After an unknown number of years had passed since Su Ming stepped into the Candle Dragon's burial ground, he left the place with the small snake. When he walked out of the region, he stood on the mountain and turned his head around to cast a glance behind him.
The fog had long since disappeared from the Candle Dragon's burial ground. When he looked over, the Candle Dragon's gigantic body was no longer there.
The scenes he had gone through when he stepped into this place all those years ago appeared in Su Ming's head. The murderous aura in the fog, the fight within the Candle Dragon's body, the cycle of reincarnation in the Undying and Imperishable World, and the change that eventually turned into a blessing and a test.
All of this was like a dream from a long time ago to him at that moment. It felt a little surreal. After all, his soul had been in the Undying and Imperishable World for far too long.
He might have woken up from his dream, but it would still be difficult for him to recover within a short period of time.
After some time, Su Ming averted his gaze. The small snake coiled around his shoulder and also looked at the Candle Dragon's burial ground. A reluctance to part gradually appeared in its eyes. To it, this was the place where its people lived. This was the place where it was reborn. This was also the place that truly turned it into the Candle Dragon's holy land.
Su Ming left. He took huge strides towards the sky and walked towards the direction of Shaman City in his memories.
He might have spread his divine sense outwards, but it did not cover a large area. It only covered the area nearby. If he wanted to know just how many years had passed in this place, then he had a feeling that he could find the answer in Shaman City.
His muddled memories slowly became clearer as he woke up. Those memories felt incredibly distant to Su Ming, and he flew slowly in the sky based on his memories.
He did not run into any Shamans on the way, but the land he saw was very different from what he remembered in the past.
He remained silent throughout the journey. Several days later, when Su Ming arrived at Shaman City, he saw the wreckage on the ground. The wreckage of Shaman City and the wreckage everywhere made Su Ming fall even more silent.
He stood in midair above the wreckage and looked at the ground. After a long while, he slowly descended and landed on the ground, then walked into the wreckage.
As he walked through the ruins, a dazed look gradually appeared on Su Ming's face. Illusions seemed to appear before his eyes. Wherever he went, the prosperous state of the past would appear before his eyes, but at the instant that prosperity appeared, everything would return to its current desolate state.
"What happened..?" Su Ming mumbled. His footsteps stopped in the ruins, and his gaze fell on a collapsed house. This was the inn he had stayed in in the past.
Su Ming stopped there for a moment, then continued moving forward. Slowly, he walked through the streets he had seen all those years ago and walked past the palace that was protected by the Spirits of Nine Yin. However, he did not see those palaces. It was as if they had been taken away into thin air by someone. That place was empty.
Su Ming lifted his head. He did not see the gigantic stone pillar that shot into the clouds, and it was only natural that he did not see the gigantic head that had been propped up by the stone pillar in the past. He could only see the gigantic hole in the sky and the seal formed by the countless dried up branches.
When Su Ming arrived at the center of the ruins of Shaman City, which was also the center field of the place where the treasure gambling event was held in the past, his pupils shrank.
He saw a gigantic pit on the ground. That pit was in the shape of a pentagon, and it occupied an area of about several tens of thousands of feet.
Su Ming stood at the edge of the pit with a grave expression on his face. He crouched down and grabbed some dirt from the ground at the edge of the pit. There was some power contained within that dirt.
'This is a Rune!' Su Ming lifted his head. The sky above the pit was where the hole was!
Su Ming frowned. As he was immersed in his thoughts, he suddenly lifted his right hand and pointed behind him. That action was done very casually, but it gave off a feeling that it had gone through millions of transformations. That one finger also seemed to contain the passage of time. It might seem simple, but in truth, the instant he pointed forward, a deep crack would appear in the air wherever that finger passed.
It was as if even the air could not withstand the force of that one finger. A loud bang reverberated in the air, but Su Ming did not turn his head back. He continued looking at the pit before him, still immersed in his thoughts.
However, a semi-transparent figure appeared in the empty space behind him. That figure exploded and turned into a wave of air that tumbled backwards, only disappearing when it was several thousands of feet away.
Almost at the instant the semi-transparent figure collapsed and died, nearly a hundred similar figures appeared in the air around Su Ming. These figures instantly stopped moving forward and floated in the air. When they looked at Su Ming, their gazes were filled with wariness.
After a long while, Su Ming no longer thought about the function of the Rune. His understanding of Runes mainly came from his third senior brother Hu Zi, and the other came from the Immortals' Runes that existed in Hong Luo's legacy.
Vaguely, he could only tell that one of the functions of the Rune was Relocation. As for the others, he could not tell.
Su Ming stood up and swept his gaze past the semi-transparent figures around him. At the instant his gaze came into contact with them, all of them shuddered and instinctively moved back. To them, Su Ming's gaze felt as if it had corporeal form, as if it could see through their bodies.
Su Ming swept his gaze past the semi-transparent figures. Just as he was about to avert his gaze, a sharp glint suddenly appeared in his eyes, and all his gaze fell on a figure standing at the edge.
That figure looked like a teenager. He was not tall, and his entire body was indistinct and semi-transparent. Su Ming looked at him and was momentarily stunned. He lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the teenager. Immediately, that figure charged towards him uncontrollably.
That figure floated before Su Ming. There was terror on its face, and it looked as if it wanted to struggle while letting out soundless screams. Su Ming looked at it. That figure might be indistinct, but if he observed it from a close distance, he could still see the general outline of its face. As he continued looking at it, a complicated look gradually appeared on Su Ming's face.
'Ahu …' Su Ming thought about it for a long time before he finally remembered who the person before him was. This was one of the two teenagers who had followed him into the World of Nine Yin.
'Just what happened here..?' Su Ming let go of his hand, and Ahu retreated swiftly in terror. Su Ming watched him leave, then gradually closed his eyes.
He spread his divine sense outwards slowly, and with him as the center, he spread it outwards. At that moment, he no longer cared about the fact that his Nascent Divinity still needed nourishment. He wanted to know what other changes had happened in the World of Nine Yin.
As he spread his divine sense outwards, he saw that there were tens of thousands of semi-transparent figures like Ahu in the entire Shaman City. These figures were hidden in the ruins, wandering about in a daze. They could not be seen with the naked eye, and could only be detected with divine sense.
When Su Ming spread his divine sense outwards once again, he saw the vast land beyond the ruins of Shaman City, and he saw that everything was different. After a long while, Su Ming opened his eyes.
He turned his head around and looked in a direction in the distance. Over there, his divine sense had detected a valley. He could sense some Shamans in that valley, and he could also sense a group of living creatures with gigantic wings flying swiftly towards that valley. Judging by the number of these living creatures, there were about several hundreds of them, and all of them were roaring with a murderous aura that surged into the sky!
'It's a pity that my Nascent Divinity still needs a few more months of nourishment before I can completely spread out my divine sense. Now that I've spread it out like this, it'll be difficult for me to see everything clearly. 'Once I'm done nourishing my Nascent Divinity, then I'll spread out my divine sense again, and I'll be able to locate the Poisonous Snake in Berserker Soul Realm, the puppet, and the crimson dragon based on the connection I have with them. 'And that old man in black robes, I won't let him go. As long as he's still in the World of Nine Yin, I'll have a way to find him!
'But there are Shamans in this valley. I should be able to find the answers I want there.' With one move, Su Ming turned into a long arc that charged into the sky and charged towards the valley.
Due to the disappearance of the tenth moon in the sky, the valley where the Shamans lived within the one million lis of the ruins of Shaman City was filled with anxiety. Most of them were in a state of anxiety, not knowing whether there would be any new changes in the World of Nine Yin.
In a corner of the valley was the old man in black robes whose body gave off a rotten stench. At that moment, he shuddered. His right hand was a bloody mess, and he slowly lowered it from the center of his brows.
With an anguished expression, the old man let out a long sigh.
During that instant just now, besides him, no one else in the area had noticed a divine sense sweeping through the area. If he had not been constantly on guard and cast a Secret Art the moment that divine sense spread out, ignoring his injuries and completely wiping off his presence and existence to avoid being detected by that divine sense, then his tracks would have definitely been exposed.
'Destiny should be on his way here …' The old man in black robes brought out a small black bottle from his bosom, and after a moment of hesitation, he put it away. He did not open it.
'I'm still missing three herbs for this core. If I eat it now, I'll only have a ten percent chance of breaking the Curse. If I fail, I'll lose my mind, and it'll be no different from death …
'But with my Secret Art, based on the ripples of his divine sense just now, he shouldn't be able to find me. 'If that's the case, as long as I hide myself well, I should be able to avoid this encounter.' The old man in black robes hesitated for a moment before he got up and returned to his stone cave. Once he sat down cross-legged, he circulated his power with all his might to continue activating the Secret Art.
'If it wasn't because of the Curse on me, then even if he didn't come looking for me, I'd still go and look for him … As long as I have three more years, I'm confident that I'll have a fifty percent chance of breaking the Curse on this core!' The old man in black robes shook his head and quelled the anxiety in his heart before he immersed himself in meditation.
Almost at the moment the old man immersed himself in meditation, a black cloud charged towards them from the sky outside the valley where the Shamans lived. Within that black cloud were hundreds of strange creatures with black wings and murderous expressions!
They rapidly approached the valley, and piercing howls reverberated in the air. All the Shamans who heard those howls immediately had their expressions change drastically, and fear and hatred appeared on their faces.
The appearance of the black cloud immediately caused the Shamans in the valley to be on guard. Most of the Shamans shrank into their cave abodes and stared at the long arc in the sky in the distance. All of them were incredibly nervous.
Nan Gong Hen stood on a stone platform in the valley. There were a dozen or so people dressed in rags behind him, and all of them were staring at the sky.
"Sir, we've already arranged for the other tribesmen to hide themselves. We've also activated the Protection Rune to its maximum!"
"The Fiend Bows have all been drawn, and we can bring out their might at any moment!"
"The tunnel for the aura of death on the Spirit Medium's altar has already been opened. With the accumulation we've accumulated this time, we can release the power of the aura of death twice!"
"The tribesmen who will offer up their lives are also prepared. They're willing to use their lives to maintain the activation of the Protection Rune!"
"It's been fifteen years …" Nan Gong Hen listened to the words of the people behind him, then looked at the strange creatures in the black cloud that was charging towards them from the distance and mumbled under his breath.
"It's been fifteen years since Shaman City was destroyed, and there's still no news from the outside world. Fifteen years ago, we had nearly ten thousand people, but now, we have less than a thousand people left …" Nan Gong Hen said in anguish.
"How many times have the Sacred Bats hunted us down? Fight, even if we die!"
"Can anyone guess the Shamans' plan in the World of Nine Yin in the past? It's clear that their plan has failed. Perhaps everyone can guess a little. There was a foreshadowing before this ~"
"Please give me recommendation votes, please give me monthly votes!" "To be continued …" "If you like this work, I welcome you to give me recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation."
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