Su Ming stopped outside the house and stood in the dark like a hunter. He stared at the house for a while and a frown gradually appeared on his face. He seemed to have sensed something and quickly went to the door of the house. He pushed the door open and stepped inside. There was no one in the house.
"Interesting," Su Ming mumbled to himself. Su Ming mumbled to himself and lowered his head. His eyes sparkled as he looked around. At the end of the house was a hole.
He hesitated for a moment and crouched down beside the hole to take a closer look. Then he touched the hole. It was made of mud and it was very dry. It was clear that the hole had been there for a long time.
His eyes flashed and he jumped into the hole. It was a tunnel. Su Ming did not make a single sound as he chased down the tunnel at full speed. As he moved forward, he calculated the direction of the tunnel. It was not difficult to tell that this was a tunnel that passed through the walls of the mudstone city and extended outwards.
There were some messy footprints on the ground of the tunnel. Su Ming would occasionally stop and observe them carefully. He calculated in his heart.
'There should be about seven or eight people.' Su Ming fell into deep thought and took out the horn. As he moved forward, he dug deep holes on the ground. The horn did not require much effort to dig through the mud.
Su Ming even lifted his head and looked at the top of the tunnel. There were some thick logs supporting the top of the tunnel as if they were afraid that the tunnel would collapse. Su Ming looked at them and a smile appeared on his lips.
Soon, he traveled several tens of thousands of feet before he stopped. Not far away from him, he saw a ray of moonlight shining down. That was clearly the exit.
He could vaguely hear a person's voice floating outside the exit.
The voice sounded like it was chanting. There was a strange air to it. It floated in the air as if it was not too close. Su Ming arrived at the bottom of the exit and lifted his head quickly to look at it. He immediately took a step back.
With the help of the moonlight, he saw a person sitting cross-legged on the ground as if he was guarding the cave.
'There's only one person guarding the cave. Judging by his Qi, he's only at the fourth level.' Su Ming's expression was calm. He took a step forward and leapt into the air. The moment he rushed out of the exit, the young man from Wind Stream Tribe opened his eyes abruptly, as if he was stunned.
Yet at the instant he was stunned, Su Ming lifted his right hand and swung it gently. The young man immediately felt intense pain all over his body, and a fiery red light seemed to fill his vision, as if he was being pierced by countless needles. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and just as he was about to let out a shrill scream of pain, a cold but powerful hand stretched out from the back of his head and clamped down on his mouth, causing the scream he did not manage to make to turn into moans of struggle.
Soon, his body twitched and he fainted.
Su Ming's face was calm as he stood behind him. He placed the person down gently, then crouched down and looked around him. It was late at night, and the surroundings were quiet. The silhouette of the mudstone city could be vaguely seen in the distance, as well as the flickering bonfires of the subsidiary tribes.
In another direction, Su Ming also saw a bonfire. However, the color of the flames was not red, but green! There was a strange air about the green flames. Under the moonlight of the night, there was a ghastly air to it.
The chanting came from the green bonfire.
Su Ming frowned and approached the ghastly place quietly. Slowly, when he got closer, he crouched down and saw a sight that made his heart tremble.
The green bonfire was burning fiercely. There was a large amount of dried up branches on it. Su Ming also saw some corpses among them. It was clear that the corpses had been dead for a long time. They were burning in the bonfire, letting out soft crackling sounds.
There were seven people sitting around the bonfire. Among the seven, there was one person sitting right in front of the bonfire. The other six people were divided into groups of three and sat on both sides of the bonfire. One of them was Bei Ling!
The person sitting right in front of the bonfire was a young man wearing a black robe. He had no hair and was quite handsome. However, under the light from the bonfire, there was an evil air about him.
Su Ming did not make a sound. He crouched down and focused his attention on the bonfire. Gradually, he saw some clues. He could vaguely see six waves of air coming out from the green bonfire. They were absorbed by the six people beside the bald young man, causing their faces to turn pale and their bodies to tremble slightly.
Before long, one of the six people sitting by the side stood up and walked to the bald young man's side. He knelt down on one knee and slapped his chest with both hands. Immediately, his body trembled even more violently. A drop of green blood was forced out from the center of his brows and flew towards the bald young man. At the same time, a drop of dark green blood the size of a fingernail flowed out from the center of the bald young man's brows and fused with the blood that the bald young man offered.
Once the green blood fused with the bald young man's blood, numerous blood veins appeared on the bald young man's body. However, there was a faint hint of green within those blood veins.
A strong presence of Qi erupted from the bald young man's body. Su Ming narrowed his eyes. He knew that he had made a mistake. This person was indeed not at the eighth level of the Blood Solidification Realm, but neither was he at the seventh level. He was … at the sixth level!
He was only at the peak of the sixth level and looked like he was about to break through to the seventh level.
'Looks like I've overestimated Wind Stream Tribe.' Su Ming did not move. His gaze fell on Bei Ling. At that moment, besides Bei Ling, the others had already stood up. Once they forced out the blood from the center of their brows, they returned to their original positions, exhausted.
"Wu Sen … I've given you more than ten drops of phosphorous blood over the past few days. You're very weak now. The test is tomorrow. I'll only give you one drop today. What do you think?" Bei Ling opened his eyes and looked at the bald young man with a complicated gaze.
"Hmm?" The bald young man was Wu Sen. There was a hint of green in his eyes as he stared at Bei Ling.
"Are you going back on your word? I've said it before. If you help me break through to the seventh level and I obtain the elder's Berserker Blood, I'll give you a sliver of it. It was the same in the past. If you don't participate in the first two stages, I'll give you a sliver of Berserker Blood for the last stage. It won't be a problem for you to get into the top 50. "
"This …" Bei Ling hesitated for a moment. He looked like he was struggling, but he soon gritted his teeth and stood up. He knelt down on one knee before Wu Sen and pressed his hands against his chest. Immediately, his body trembled and a drop of green blood flew out from the center of his brows.
However, the moment the blood flew out, Bei Ling's face became tired and he seemed to be dispirited. He wanted to get up and retreat to adjust his breathing, but he saw a glint in Wu Sen's eyes. He instantly lifted his right hand and tapped the center of Bei Ling's brows, who was caught off guard.
"You!" Bei Ling's body trembled violently. He was about to fight back, but the moment his finger touched the center of his brows, a hole seemed to have opened up and drops of blood flew out!
"Don't worry, we're friends. I won't kill you. I'm just helping you not to hesitate anymore. I might as well give you everything you have tonight …" Wu Sen smiled strangely and pulled his finger back. He was just about to control the dark green blood that had come out from the center of his brows to fuse with all the blood that had flown out from the center of Bei Ling's brows.
Yet at that moment, his body suddenly trembled and he widened his eyes. He did not even have the time to retrieve the dark green blood that was floating in front of him. He took a few steps back and seemed to have blended into the green fire.
A ray of black light appeared. As whistling sounds rose into the air, a long black spear charged forward like a giant black dragon. In an instant, it shot past the crowd, past the stunned Bei Ling, and went straight towards the bald man, Wu Sen.
With a muffled bang, the bonfire exploded. A large amount of green flames scattered in all directions, and a strong figure appeared abruptly. He was so fast that he stood in front of Bei Ling the moment the flames exploded. He lifted his right hand and seized the air. Immediately, Bei Ling's blood, along with Wu Sen's dark green blood, fell into the man's hand.
The man had a normal appearance. He was Su Ming, who had changed his appearance!
"This blood is good. I'll take it." His voice was hoarse. He moved his left hand and the black spear that was stabbed into the ground turned into a ball of black mist. He held it in his hand.
He looked at Wu Sen, who was retreating quickly when the flames shattered. Wu Sen's face was grave, and there was even a hint of viciousness on his face.
"You're just asking for death!" Wu Sen let out a fierce roar. A large amount of green mist instantly erupted from his body and surrounded his body. It turned into a blurry human figure that was thirty feet tall. The green figure roared soundlessly at the sky and lifted its arms. Like a zombie, it leapt towards Su Ming.
At the same time, the others also reacted to the situation and started circulating their Qi in their bodies. However, this was not the first time they had offered the green blood at the center of their brows to Su Ming. They were currently in a weakened state. Just as they were about to attack, Su Ming smiled coldly and stabbed the long spear in his left hand into the ground.
The Qi in his body surged into the long spear, causing a large amount of black mist to erupt from the spear. The moment the spear pierced the ground, a rumbling sound rang out once again. The ground seemed to tremble. A wave of air swept through the area with Su Ming as the center, forcing the weakened people to retreat.
Soon after, Su Ming charged towards Wu Sen at an incredibly fast speed. At the same time, he lifted the long spear in his left hand. As the black mist rushed into the sky, it seemed to have turned into a blurry image of a black eagle. It spread its wings and stirred up a huge gust of wind. With a ferocious expression, it charged towards the zombie-like figure.
At that moment, the moonlight in the sky seemed to have shone brightly. Without anyone noticing, a ray of moonlight appeared out of nowhere and fused into the black eagle, fighting against the blurry green figure.
Like a thunderclap, Su Ming's body tumbled backwards. He staggered a few steps before he quickly retreated. He charged towards the tunnel and crawled into it.
The moment he retreated, a furious roar traveled forth. The blurry green figure crumbled. Wu Sen's face was ferocious. There was a wound on his chest and blood flowed out of it.
"How dare you injure me!" The green light in his eyes grew stronger. He rushed out and chased after Su Ming.
The two of them disappeared into the cave in the blink of an eye, leaving behind the crowd, including Bei Ling. Their faces were filled with shock. They looked at each other, not daring to chase after the two of them.
However, not long after, a muffled sound rang out from the ground. It was as if the underground tunnel had collapsed, and furious roars could be faintly heard. After a long while, Wu Sen walked out of the tunnel with a dark expression. He looked extremely miserable, and there was even a monstrous rage spreading from him. However, under that rage, there was an anxiety that no one could sense.
"I've already snatched back my Blood of Corpses, but I won't be refining it tonight. Find this person! You must find him! He's not a member of Wind Stream Tribe! "Find him! I'll break his neck with my own hands!"
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