Ya Mu stared at the Fated Kin with a dumbfounded expression. His mind was blank at that moment. He suddenly felt that coming to the Fated Kin's island while fleeing was the correct decision.
The old man in midair had a dark expression on his face. As a Berserker in the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, he could be considered as a powerful Berserker in Eastern Wastelands, but as he faced the dozen something weak people on this small island, he felt a wave of wariness!
That wariness was very direct and very clear!
That wariness came from the murderous aura and aloofness from the dozen something people on the island. Even the children were indifferent. It was not that he had never met this sort of people before, but he had never met a race like this!
"Fated Kin, I will remember this," the old man said languidly after some time.
"Once I kill all of you, I will tell all the tribes in Eastern Wastelands that there is a Fated Kin in the Land of South Morning, and all of them must be killed on sight!" The old man's ghastly words were filled with killing intent and chilling intent, but it did not make the dozen something Fated Kin's expressions change in the slightest.
Even the children were fearless. Their expressions were still as aloof as ever.
That aloofness made even Ya Mu feel chills run down his spine when he saw it. As for the old Eastern Wastelands who was their enemy, disgust appeared in his eyes. With a cold harrumph, he lifted his right hand and swung it before him. Instantly, the world rumbled, and as a large amount of clouds tumbled before him, a gigantic statue of three hundred something feet tall descended slowly.
When that statue appeared, the entire world was filled with a powerful pressure. This was no statue, it was clearly the statue of the old man in the Berserker Soul Realm!
The appearance of this statue meant that the old man had already brought out his full strength and wanted to kill all the people here!
The dozen something Fated Kin sat down with aloof expressions on their faces and gathered together to surround Su Ming's statue. They closed their eyes and no longer bothered themselves with the old man and his statue of the God of Berserkers in the sky. Instead, they started mumbling under their breath.
"We Fated Kin were born in Barren Sky, and we have worshiped you for generations, respected senior Mo …
"Respected senior Mo was a god. We fought for our lives, and we wanted to control our own destinies …
"The heavens have no eyes, the earth has no tears, and the heavens have no thoughts. They made us Fated Kin be abandoned and lose our future. Make us gather together, make us … rise to power for our lives!"
Ya Mu and the female Berserker stared blankly at the Fated Kin by the side. To them, the Fated Kin had gone mad, and the strangeness of the Fated Kin also caused their faces to turn pale.
The old Eastern Wastelander in the sky laughed coldly and pointed at the island with his right hand. Immediately, a piercing dark light shone from his statue of the God of Berserkers. Under that dark light, the statue melted and turned into hundreds of rays of dark light that charged towards the ground.
The ghostly light howled and turned into hideous ghostly faces that charged toward all the living beings on the island to devour them.
'This is the final strike the Fated Kin left behind for themselves … They offer up their lives and fuse with the aura of death to let out their final cry of life and their struggle against fate.' Su Ming stood up and walked towards the dozen something Fated Kin who were sitting down cross-legged.
He did not seem to be moving quickly, but with just one step, he stood on the head of the stone statue surrounded by the Fated Kin. The instant he stood there, a gentle ripple spread out and stopped the Fated Kin from offering up their lives. The instant they opened their eyes, there was only one person in their sight.
Su Ming stood on the stone statue!
His long hair danced in the sea breeze, his white robes fluttered in the wind, his profound eyes, and the presence that could replace the sky itself.
"Respected senior Mo!" All the Fated Kin shuddered, and the aloofness on their faces that seemed to have never changed for a long time immediately melted away. In its place was a zealous look, a zealous look that would make all those who saw it feel apprehensive!
This zealous look was a stark contrast to their previous aloofness!
Su Ming swept his gaze past the Fated Kin and nodded. At that moment, the hundreds of ghostly faces in the sky that had turned into hundreds of ghostly faces had opened their mouths wide and were charging towards them.
"It's over." Su Ming turned around, and the instant he looked towards the sky, golden light shone in his eyes. He lifted his right hand and hurled a punch towards the sky.
The moment his fist landed, a violent gust of wind stirred up from the ground with Su Ming as its center, and it charged towards the sky along with Su Ming's fist. That gust of wind came too suddenly, and the instant moaning sounds rang in the air, it rushed towards the sky from the ground. Wherever it went and touched the dark light, booming sounds would immediately reverberate in the air, and the dark light would shatter without a hint of resistance.
In an instant, once the violent gust of wind that Su Ming had lifted destroyed all the dark light, it rushed towards the clouds in the sky. Once it crashed into the clouds, a loud bang that shook the sky rang out. The clouds trembled and scattered before they tumbled in all directions.
The old Eastern Wastelander's expression changed drastically. He glared at Su Ming, who had suddenly appeared, and a huge storm raged in his heart. He was shocked. He had not noticed that there was someone else on the island.
Su Ming's appearance had forced his way into his sight, and the presence that had stirred up when he attacked also made him feel apprehensive.
All of these things could only mean one thing – the young man before him had a power that surpassed his own!
The Fated Kin in this place had already shocked him to begin with, and now, another person who had shocked him had appeared. The old man did not hesitate in the slightest. He grabbed the boy beside him and quickly retreated. Without a single word, he wanted to flee.
Su Ming's expression was calm. He took a step forward while standing on the stone statue, and once his foot landed, his body disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already right before the retreating old man.
Without a single word, Su Ming lifted his right hand once he appeared and pointed at the center of the old man's brows. That one finger seemed to have turned into the laws of the world in the old man's eyes, making him feel as if his soul was about to scatter and that he could not fight back. He widened his eyes and let out a low roar. At that moment, he no longer cared whether he was in a pathetic state or not. All his Berserker Marks instantly appeared on his body and turned into the illusion of a gigantic mountain before him.
That illusion looked as if it wanted to envelop Su Ming within and seal him.
"Bang!" The old man let out a low roar as he retreated. At the same time, light shone at the center of his brows, and immediately, his statue of the God of Berserkers appeared before him once again. This time, the statue of the God of Berserkers was even more corporeal than the one that appeared before!
The old man was still not at ease. He lifted his left hand, and a gigantic cauldron immediately appeared on his palm. That cauldron was square, and once it appeared, there were four strange beasts carved on the four sides of the cauldron. At that moment, the four beasts woke up and roared, causing the cauldron to move.
Yet almost the instant he uttered the word 'bang', the illusionary mountain that enveloped Su Ming exploded with a bang. The instant it shattered, Su Ming's finger pressed against the old man's statue of the God of Berserkers without stopping for even a single moment.
Booming sounds reverberated in the air. The statue shuddered and immediately shattered into pieces, turning into bloody shards that spread out. The retreating old man coughed out blood, and as his face filled with shock, he saw the black-haired young man touching the square cauldron before him with just one finger.
The cauldron let out a buzzing sound, and huge cracks appeared on it. It shattered right down the middle and split into two halves that shot out to the left and right, causing the old man to no longer have any barrier between him and Su Ming.
Su Ming's aloof finger landed at the center of the old man's brows with lightning speed.
The old man trembled viciously, but at the instant he was touched, he bit the tip of his tongue and coughed up blood on the boy whose wrist he held. Before the boy could even let out a scream of pain, his body started rapidly withering away, and in the end, he exploded with a bang and turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
At the same time, the old man swiftly retreated. He had actually managed to survive under Su Ming's finger! However, he had only managed to survive because he had executed a Secret Art that would bring him endless trouble during the most critical moment and had his disciple die in his place!
"Great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm! You're a Berserker who has attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm! " The old Eastern Wastelander was in an incredibly pathetic state at that moment, but he was in a life and death crisis, so there was no way he could care about this. His eyes went wide, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.
During that instant just now, he had sensed a great sense of death and terror that he could not fight against from Su Ming's finger. To him, a Berserker in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm was definitely not capable of giving him such a feeling with just one finger. Only … a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm could do such a thing!
The terror in his heart drowned him like a wave that surged into the sky. He might be a Berserker in the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, but he was still a human and not a soul that could think. He would also feel fear and terror, and he would also lose his composure, but it was rare. However, when he ran into someone who he believed had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, it was inevitable that he would be so shocked.
After all … there were only six Berserkers who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm in the entire Eastern Wastelands! Every single one of them had an illustrious and incomparable reputation!
As he retreated, his heart was in a mess. In his anguish, he could not help but remember his disciple telling him to fish not too long ago. Right then, he had indeed caught a fish, but this fish was not something he could fight against.
He knew that before a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, it was impossible for him to escape. At that moment, he decided that he might as well stop running. Instead, as if he had gone mad, he lifted his right hand and pushed down at the center of his brows.
Immediately, Berserker Marks appeared all over his body, and they looked as if they were burning. This was the unique divine ability of those in the Berserker Soul Realm - Burning Berserker Marks! His Qi continued rising nonstop. His eyes turned bloodshot, and just when he was about to cast his divine ability without care for anything else, a cold voice reached his ears.
A cold voice echoed in his ears. That voice became his life force, a sentence that would last for eternity.
"My left hand represents the past, the reversal of time, and the moment of Destiny …"
At the instant he heard that voice, he felt as if the world around him had instantly changed. The burning Berserker Marks on his body were extinguished, and his retreating footsteps were reversed. In the midst of his confusion, he saw Su Ming's figure, and the sharp pain he felt when that finger touched the center of his brows.
Then, everything turned dark … The only thing that remained in his ears was the clear sound of his soul shattering.
In the eyes of the Fated Kin, Ya Mu, and the female Berserker, they saw the old Eastern Wastelander suddenly take a few steps forward while he was originally retreating, as if he was offering himself to Su Ming's lifted finger. His head exploded, and his body fell to the ground. His storage bag flew out on its own, and Su Ming caught it.
"We Fated Kin greet you, Respected Senior Mo!" The dozen something Fated Kin beside Ya Mu knelt down on the ground and looked at Su Ming with zealous gazes.
Ya Mu stared at Su Ming with a dumbfounded expression. He felt that this Respected Senior Mo was incredibly familiar …
Disbelief appeared in the eyes of the female Berserker beside him at that moment.
"Su … Su Ming!"
"Disciple niece Zi Yan, it's been a long time … How is my second senior brother?" Su Ming's gaze fell on the female Berserker in midair, and he felt as if time had passed.
Twenty years …
I've sent my fourth update. I'll leave in September, and I'll return in October. I'll continue with double the number. I'm begging for a guaranteed monthly ticket for October! National Day was a celebration for a powerful country. He was looking forward to this year's National Day. He was looking forward to the military of a powerful country, and he was looking forward to a certain island being shocked!
I'm also looking forward to the monthly votes for begging for the Demon Realm in October. Heh heh, I'm begging for monthly votes! (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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