With an apathetic look in his eyes, Su Ming flew slowly in the sky. He did not look at the ground. Usually, wherever he went, all the undying souls that appeared on the ground would tremble, and with a casual push or seize of his hand, they would immediately shatter and turn into an endless amount of fog that chased after him as he left into the distance.
At that moment, he was no different from the old man in white in the past.
This process lasted for a very, very long time. One year, two years, three years … ten years, thirty years, fifty years … one hundred years … perhaps even longer.
Su Ming did not die again. He had only died twice. Once he died and was resurrected the second time, he continued walking, following the moaning sound of the horn and devouring the endless amount of white fog in the vast world.
His strength made him even more numb. The dazed look on his face had already disappeared, and the fatigue was no longer there. There was only calmness left, but this calmness was not the calmness of his heart, but a physical manifestation of his numbness.
He did not know just how many undying souls he had absorbed. During the endless amount of time, he did not stop for even a single moment. He continued moving forward and devouring, and Su Ming had devoured more than nine existences like the red-haired man.
Every single time he devoured an undying soul like this, Su Ming would become stronger. The act of pressing down and seizing the air seemed to have become second nature to him.
One day, Su Ming saw a mountain before him. It was a gigantic mountain that towered into the clouds. There was a gigantic statue of a dragon snake coiled around the mountain. The dragon snake's head was lowered from the highest point in the sky, as if it was looking down at the ground.
The moaning sound of the horn traveled out languidly from the mountain and the statue, spreading through the area. The instant Su Ming saw the statue and the mountain, he felt a strong wave of calling out to him in his numb heart.
"Undying warrior soul … return …" An old voice echoed in Su Ming's heart at that moment. There was an ancient and ancient air to that voice, and when it fell into Su Ming's heart, he shuddered.
With an apathetic look in his eyes, he slowly walked forward. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he leaped up and landed on the gigantic dragon snake's body.
In his heart, there was a kind of guidance that was calling him to choose one of the scales on the Snake Dragon's body. He would sit there cross-legged and wait for the Undying Battle Soul to return …
Su Ming walked on the dragon snake's gigantic scales. As he moved forward, he saw that the scales on the dragon snake's body were packed densely together. There were hundreds of thousands of them. Su Ming sat down cross-legged on one of the scales and looked ahead with a stupefied expression on his face.
It was as if this was where he belonged, as if this was the end of his journey. The moaning sound of the horn in the sky became clearer and clearer. This sound gradually made him feel drowsy. He slowly closed his eyes, and an indescribable sense of exhaustion gradually drowned him like a tide.
Yet right at the moment he was about to close his eyes completely, Su Ming lowered his head. From the corner of his eye, he saw a line of words that had been scribbled by someone not too far away. It was clear that someone had used a finger to carve a line of words …
"I am Su Ming …"
These were the four words that were carved on the scale …
The instant Su Ming saw those four words, his numb gaze froze for a moment, then shrank swiftly. He was clearly stunned for a moment. Those four words seemed to have multiplied in size and were flashing in his head with loud rumbling sounds.
In the blink of an eye, he rose to his feet and stared at the words. He was panting, and waves of shock battered his heart. As soon as he looked at the words, he felt a sense of familiarity. It was almost as if... he were the one who had carved them!!
Just as Su Ming's heart trembled, the old voice that had been echoing in the air previously suddenly reverberated in the world once again.
"Undying Battle Soul … return …" The instant the voice reverberated in the air, a strong suction force immediately came from the scale under Su Ming's feet. That suction force made it impossible for Su Ming to fight against it. It was as if the source of his great power came from the statue. It could give him power, but it could also take it back at any time.
As that suction force erupted forth, Su Ming's body instantly became indistinct. A large amount of white fog spread out madly from his body and was rapidly absorbed by the scale under his feet.
A feeling of weakness filled Su Ming's entire heart and soul. His vision became blurry, but the instant all of this became indistinct and weak, a bang rang out in Su Ming's head. It was as if a bolt of lightning had flashed in his head, causing him to remember something at that instant!
He remembered what this place was. He remembered why he came here. He remembered his own identity. He remembered the small snake, remembered the Candle Dragon, remembered everything.
He also remembered the Candle Dragon's Curse and the words it had said.
'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!
'I won't fall into depravity! I won't! I'm not the Undying warrior soul, I am … Su Ming! ' Su Ming lifted his head and roared. His feet had already disappeared, and most of his body was rapidly turning invisible. Right at the instant he was about to be completely absorbed and devoured by the dragon snake's scale, he swiftly lowered his head and used what remained of his right index finger to use all the remaining strength in his body to point at the scale and write down a row of words!
'This is the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable …' This row of words was hastily scribbled behind the words' I am Su Ming '. The instant his body disappeared, Su Ming hastily scribbled them down.
At the instant he finished writing those words, he had only written half of the word 'Realm' when his right hand turned into fog with a bang. Everything about his body turned into white fog and was absorbed completely by the scale.
Su Ming died. He disappeared.
Once he died, the mountain regained its calm. The statue of the dragon snake was still coiled around the mountain, unmoving like a dead object.
However, if anyone walked on the hundreds of thousands of scales on its body and took a closer look, then they would see … the same words written on more than one hundred thousand scales …
"I am Su Ming …
"I am Su Ming …
"I am Su Ming, this is the Candle Dragon …
"Undying and Imperishable World …
"I am Su Ming. I want to wake up. I can't fall into depravity …
"I am Su Ming. The small snake is in danger. Only by waking up can I save it …
"I am Su Ming. I came from the land of Berserkers …
"I am Su Ming. Sky and earth, ice and fire …
"I am Su Ming. Don't devour the Undying souls. Please don't devour them …
"Even if you devour one, you won't be able to …"
These words existed on more than one hundred thousand scales. Most of them only had the words' I am Su Ming 'written on them. Only a few scales had two lines of words on them. If anyone took a closer look, they would find that the two lines of words were clearly carved at different times …
All of these were carved by Su Ming! He did not just die twice. This was just something that existed in his memories. In truth, he had come to this mountain and this statue countless times …
Every single time he came here, right at the final moment when his body turned into white fog and was absorbed by the scales, he would remember everything. He had no way of fighting back. He could only use this clumsy method to tell his next self what this place was, what his mission was, what he wanted to do, and that he could not fall into depravity!
This was a very, very clumsy method, and also a sad and pitiful method. Yet at the same time, Su Ming's tenacity and determination could be seen from the words written on the scales that numbered to more than one hundred thousand. He could also see his persistence and … madness!
This was the Candle Dragon's … Undying and Imperishable World!
There was no strong sunlight on the vast land. The light in the area was eternal. It was neither bright nor dark. Wisps of white fog floated out from the white ground and gradually turned into faint, illusory figures.
One of those figures opened his eyes, and there was a gray, vacant look in his eyes. He … was Su Ming …
Time passed by. He moved forward with the swarm of undying souls by his side, following the sound of the horn. Gradually, after dying several times, he finally became the strongest among the swarm of undying souls.
Step by step, as he continued devouring, he gradually became stronger, gradually becoming a powerful Berserker. He possessed great power and mastered the ability to press down and seize the air, to move as fast as possible, to slow down as possible, to remain still as possible, to move as possible. With these abilities, he walked through the world and enjoyed the comfort and strength he gained after devouring undying souls. He also went through the time when his eyes were filled with a gray hue, and when the gray hue disappeared and became bright, he remembered his own name. But in the end, he still became numb and calm, and he once again came to the place where the horn called out to him.
When he came to one of the scales on the dragon snake statue's body, the statue remembered everything the instant its body disappeared, and on the scale before him, he left behind a sentence that he wanted to tell his next self that he would never give up and would never despair …
Perhaps he would not be able to see these words the next time, because there were simply too many scales in this place …
But this was hope. This was the last hope he could think of … He did not want to sink into oblivion. He wanted to fight back!
Time passed. As Su Ming died and was reborn again and again, he came to the statue of the dragon snake time and time again, and as his words flowed down his throat, most of the hundreds of thousands of scales on the dragon snake's body had been carved into them by him time and time again.
More than half of them had two lines carved on them, some had three lines carved on them, some had four lines carved on them, and there were no more than thirty scales that had five lines carved on them …
"I am Su Ming …"
"This is the dead Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World …"
"The small snake is in danger. Only when I am truly awake can I save it …"
"Understand the sky and earth, ice and fire, and find the pros and cons that belong to me. This is the only way to leave this place …"
"Don't devour undying souls, don't devour even a single one of them … Please, please, don't devour …"
"Those who openly offend the mighty Han must be killed, no matter how far away they are! I've stopped using Japanese goods since a long time ago, and I won't use them in the future either!
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