"Just because you have a high level of cultivation, you can place your will above others?" Su Ming's voice was cold. His life had always been like this in his memories. It was the same when he was in Dark Mountain. Bi Tu's strength made him think he could ignore everything.
It was the same when he was in Han Mountain's stone and the guest who chased after He Feng's life. It was the same when he was in Han Mountain. The suppression of someone with a high level of cultivation against the weak was a feeling that they could never fight back!
When it came to Di Tian, Su Ming once again felt that helplessness. Everything was under his control. His fate was not in his hands, and it was all because of Di Tian's strength that all those who were inferior to him had to obey him!
'Is this the law of the jungle..? If this is the law of the world, then I will definitely not be a weakling. I will become a powerful warrior, because only then will I have the right to destroy this law I don't like!'
The three hundred something feet tall Spirit of Nine Yin before Su Ming lifted his battle axe with a roar and swiftly swung it down on the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple. As the battle axe fell, the world roared, and a gigantic crack was torn open in the air. The old Shaman's expression changed. As he retreated, he lifted his right index finger and pointed towards the incoming battle axe.
With that one point, the Grand Elder's right index finger instantly turned black. Black mist appeared and turned into a vengeful soul before his finger. That soul had eight different heads, and they were the faces of men, women, the elderly, and the young. Each of them was filled with murderous aura, and as they let out piercing screams, they charged towards the battle axe like a shooting star with a long tail.
"Malevolent Soul! As expected of a Spirit Medium who's half a step into the End Realm. He managed to refine a Malevolent Soul! "
Someone on the ground who saw this immediately recognized it.
Once the eight-headed Malevolent Soul flew out, its body grew in the wind, and in an instant, it grew to a hundred something feet tall. It crashed into the battle axe that was swinging down, turning into a shocking boom. As it reverberated in the air, Su Ming's cold voice traveled forth.
"Just because you have great power, you can snatch other people's things as you please?" The instant the Spirit of Nine Yin's battle axe crashed into the Malevolent Soul, Su Ming's clone rushed out. Before he even closed in, the black beetle had already swept past him. Buzzing sounds reverberated in the air, and it turned into a gigantic black hand that charged towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
At the same time, Su Ming's Nascent Soul clone let out a low growl.
"Nine Transformations, Ten Transformations, One Unity!" As he spoke, Su Ming's clone pointed at the old man with his right hand. With it, black light started flashing rapidly on his index finger, and the clone's index finger instantly turned pitch black. At the same time, wisps of black smoke flew out from his finger and turned into an eight-headed Malevolent Soul that was exactly the same as the one the old man had cast previously!
The moment the Evil Soul appeared, the expressions of everyone who witnessed it immediately changed. Even the expression of the old man from the God of Shamans Temple changed at that moment.
"Nine Transformations, Reactivate!" A dark light shone in Su Ming's clone's eyes, and immediately, a black horn appeared on each of the heads of the eight-headed souls before him. As they roared, they rushed out and rushed towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple along with the gigantic hand formed by the black beetles.
At the same time, the Spirit of Nine Yin laughed ferociously. The battle axe in his hand might have been bounced back from the clash just now, but his body had still charged forward as the battle axe bounced back. With his body as his strength and his arm as a bridge, he withstood the rebound. At the same time, an even greater power erupted from his body, and once he withstood the rebound with brute force, he swung the battle axe in his right hand and swung it down once again.
Immediately after, the Spirit of Nine Yin started chanting an ancient incantation. As he spoke, circles that looked like tree rings appeared on his body. These circles were packed densely together and covered the man's body in layers, causing him to growl and swing his axe down. A gigantic shadow appeared in the sky.
That shadow was a huge tree that reached the sky. At that moment, that tree was rapidly descending, as if it was being suppressed by a seal, and it charged towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
The expression of the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple changed and he was forced to retreat once again. To him, this was a humiliation. As the Great Elder of the God of Shamans Temple and a powerful Shaman who was half a step into the End of Shamans, even if the Spirit of Nine Yin before him was strong, he was still forced to retreat twice. To him, this was a humiliation before tens of thousands of people.
"Spirits of Nine Yin fight for the price. If that's the case, then I don't mind killing you!" Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple. He spread his arms wide and waved all ten of his fingers forward. Immediately, all ten of his fingers turned black, as if they had melted and turned into a large amount of black smoke in an instant.
That black smoke gathered together and turned into a black ripple before the old man. Then, it swiftly spread out and crashed into all the incoming divine abilities.
"Spirit Medium, touch the void!" The old man let out a low roar, and the black ripple moved at an indescribable speed. The first thing it touched was the hand formed by the black beetles. The moment the hand touched the black ripple, it immediately collapsed and the black beetles inside it were immediately sent tumbling back.
At the same time, the eight-headed Malevolent Soul formed by Su Ming's Nine Transformations Art crashed into the ripple with a shrill howl. Seven of its heads shattered, but one head, perhaps because it was a Malevolent Soul formed by Su Ming's Nine Transformations Art and was similar to the old man's Malevolent Soul, shot through the ripple and charged towards the old man with a ferocious expression.
As for the Spirit of Nine Yin, when his battle axe crashed into the ripple, he let out a low growl, and a violent boom shook the air violently. His body was pushed back, and madness appeared in the man's eyes. He started chanting, and the instant he did so, his head crashed into the battle axe before him. The battle axe shuddered and shattered!
As the battle axe shattered, a huge wave of power erupted from within and crashed into the black ripple. As booming sounds reverberated in the air, the man took a few steps back once again and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
However, an even stronger fighting spirit appeared in his eyes under his helmet.
The black ripple also started distorting when the Spirit of Nine Yin paid the price of his battle axe shattering. After flashing a few times, it shattered abruptly and turned into a large amount of black smoke that tumbled backwards.
However, the battle was not over yet. The gigantic tree in the sky had already closed in on the old man and was crashing into him. The Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple swung his arm and crashed into the incoming gigantic tree through the air. Booming sounds rang out once again, and as they reverberated in the air, the gigantic illusory tree shattered inch by inch and completely crumbled before the old man.
However, it was clear that the old man was not in a good state either. His face was slightly pale, and once he scattered the gigantic illusory tree, he bit the tip of his tongue and coughed out a mouthful of blood. His blood spilled on the Malevolent Soul that only had one head left less than five feet away from him!
"You think you can treat others as ants just because you have great power?" As Su Ming's voice traveled forth, a gray glare appeared in the Poison Corpse's eyes and he took a swift step towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
As the Poison Corpse walked out, the presence of a Berserker in the Berserker Soul Realm spread out from his body without holding anything back. Poisonous fog surrounded him, and with a roar that sounded like that of a wild beast, he charged forward.
Su Ming's clone also formed a seal with his hands, and the small virescent sword grew several times larger. Once it turned into a huge sword, the clone coughed out a mouthful of Nascent Soul aura, and an endless amount of whirlwinds appeared around the virescent sword. Light shone ten thousand feet, and the sword sliced down towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple.
Behind the Poison Corpse and the clone, the Spirit of Nine Yin plucked off his head to reveal his face. His skin was brown and cracked, making him look like a tree. With a low growl, the man threw away his helmet and roared towards the sky. More life rings appeared on his body, and his body instantly swelled up. In the blink of an eye, he was already one thousand feet tall, and from the distance, he looked as if he had turned into a big tree!
His hair spread out rapidly like a weeping willow. Once his body grew larger, the man took a huge step forward and hurled his fist towards the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple!
His fist looked like a branch of a tree. There was an ancient air to it, and at the same time, there was also an overflowing life force contained within it.
Su Ming stood in the distance and watched this scene coldly. The old man's face was dark. As the Grand Elder of the God of Shamans Temple, if he still needed someone else's help when he attacked, then what happened today would be the greatest humiliation of all humiliation!
That was why he did not even consider having the Guards of the God of Shamans attack. Instead, at the instant Su Ming's clone, the Poison Corpse, and the Spirit of Nine Yin closed in on him, killing intent flashed briefly in his eyes. He seized the air with his right hand, and a black leaf instantly appeared in his hand. The instant he placed it in his mouth and crushed it, his body instantly distorted, causing the sword that Su Ming's clone had cut to miss its target. At that moment, the old man immediately walked out from behind Su Ming.
Almost at the instant he walked out, Su Ming took a step forward, and he was so quick that in the blink of an eye, he had already traveled several hundreds of feet. At the same time, he swung his right arm towards the sky.
With that one swing, a gust of wind was stirred up by Su Ming's arm.
"Wind rises when I swing my arm …" Su Ming mumbled softly. As the Provenance of Wind in his body circulated rapidly, moaning sounds suddenly rang out in the sky. That sound was the sound of wind!
With Su Ming as the center, a large amount of wind suddenly appeared in a circular area of several hundreds of lis. That wind charged towards him from all directions, and as it rotated, it turned into a vortex of wind that blew against the sky and earth. This was … the rise of a huge gust of wind!
"Once the wind blows, the sea of clouds will appear, and the wind will descend!" Su Ming's voice was low, and he clenched his right fist in the sky!
At that moment, a large sea of clouds had formed in the sky of hundreds of lis around them due to the vortex formed by the wind. The sea of clouds moved with the wind, and it looked as if a gigantic vortex had appeared in the sky. At the instant Su Ming clenched his fist, that vortex charged towards him from the sky at a shocking speed!
'Not enough wind …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
He had been very pitiful lately. It was already the fourth day since his wife and child left for their trip. In truth, ever since he came back from the book signing, he hadn't seen his wife and child. He didn't even know what to eat, and the house was a mess … Socks were all over the floor, and the floor was covered in dirt. It was because he forgot something when he went out and did not have the time to put on his slippers … There were also a lot of bowls of instant noodles and cartons of takeaway …
'Ahem, I'm feeling a little sentimental. I should clean up by myself … There's still one more chapter before midnight. I'm begging for my last monthly vote this month, and I'm begging for a guaranteed monthly vote for September! (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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