Su Ming looked at the Fated Kin in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face. They had gone through fifteen years of life and death trials in the World of Nine Yin, and those who managed to survive were definitely the cream of the crop.
These people might not have become Latter Shamans, but their unique experiences had caused their murderous aura and determination to surpass that of other people. They could rise to the sky and face all powerful existences to fight for their own fates!
Because they were Fated Kin!
Because their fates were in their own hands. They would not ask for others to save them, they would save themselves!
Because they wanted all the people in the world to see with their own eyes how the Fated Kin, who were born in the World of Nine Yin, would control their own future after they were abandoned and lost it!
They were aloof because the world had abandoned them, which was why they were aloof to the world. They would only give their warmth to their own people, and they would only spill their blood in the battle to protect their own fates!
As time passed by and the years passed by, when these Fated Kin took that step forward and became Latter Shamans, they would stir up an indescribable storm on the land and the world!
This storm came from their determination, from their desire to control their own fates after they were abandoned!
Su Ming looked at them, and he saw himself vaguely. He gave up on the idea of helping them. He wanted to see to what extent the Fated Kin could bring out their power. This was a battle between Fated Kin, and it was not yet time for him to attack.
Besides, with him around, he would not let his Fated Kin's lives be in danger!
Four Thought Soothsayers, four Soul Catchers, four Spirit Mediums, and two Battle Shamans. These fourteen people stood there, and the murderous aura spreading out from their bodies surged into the sky, causing the incoming old man to come to an abrupt halt in his footsteps.
A grave look appeared on his face as he stared at the small island several thousands of feet away, at the dozen something people who were looking at him from the valley on the island.
"I didn't expect that there would be such powerful souls in the Land of South Morning after the disaster … One of their souls is equivalent to dozens of other souls!" the old man mumbled, and as a glint appeared in his eyes, he took a step towards the island.
The moment his foot landed, the old man waved his right sleeve. Immediately, the seawater below him roared and surrounded the entire island. It turned into huge waves that seemed to want to drown the entire island.
At the same time, as the old man swung his arm, a Dead Sea Giant that was one thousand feet tall appeared in the Dead Sea. That Dead Sea Giant looked as if it had been enslaved by the old man. As it roared, its eyes were lifeless. Once it leaped up, it charged towards the island.
Ya Mu's heart skipped a beat. He had seen this Dead Sea Giant before. It was this ferocious beast of the sea that had killed more than half of the people he led.
Just as he was about to warn the Fated Kin, he saw the four Thought Soothsayers close their eyes. A wave of power that belonged to the Thought Soothsayers swiftly surrounded the area and turned into wisps of aura that could not be seen with the naked eye that charged towards the two Battle Shamans.
It was also at that moment that the two Fated Kin Battle Shamans lifted the bows in their hands. At the instant they drew the bowstrings, a dark light appeared in the eyes of the four Soul Catchers. The clouds in the sky tumbled even further, and the falling rain seemed to have gathered in midair.
Immediately after, the four Spirit Mediums spread their arms wide. As their murmurs echoed in the air, wisps of souls of the dead charged towards them from the Dead Sea around them and the island, charging straight towards the Battle Shaman longbow.
With a hum, the middle-aged Battle Shaman was the first to let go of the bow in his hand. A dark ray of light shot out of the screen of light on the island like an arrow and charged towards the Dead Sea Giant.
It was so quick that it instantly tore through space, causing a series of cracks to appear in the air. There was also an indescribable madness and murderous aura contained within it, causing some of the clouds in the sky to tumble backwards. In an instant, it crashed into the roaring Dead Sea Giant that was charging towards them.
"The power to tear through space?!" Ya Mu was dumbfounded by the side and cried out in surprise. The breathing of the female Berserker beside him quickened and her face was filled with disbelief.
Booming sounds instantly reverberated in the air and spread in all directions. The Dead Sea Giant let out a pained scream, and with a bang, most of its body was blasted apart by the arrow. It fell towards the surface of the sea with a bang.
"What is this arrow?!" The same words tumbled out of Ya Mu, the female Berserker, and the old Eastern Wastelander's mouths almost at the same time.
Ya Mu was completely stunned. He could not imagine that the previously inconspicuous Fated Kin on this lone island would possess such a powerful force!
The old Eastern Wastelander was also shocked. After all, the Dead Sea Giant was equivalent to a Berserker in the initial stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, but that arrow had shattered it. It might not have died, but this power was still enough to make him incredibly shocked.
"This is the Fated Kin's Arrow created after we fought against the Sacred Bats and Drifting Roamers for fifteen years and countless of our people died!" Su Ming whispered softly.
"We Fated Kin will not fight against the outside world. It doesn't matter whether it's South Morning or Eastern Wastelander. This place belongs to us Fated Kin, and we shall not trespass!" The one who spoke was the old man who had never let go of the bow in his hand. He looked at the old Eastern Wastelander in the sky and spoke in a low voice.
"Fated Kin …" The old Eastern Wastelander's pupils shrank. This was the first time he heard of this name. The boy behind him had a pale face at that moment. The arrow just now had already shocked him to the core.
'Thank goodness there are only a dozen something Fated Kin. If there were hundreds of them … then they would be an incredibly terrifying force!' The old Eastern Wastelander sucked in a deep breath. He could already imagine that if there were nearly a hundred arrows like the one just now, then the destructive force would be equivalent to a full powered strike from a Berserker in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm.
The old man stared at the person with the bow on the island, and a glint appeared in his eyes. With a cold sneer, he took a step forward and closed in on the island in an instant.
"The power of this arrow might be strong, but I'd like to see just what other mysteries you Fated Kin have besides this!" As he spoke, he closed in on the island and lifted his right hand swiftly. Immediately, booming sounds reverberated in the sky before him, and a mountain and river manifested. In an incredibly real manner, it descended swiftly towards the island.
The old Fated Kin with the bow narrowed his eyes and let go of the arrow without any hesitation. Buzzing sounds reverberated in the air once again, and as the world rumbled, the dark light moved. It ignored the illusion of the mountain and river and charged straight towards the old Eastern Wastelander.
It closed in on the island in an instant, and the old Eastern Wastelander's pupils shrank. As he lifted his right hand, a powerful light suddenly erupted from the ring on his finger. That light instantly illuminated the entire area, causing no one to be able to see what was inside.
That light only lasted for an instant before it disappeared. The arrow of dark light disappeared, and the old man took three steps back with a slightly pale face.
"What a powerful arrow … If you had become a Latter Shaman, that arrow would have injured me badly, but now …" Killing intent shone in the old man's eyes. He lifted his right hand, and the illusion of the mountain and river crashed into the screen of light on the island with a bang.
The screen of light shattered and turned into an endless amount of shards that tumbled backwards, causing the island to instantly lose all form of protection. Ya Mu's face turned pale, and it was the same for the woman beside him. Despair appeared in their eyes.
To them, the Fated Kin might be strong, but there was a limit to their strength. They still could not fight against the old Eastern Wastelander in the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm.
Yet soon, the two of them noticed that not a single hint of change could be detected on the Fated Kin's faces. They were still as aloof as ever, and the old man who had let go of the bow lifted his right foot and stomped on the ground.
With that one stomp, the entire island started trembling. The instant the illusion of the mountain and river broke through the screen of light and charged downwards with loud booming sounds, the Spirit Mediums and Soul Catchers knelt down and worshiped Su Ming's statue. A thick wave of aura of death swiftly gathered up in the valley and erupted into the sky with a bang.
"Aura of death impact!" the old Fated Kin said languidly. The place where the Fated Kin lived was definitely a place with a thick aura of death. This was a tradition that they had never lost during the fifteen years they had been fighting and fighting against each other in the World of Nine Yin.
That was why they chose this island. It was precisely because they had noticed that there was an aura of death under this island. It might not be as strong as the aura in the valley in the World of Nine Yin, but they could still release a little of it and bring out the power of two strikes!
This modification was a unique method unique to the Fated Kin, and it was something they had come up with through trial and error in the face of death.
The aura of death rushed out with a bang and charged towards the illusion of the mountain and river pressing down on them. The instant they crashed into each other, booming sounds reverberated violently in the area. The mountain and river crumbled, and the aura of death disappeared, leaving behind only the old Eastern Wastelander in the sky with an incredulous look on his face.
The boy by his side also widened his eyes in shock.
"The ripples of Yin Death … You … Just where did you Fated Kin come from? This island was formed at most four years ago. It's impossible for you to change this place and cause the ripples of Yin Death to erupt in just four years! Even the Great Tribe of Yin Agents would need ten years to do this!" The old man took a few steps back and let out a low roar that reverberated in the air.
Su Ming looked at the valley erupting with the aura of death and heard the old Eastern Wastelander's words in midair. He suddenly understood the Fated Kin. During the fifteen years in the valley in the World of Nine Yin, the Fated Kin had relied on everything in the valley to struggle and fight back. This sort of experience had made them skilled in using the terrain.
More accurately speaking, they were skilled in using the aura of death!
Ever since Ya Mu came to the island, he had been shocked time and time again. At that moment, his shock was especially deep in his heart. He stared at the valley with a dumbfounded expression and felt his skin crawl.
The Fated Kin's strength had once again surpassed his imagination. He would never have imagined that once the Fated Kin truly rose to power and became the matchless race in all the Berserkers and Yin Death Region, they would possess such a distinct characteristic!
Their tribe would always choose the valley!
Their weapon of choice was always that amazing bow!
There would always be a thick aura of death under their tribe!
Similarly, their dead tribesmen would always be buried under the altars they created at the back of the valley. They would become a part of the aura of death, a form of protection from their ancestors in the truest sense of the word!
"Do you still want to fight? If you want to fight, then we Fated Kin will fight you to the end! "But even if we die in the end, you must be prepared to constantly be on guard against the people from the other tribes of Fated Kin who will hunt you down!
"Because we are Fated Kin, and our souls are together. If you kill one of us, the entire Fated Kin will be able to sense it. Our respected senior Mo will also let you know what hell is and what hell is!" the old Fated Kin said coldly, lifting his head.
All of them, including the children, looked at him coldly.
The fourth watch will shake Eastern Wastelands in the middle of the night, and it will begin soon … "If you like this work, please come to Start Point and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation."
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