This was the first time he had awakened his memories without devouring any undying souls!
As his memories awakened and he learned of his own name, Su Ming closed his eyes. The undying souls beside him slowly floated into the distance. Their minds were still in a daze, but they did not know how to fight back.
As for the undying soul Su Ming had scattered, some white fog spread out from its body. That fog surrounded Su Ming, as if it longed to fuse into his body.
Yet after a long while, when Su Ming opened his eyes, he looked at the white fog and walked out quietly. He did not absorb even a single bit of it. Besides his own name, everything else was still indistinct in his memories. However, the desire to devour undying souls had lessened slightly as he continued killing.
A hint of intelligence also appeared in the gray hue in his eyes. Su Ming floated forward slowly along the ground under his feet. Time trickled by, and in the blink of an eye, half a year went by. During this time, Su Ming had gone through several battles and no longer absorbed the white fog. Usually, when he saw a swarm of undying souls, as long as it was not a large swarm, he would quietly rush over.
If he did not absorb the white fog, he would not become stronger. That was why every single time he killed, it would be better if he ran into those who did not know how to fight back, but if he ran into those who devoured their companions to become stronger, then it would be incredibly difficult.
Yet as he continued killing, while Su Ming did not become stronger, his memories were awakened, and he remembered some of his divine abilities …
He remembered the Wind Separation Slash, remembered the Lightning Berserker Art, remembered some of Hong Luo's legacies. With these methods, Su Ming no longer chose to fight against the undying souls that did not know how to fight back, but instead chose to fight against the powerful souls!
As he fought against them, Su Ming gradually discovered that he had plenty of shortcomings. He was not decisive enough when he attacked, had too many tricks up his sleeves, and could not kill with one strike. In fact, when he ran into danger, he would even make mistakes in his choices.
The price for all of this was that his body broke down several times, and he even died twice …
Perhaps it was because he did not devour any undying souls, but Su Ming, who had died twice, was different from how he usually was when he woke up. His memories did not become blurry. They were still the same as before he died. Every single time he died, he would think about the reason behind his failure, and then he would continue killing.
He could clearly feel that he was slowly becoming stronger. This kind of strength was not the strength of devouring immortal souls, but his own control of battle, his understanding of spells, and his judgment of will.
He had already given up on many useless tricks when he attacked. His mind was firm and resolute. Once he attacked, he would go straight for his target, and he would not relax or relax in the slightest.
Gradually, as the number of deaths increased, as Su Ming continued dying and resurrecting, as he summarized and improved on his failures, his speed of killing became faster, and he started targeting the powerful souls within the large group of undying souls instead of the small group of undying souls.
Because of it, the number of powerful souls he would have to face would increase by quite a large margin. To him, the level of danger would also increase, but this sort of slaughter would not only allow Su Ming to go through a metamorphosis in his fighting prowess, it would also allow him to continuously awaken.
Not only did he remember his Divine Powers and his name, he even remembered that this place was … the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World!
If that was all there was to it, it wouldn't have been a big deal. However, after dying dozens of times, after slaughtering countless undying souls, after giving up on devouring the boundless white mist, scenes of his last reincarnation began to appear in his memories. Everything that had happened during his last reincarnation!
He saw everything he went through when he devoured immortal souls in his previous reincarnation, right up to the place where the horn came from, where he died.
His memories came to a halt at this point, and he was unable to recall anything else. Even in his previous reincarnation, the scene on the Serpent Dragon's body was a blur to him. He did not know why he had done that, or why he had carved a mark on the scale.
Yet he had a feeling that if he continued like this, then one day, he would be able to remember everything. The slaughter continued. Su Ming wore a black robe and his hair moved without wind. He had used his own method to change the Wind Berserker Art, and it was the same for the Lightning Berserker Art. This change caused the lethality of the Art to become even more decisive.
Time passed bit by bit like this. Ten years, fifty years, a hundred years …
Su Ming walked past thousands of undying souls. His feet did not stop for even a single moment. Wherever he went, he would point with his right hand, and a strong gust of wind would appear out of nowhere. Then, he would throw a punch with his left hand, and lightning would rumble, causing a large amount of things to crumble and explode.
The dozens of powerful souls among the undying souls would disappear and turn into white fog once Su Ming walked past them, but Su Ming did not absorb even a single one of them.
This sort of slaughter could no longer satisfy Su Ming. It could not allow him to gain more experience. This sort of slaughter could not allow him to experience danger.
During the hundred years of slaughter, he had also died nearly a hundred times, but every single time he died and revived, Su Ming would think about the reason behind it and change the source of his death so that he could transcend himself.
His will had gone through an unimaginable refinement during these hundred years. As he continued killing and as his memories recovered, he remembered even more cycles of reincarnation, and every single time he went through them, he would remember everything that had happened during each of his cycles of life and death.
His expression gradually turned apathetic. However, this apathy might seem the same compared to his previous cycles of life and death, but in truth, it was completely different. This apathy was due to habit and apathy, and the source of the apathy during the cycles of life and death was confusion.
One of them was due to habit, and the other was due to confusion. These two types of apathy were like the difference between heaven and earth.
Fatigue also appeared on Su Ming's body. This fatigue from killing and the feeling of having to fight to recover his memories caused his body and mind to feel haggard.
However, he still had to continue doing this!
When another hundred years passed, he remembered the ten thousand cycles of life and death he had gone through. Based on his memories, he knew everything about the vast land and the Undying and Imperishable World like the back of his hand.
His targets of slaughter started turning towards the Undying warrior souls like the red-haired man in the past. Only these sort of warrior souls could make him feel the threat of death when he fought against them.
"If there is heaven, then there is earth …" Su Ming attacked. In a spot in the sky, he was engaged in a battle to the death against a person whose entire body was surrounded by black fog. The low roars coming from that person shook the sky, and his actions intersected with that of heat and ice, as well as fire, overlapped with each other.
"If there is fire, then there is ice …" There was an old man fighting against Su Ming on a protruding hill on the white land. That old man had a head full of white hair and an apathetic look in his eyes, but when he attacked, he pressed down and seized the air, causing Su Ming to break down and die multiple times …
However, every single time he woke up, Su Ming would continue fighting!
"If there is pressure, then those who need to be absorbed will be devoured …" Su Ming was fighting at full strength against a man of thirty feet in the sky. That man's punches contained two different sensations of lightness and heaviness, making it difficult for others to withstand them. He roared in anger, and as he roared, three words came out of his mouth!
"Imperishable soul!"
"The Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World is also the same …" Su Ming sat on a protruding hill on the white land and looked at the gray sky as he mumbled under his breath.
His memories had already recovered to the time before he went through hundreds of thousands of reincarnations. Four hundred years had passed, and during these four hundred years, he had not absorbed a single hint of white fog. He had relied solely on his own body to fight as he died and woke up again and again!
There were plenty of people here that he still could not win against, such as the thirty feet tall man and the old man who pressed down and seized the air. Su Ming had died multiple times because of them.
'There are two sides to everything here, just like that one pressing down and one seizing the air. Pressing down sends out power to destroy all things, and seizing the air absorbs fog to nourish the soul …
'Then there's the fast and the slow, then there's the lightness and the heaviness, and many other things … All of them are two different sides.' Su Ming closed his eyes, and a pensive look appeared on his apathetic face.
'The Undying Soul is what I looked like when I was reincarnated. I absorbed the fog here to nourish my soul and eventually became stronger, and the Imperishable Soul … is the path I'm taking right now. They're like two extremes!
'The Undying Soul means that it will never truly die. It can be resurrected every single time, but after it is resurrected, its memories will disappear, and not a single thing will be left … But the Imperishable Soul means that my memories will not be destroyed. I can retain my original memories even after I die and wake up countless times!
'Perhaps the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World was originally prepared for the Imperishable Soul … But the Imperishable Soul requires a powerful will. If it doesn't have this will, it'll be difficult for it to last until the end …' Su Ming lifted his right hand and pointed casually behind him. With it, a short person immediately crawled out of the air behind him. That person had an apathetic look on his face. He opened his mouth wide, wanting to devour Su Ming, but Su Ming's finger had already touched the center of his brows.
With a bang, the short person's body exploded and turned into white fog. Su Ming waved his arm, and that fog spread into the distance. This matter was as normal as breathing to Su Ming, and it did not cause his thoughts to stop for even a single moment.
'I need to search for the pros and cons that belong to me. It's not the sky and earth, not ice and fire, not that pressing down and seizing the air, not lightness and heaviness, not being fast and slow …' Su Ming opened his eyes and looked at the gray sky. In silence, a dazed look appeared on his face.
Time trickled by. One hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years. Su Ming continued sitting there. There was a large amount of white fog around him. That white fog was spread out by the undying souls he killed in this place, and due to its existence, it was incredibly attractive to many undying souls. Usually, some undying souls would come to this place and become stronger after absorbing the white fog, but the instant they pounced on Su Ming, Su Ming would tap the center of their brows with one finger, and they would explode and die with a bang.
That one finger was a killing move that Su Ming had created during the seven hundred years he spent killing and thinking. He had fused his Wind Berserker, Lightning Berserker, Nascent Soul's divine abilities, and all the memories he had gained from the endless cycles of life and death in this place!
This killing move was very simple. It only required one finger, but that finger contained the speed of lightning, the power of wind and thunder, the strangeness of seizing and pressing down, the source of lightness and heaviness, the law of lightness and slowness, and Su Ming's life and soul!
On this day, as Su Ming went through the endless cycles of life and death, the scene of him truly descending to this world for the first time appeared in his memories … He remembered why he had come here, remembered the small snake, remembered the old man in black robes, remembered the words that had stirred his heart when he fought against the Candle Dragon.
'The fusion of the sky and earth, the fusion of ice and fire … Fusion …' For the first time in the hundreds of years Su Ming had been sitting in this place, Su Ming opened his eyes, and a brilliant light shone in them.
"I understand …" (To be continued). If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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