As the Sacred Bats disappeared, Su Ming took the three pearls that were the third God of Berserkers and returned to the Fated Kin's valley with a complicated look on his face.
The rainy season had yet to end. Rain fell from the sky like a curtain of pearls, causing most of the people living in the valley to stay at the entrance of their cave abodes and meditate quietly as they looked outside.
With the rain in his face, Su Ming returned to his cave abode in the valley. Once he sat down cross-legged, he closed his eyes, and the things he saw in the Sacred Bats appeared in his head.
After a long while, Su Ming lowered his head and flipped his right hand over. The three pearls shone with a dark light on his palm and absorbed all the light around him.
'These three pearls should be the soul the third God of Berserkers spoke of. They're also the things he wanted me to place in the Great Yu Dynasty. But … is the Great Yu Dynasty still around?' In silence, Su Ming clenched his fist. Once he put away the three pearls, he remembered the stone monument that no longer had any words on it.
"The legacy of one generation will end at the third … Lie Shan Xiu, what a resolute man!" Su Ming mumbled. He could vaguely sense the first God of Berserkers' state of mind when he left.
'If that's the case, then it's impossible for the fourth God of Berserkers to appear again. They've lost the God of Berserkers' legacy. Their future will depend on how the Berserkers choose to walk down it … 'Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the strand of hair on his finger. Suddenly, a glint appeared in his eyes.
'Did the God of Berserkers Lie Shan Xiu truly no longer care about the Berserkers and cut off their blood ties..? If that's the case, then how do you explain this strand of hair..?
'Besides, with Lie Shan Xiu's strength in the past, how could he not have predicted that the Berserkers would face a crisis after he left? If that's the case, then besides the legacy he left behind, even if it ends at the third generation, I refuse to believe that he didn't leave anything else behind!
'He must have had great confidence in himself before he left so calmly … Also, the old skeleton from the Spirit of Nine Yin once said that I'm the fourth person to clear the eight halls and stand before him. The first person must be the first God of Berserkers, and the third person before me might be the third God of Berserkers. Then … who is the second?'
Su Ming frowned and fell into deep thought.
'The third God of Berserkers didn't mention that the second God of Berserkers had also come to the World of Nine Yin. If that's the case, then who could the second person be..? It might be the second God of Berserkers, but it might also be possible … that he isn't!'
Su Ming fell into pensive silence for a moment. He did not have too many clues in this matter, and it was difficult for him to deduce the truth. Hence, he suppressed his doubts and temporarily stopped thinking about this matter.
'The Spirits of Nine Yin said that the World Spirit will wake up in half a month if it's fast, and a month if it's slow. Several days have passed since then. I don't have much time left …' As Su Ming sat down, he spread his divine sense outwards. When it enveloped the entire valley, he found Nan Gong Hen meditating and told him that he wanted to leave.
Nan Gong Hen opened his eyes in the midst of his meditation, and his breathing instantly quickened. Without a hint of hesitation, he immediately walked out of his cave abode and charged towards Su Ming.
After a moment, Nan Gong Hen stood respectfully by Su Ming's side in his cave abode.
"Keep an eye on the sky at all times. A great change will happen soon. When the time comes, I will choose to leave this place. However, this trip might be filled with great danger, or I might not be able to return.
"Tell this to all the Fated Kin. Do you want to leave or stay? Give me an answer." Su Ming looked at Nan Gong Hen and spoke languidly.
Nan Gong Hen remained silent for a moment before he nodded his head and left.
Once Nan Gong Hen left, Su Ming fell into a moment of pensive silence before he also stood up and walked out of his cave abode. It was raining outside. The raindrops the size of beans fell on the mountain and let out light pattering sounds, but they were very concentrated and connected together to form a wave of sound, making it difficult for anyone to hear just how much rain was falling during those pattering sounds.
Su Ming walked through the valley in the rain and walked along the path leading to the deeper parts of the valley. That was where the beast bone altar in the World of Nine Yin was located. It was also the place where the Shaman Spirit Mediums were born.
Since he had to leave within a short period of time, before he left, Su Ming wanted to stay by the beast bone altar and sense the mysteriousness of this place.
As Su Ming walked towards the periphery of the altar, the first thing he saw was the burial mounds all over the ground covered in rain. The names of all the people who had died during the past fifteen years were carved on the stone plates on the mounds.
When Su Ming walked past the burial mounds, he saw Tie Mu's grave. He stood there in silence for a moment before he continued walking forward.
Before long, as Su Ming continued moving forward, he heard faint calls in his ears. Those calls were not coming from just one person, but from a group of people, giving off a feeling that there was no end to them. The rain around him became even more indistinct. There were even wisps of fog seeping out from the ground and floating in midair, filling up his vision.
Su Ming's footsteps came to a halt. Before him was a gigantic altar. That altar stood tall, and due to the indistinct nature of the place, he could not see the top of it. He could only see a flight of stairs leading down.
The stairs were dark red and exuded a bloody stench. It was as if the blood that had accumulated there for an unknown number of years had fused together with the altar as it dried up, causing the rain to also turn red when it fell on the altar, but it could not wash it off completely.
Su Ming looked at the altar and the stairs before him. After a moment of thought, he walked up. The moment he stepped on the first step, a low roar suddenly traveled into his ears and echoed in all directions.
"ROAR!" It was just one roar, but it was so loud that it shook the sky and earth, like thunder in the rain. Indistinct soul shadows also appeared from the burial mounds and the land around him. That roar was formed by their roars at the same time!
'The place where Spirit Mediums are born …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He walked up the second step, and with each step, he eventually stood at the top of the altar. There, he saw a gigantic skeleton pinned to the ground at the top of the altar. There was no flesh or blood on that skeleton, only bones. It looked as if it had its head lifted and opened its mouth to shout at the sky once again.
Su Ming's pupils shrank. The sight of the skeleton pinned to the ground reminded him of the yellow-robed old man that was formed by the skeleton in the ninth palace of the Spirits of Nine Yin's mountain!
Su Ming cast a few scrutinizing glances at the skeleton before his gaze fell on the distance. With that one glance, he suddenly shuddered and a brilliant light shone in his eyes.
This was the first time he stood on the altar, and this was the first time he looked into the distance. In his eyes, the altars like the one under his feet stretched out endlessly, forming a long line that stretched into the distance.
He could not count how many of them there were, but there was a skeleton on each of the altars. If that was all, Su Ming would not have been so shocked. He could see that besides the skeletons on each of the altars, there was also a person standing on each of them!
A person dressed in white with his hair floating in the air was looking into the distance!
That was Su Ming!
After a long while, Su Ming averted his gaze and looked back at the path he came from. Everything there was the same as before. He could see the burial mounds under the stairs, as well as the canyon and the valley behind them.
Su Ming turned around and looked into the distance before the altar once again. The strange sight just now appeared once again. Su Ming looked at the countless altars, the countless skeletons, and the countless copies of himself. He frowned. He believed that this change was caused by an illusion.
He moved and turned into a long arc that charged towards the altar that was the closest to him. However, almost the instant he moved, the countless copies of himself on the countless altars before him moved simultaneously. It was the same for the places further away. In fact, the altars that stretched out endlessly also added an innumerable amount of altars in an instant.
When he stood on the second altar, the frown between Su Ming's brows grew deeper. He might have guessed that this was an illusion, but he could not explain how it came about. It was as if the path before him was endless, and it would be difficult for him to reach the deepest part.
'A Rune, huh..?' Su Ming moved backwards and turned into a long arc that returned to the first altar. When he retreated to the stairs, everything disappeared. The rain continued falling all around him, and the illusion Su Ming believed to be an illusion disappeared.
"There's still ten days …" As Su Ming frowned in thought, an ancient voice suddenly traveled into his ears from beside him. That voice was incredibly faint, and there was not a single sign that it had appeared.
Su Ming turned around, and a person had appeared behind him at some unknown point of time. That person was naturally the old Spirit of Nine Yin in yellow robes. However, his body was an illusion, as if he was transparent, and he looked incredibly unreal.
"Ten days later, the World Spirit will wake up. You can take your people and leave. Once this Enchanted Vessel is activated, I will have it send me home based on the path it took all those years ago …" The old man smiled and looked at Su Ming.
"What is this altar?" Su Ming suddenly asked.
"This is a Relocation Rune within the Enchanted Vessel. It's something unique to True Sacred Yin World. We call it … the Mirror," the old man said languidly as he looked at the Rune.
"Don't you think that it's like the world in the mirror when people look at it? There are countless copies of themselves, and they're the same. If you move, it will move as well, and if you don't move, it will remain still." The old man's voice filled the area, and it drifted about in the air.
"If it's a Relocation Rune, then where does it Relocate to?" Su Ming frowned.
"The world in the mirror! There are two sides in the universe, and this Rune is the boundary. It's a pity that it's not complete. With the power of True Sacred Yin World, we can only do this much. We can't make it complete.
"Do you want to see the world in the mirror?" the old man asked softly as he looked at Su Ming.
"How do I do it?" A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
"As long as you can surpass the changes brought about by your actions and persevere, then when all your mirror shadows find it hard to imitate you, you will be able to see the world in the mirror.
"This is a hidden law that exists in the world. We in Sacred Yin World call it the Law of Human Evasion … There are quite a number of powerful warriors in Sacred Yin World who believe that if they can completely understand this law, then they will be able to walk down the path leading to the Great Dao," the old man said with a myriad of emotions in his voice. He cast Su Ming a glance, and his body gradually turned into an illusion before he eventually turned transparent and disappeared.
"There is no danger in this Rune, but you cannot retreat. If you take a step back, then you will have to start from the beginning again. I have already activated the Rune for you. As the first person who has the chance to walk through this Rune over the course of countless years, this is a gift from us Spirits of Nine Yin as a form of friendship."
"Unfortunately, I have to inform all of you that there's a power outage again today! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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