if it was terrified of the man in purple.
The man in purple still had a smile on his face. He nodded his head and accepted Dark Dragon Tribe's greeting. Then, a person charged towards them from Wind Stream Tribe. There was purple fog surrounding the person's feet. He appeared in midair and bowed towards the man in purple.
The person was an old man in white robes. It was Shi Hai, the one who took away Su Ming's medicinal pills that day!
"Shi Hai, take good care of our guest." Once the man in purple finished speaking, he looked at Dark Mountain Tribe's elder, Mo Sang, after Shi Hai obeyed.
"Mo Sang, some tribes have offered us some Mulberry Cloud Leaves as a tribute. I know that you loved them the most in the past. I was waiting for you to come and taste them with you."
The elder of Dark Mountain Tribe nodded his head slightly. He turned around and gave a few instructions to the Head of the Guards before he stood up. Su Ming was surprised when he saw the elder walking towards the man in purple as if he was walking on air. They flew towards the mudstone city together.
As he looked at the man in purple's back, a hint of desire appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
'The Transcendence Realm … I wonder when I'll be able to reach the Transcendence Realm!'
Just as Su Ming was looking forward to it, Shi Hai looked at the crowd with a smile on his face.
"Besides these juniors, all of you are old friends. You're all here earlier than the rest of the tribes. I will take care of you this time. Please enter Wind Stream City!" Shi Hai had other things on his mind. He smiled at the back of his head and after exchanging some pleasantries, he led the crowd towards the mudstone city.
During that time, Lei Chen came to Su Ming's side. He seemed to have remembered what happened at the square after he met Bai Ling and felt a little guilty. It was as if he could push all the blame onto Su Ming by standing beside him.
Su Ming would occasionally look at Bai Ling. Bai Ling would also smile and occasionally meet Su Ming's gaze. The moment their gazes met, Su Ming could hear his own heart racing.
Very soon, the people from the two tribes entered Wind Stream City and landed on a huge field. The dark dragon scattered and turned into black mist that quickly seeped into the old woman from Dark Dragon Tribe.
As for the dark python, it turned into white clouds that rose into the sky and disappeared without a trace.
There were already people from Wind Stream Tribe waiting on the huge field. Under Shi Hai's arrangements, there were people who came forward to lead the way politely and arrange their accommodations for the time being.
However, the politeness was only on the surface. There was still a hint of arrogance hidden under their attitude.
Under Shan Hen and the Head of the Guards' lead, Su Ming and the others were about to leave when a voice came from within Dark Dragon Tribe.
"You're Su Ming?"
Su Ming stopped in his tracks. When he turned around, he saw the old woman from Dark Dragon Tribe looking at him darkly.
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