Su Ming mumbled and lowered his head to look at his right hand. His body had completely gained corporeal form at that moment, and he looked no different from a physical body.
A long black robe appeared around his body, and his long black hair danced in the wind. It formed a contrast with the white fog around him, causing his figure to be faintly discernible within the white fog.
The white fog was swiftly seeping into Su Ming's body, and he was continuously absorbing it.
Su Ming did not bother himself with the white fog. The intelligence in his eyes grew, and gradually, they began to shine brightly. He looked at his right hand, as if he was deep in thought.
After a long while, when the final wisp of white fog seeped into his body and disappeared, Su Ming stood alone on the empty ground. His gaze was still on his right hand.
Time trickled by. Several days later, Su Ming slowly lifted his unmoving right hand. Once he pushed it down on the ground, he seized the air through the air.
'What is this divine ability? It's just a simple push and seize the air, so why does it possess such great power..? This push can destroy all manner of things, and this seize can absorb all the essence in the things that crumble..?' Su Ming closed his eyes. After a moment, when he opened them again, he looked at the sky.
As he absorbed the white fog, his memories slowly returned. Besides remembering his own name, he also remembered how he had died twice in this strange world.
The first time, he had died after being devoured by someone. The second time, he had died when the old man in white pressed down and seized the air in the sky …
However, that was all he could remember. As for how he had appeared in this strange world, he was still a little confused.
'Could it be that there's some sort of power contained within this push and seize the air that I don't understand..?' In silence, Su Ming sat down cross-legged on the white ground and looked at his right hand. In the midst of his contemplation, he continued immersing himself in that push and seize the air.
As time passed, wisps of white fog gradually seeped out of the ground around Su Ming. The souls who had died in the past were about to be resurrected, but the moment they appeared, they immediately charged towards Su Ming. It was as if the spot where Su Ming was had turned into a huge vortex that could absorb everything.
As the white mist surrounded him, it disappeared into Su Ming's right hand in the blink of an eye and was absorbed into his body. Su Ming's mind became clearer, and an incredibly comfortable feeling made him close his eyes.
This feeling was the feeling of one's body rapidly becoming stronger, the feeling of one's soul strengthening, and the feeling of metamorphosis. After trying it once, it would be very difficult for one to not try it again.
After some time, Su Ming opened his eyes, and they shone brilliantly.
"If I devour the other souls here, I can slowly remember more of my memories. It can make me feel stronger, and it can make me no longer have to endure the pain of death in this place …" Su Ming mumbled. He stood up and looked at the gray sky. He took a deep breath, lifted his foot, and charged forward.
A freezing glare shone in his eyes. His body was like a wisp of black smoke as he charged forward on the white ground. He did not know how much time had passed. He only knew that there was a desire in his heart, a desire to devour more undying souls.
On this day, he saw a swarm of thousands of undying souls before him. At the same time he saw them, the undying souls also saw Su Ming.
As shrill roars reverberated in the air, the swarm of undying souls roared and charged towards Su Ming under the lead of the dozens of souls who were clearly much stronger than before.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes as he stood there. The instant the undying souls closed in on him, he lifted his right hand and pushed forward. With that one push, a layer of ripples manifested before Su Ming and spread out like a wave. Booming sounds rang out one after another, and the undying souls right at the front started trembling viciously. Some of them even crumbled.
Su Ming immediately seized the air with his right hand, and the crumbling undying souls immediately turned into waves of white fog that charged towards him. The moment the white fog fused into him, Su Ming lifted his head and let out a satisfied roar. He charged forward and started fighting against the undying souls that had not crumbled.
Su Ming did not know any other methods. He only knew how to press down and seize the air. However, after trying this simple move countless times, he found that it contained a power he did not understand. The instant he rushed into the swarm of undying souls, booming sounds rang out continuously.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Ming stood there alone with his head lowered. A thick layer of white fog surrounded his body, and besides that, there were no other undying souls around him.
After a long while, Su Ming lifted his head. His eyes were no longer gray, but were sparkling brightly. He licked his lips and with one move, he flew up from the ground and charged into the distance in midair.
At the end of the world in the distance, the moaning sound of a horn reverberated in the air, and it served as a guide for all the undying souls who heard it to be summoned towards its location.
The sound of the horn also served as a summon to Su Ming. As he absorbed more undying souls, the sound of the horn became clearer and stronger. It was filled with temptation, as if his mission was to make himself continuously become stronger so that he could head towards the place where the horn was.
As he continued flying forward, he saw several waves of undying souls on the ground, and whenever he ran into them, he would press down on the ground in midair.
As he continued going through his experiences and as he continued absorbing and becoming stronger, the number of times he could make a part of the undying souls crumble gradually increased until half of the undying souls crumbled. Su Ming did not keep track of how much time passed. He only felt that a long time had passed. He had flown far, far away, and the swarm of undying souls that appeared on the ground would usually crumble in large areas when he pressed down on them.
His body was like flesh and blood. His hair danced in the air, his black robes danced as he flew, and his right hand had already pressed down and seized the air multiple times. It could even be said to be an infinite number of times!
He could feel his own strength clearly. That strength was something that made all the undying souls on the ground tremble when they saw him without even needing to shout as he flew through the sky.
However … as time passed, Su Ming's eyes gradually lost their sparkle. Fatigue slowly appeared, and a hint of numbness slowly appeared in his eyes.
His current appearance was somewhat similar to that of the old man he had seen before …
The sound of the horn continued ringing, but it seemed as if it would never reach the place it came from. One day, as Su Ming was flying, he suddenly came to a halt and turned his head around to look at the world to his right. Over there, he saw a long red arc charging forth at an incredible speed.
The instant Su Ming looked towards that long arc, it stopped several thousands of feet away from him and turned into a red-haired man. Half of his body was covered in armor, and his red hair danced in the air. His upper body was bare as he looked towards Su Ming.
His eyes were similar to Su Ming's. There was apathy in their dullness.
Su Ming looked at him, and he looked back at Su Ming. The two of them stared at each other in midair for a moment before the man suddenly let out a roar. He took a huge step forward and charged towards Su Ming. When he closed in, he lifted his right hand and swung it towards the sky. Immediately, a long spear manifested out of nowhere in his right hand, and he held it in his hand.
Once he held the long spear, Su Ming threw it out as he moved forward. The long spear stirred up a piercing sound as it sliced through the air and charged towards Su Ming at an incredible speed.
It was so fast that in the eyes of others, it looked like a bolt of lightning that pierced through Su Ming's chest in an instant. However, in Su Ming's eyes, at the instant the long spear was thrown out, everything in the world slowed down. Not only did the long spear slow down, even his body slowed down.
Everything slowed down. He saw the long spear flying out bit by bit and closing in on him bit by bit. His right hand was also slowly lifted, and when the long spear finally arrived in front of him, the tip of the long spear stabbed into his chest at a slow speed. An intense pain that made him feel as if he was being torn apart spread through Su Ming's chest at a much slower speed.
In his eyes, the tip of the long spear pierced through his body. Once the intense pain spread out, it slowly shot out of his body and fell on the ground behind him.
Only at that moment did the world before his eyes return to normal, but at the instant it did so, a small part of Su Ming's body crumbled. As it crumbled, Su Ming lifted his right hand swiftly and pushed towards the man.
With it, the man shuddered, and his armor exploded to reveal his body. At the same time, his body started trembling violently, and cracks appeared on it.
As Su Ming seized the air with his right hand, a large amount of white fog that was so thick that it could not be described with words charged towards him …
The man roared madly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and hurled a punch towards Su Ming. His speed was incredibly slow, but in Su Ming's eyes, the man's speed had already reached an extreme.
This was a difficult battle. Booming sounds reverberated in the world, and several hours later, they gradually faded away. White fog that surged into the sky filled the land, and it was so thick that it could almost compare to the amount of white fog Su Ming had absorbed on his way here added together.
The thick fog was rapidly diminishing as it was continuously absorbed by the person within. An hour later, as the fog thinned out, a person gradually appeared within.
Long black hair, long black robes, a dazed face, apathetic eyes … Su Ming walked out slowly and lowered his head to look at his right hand. The apathetic look in his eyes was the same as that of the old man he had met before!
"Undying soul … I am the Undying warrior soul …" Su Ming mumbled. His memories had not recovered. It was as if no matter how much he absorbed, he could only learn his own name.
The only thing that increased was his strength, a strength that made him feel as if he had the world in his hands!
He had fallen into depravity …
Vaguely, there seemed to be a low voice echoing in the gray world. That voice was incredibly distant, as if it contained the passage of time, but if anyone listened carefully, they would only hear the moaning sound of a horn. They would not be able to hear the voice formed by the horn.
"If you fall into depravity, then I will devour you and be resurrected successfully. If you wake up, then I will willingly be devoured by my own kind and bless it with new life!" "If you like this work, then you are welcome to vote for me and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation."
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