"I was born in the fashion of not doing anything. When I was born, the Berserkers had already declined …" Su Ming took a step forward and stepped into the air. His face was filled with grief, and there was a lonely air about him as he mumbled under his breath.
"The heartless Heavens caused chaos, the heartless Earth caused our Dark Mountain to die."
"War rises, the moon shatters into pieces, the road of Nanxi home is filled with sorrow …"
"If the heavens have eyes, why don't they see me sink into darkness forever? If God had a spirit, why would he divide us? "
"If I don't betray the heavens, why won't the heavens let me see the darkness of the night? I will not disappoint God! How can God forget my flesh and blood!! "
"Day and night, I think of my homeland. Wandering on the road, it is difficult to see the bitterness of the heavens … I think of my loved ones, but where are the souls? Souls think of me, and my heart is broken on the road of death!"
"It's hard to tell the real from the fake! Life and death, heaven and earth, where am I! Weeping blood and raising my head, why should I pity my life against the vicissitudes of life!! "
Su Ming lifted his head and roared. His voice was like thunder, causing the clouds in the sky to tumble backwards as they trembled, revealing a ray of sunlight that penetrated through the thin layer of clouds above.
As the sun shone on him, Su Ming took a huge step forward and charged towards Scour Sieve Island.
His entire body was filled with killing intent and murderous aura. The grief brought by those six numbers, the confusion contained within the truth of what happened in Dark Mountain, the aura of death that had turned into the blood on Fang Cang Lan's fingertips, and all these things made Su Ming laugh loudly as he moved forward.
He laughed and laughed, but his laughter was filled with coldness!
He laughed at the heavens, laughed at the earth, laughed at his own life, laughed at the will of Di Tian!
Weeping blood and raising one's head, how could one regret the vicissitudes of life!
'Who am I? It doesn't matter whether it's Su Ming or Destiny. I don't know who I am, but I know that no matter how vast the world is, my life is in my hands!
'Does it matter who it is..?' Su Ming threw his head back and laughed loudly. He had come to understand now. After experiencing all sorts of things, growing up between life and death, coming to understand the secrets of Dark Mountain when he was in Southern Swamp Island, seeing how different Fang Cang Lan was, all of these things had allowed Su Ming to understand!
"That's not important. What's important is that I exist. What's important is that I will always exist. What's important is that I will use all my abilities to unravel all of this fog. What's important is that I will trample all of this under my feet!
Me, not me!
It's me! "
There was a hint of arrogance in Su Ming's laughter, along with a hidden sadness. When a person discovered time and time again that what they thought was the most precious to them might be fake, what would they do …?
He could either give up, or … rise to power!
"What is true and what is false? So what if it is true and so what if it is false?" Su Ming charged forward, and wherever he went, the world would rumble. Under his extreme speed, the giants in the sea did not dare to lift their heads, the birds in the sky did not dare to get close, and all manner of living in the area did not dare to lift their heads!
"Since you called me Destiny, then from now on, I, Su Ming, am your Destiny!"
"Since you called me Su Ming, then from now on, I will still be Su Ming!" Su Ming threw his head back and laughed long and hard towards the sky. As he laughed, the killing intent and murderous aura on his body became much thicker. As if it had surged into the sky, it swept up the layers of clouds and charged towards Eastern Wastelands' Scour Sieve Island!
As Su Ming continued charging forward, he did not see the woman who had always remained on Southern Swamp Island, which had already left into the distance. He did not see the Fated Kin's statue worshiping the Fated Kin's statue on the island. He did not see Hu Zi's enraged roars and his endless grievances on the ninth summit in the land of the Berserkers either.
He also could not see that in the depths of the ground, in the other direction of the Relocation Gate, in the frozen world, in the buried Great Yu Imperial City, in the tall altar before the frozen Elder of Great Yu, under the spine of the ferocious beast … were the words the old man had left behind before he died!
"When you know who you are, you … are not you!
When you no longer know who you are, you … are you! "
Besides those words, the Elder of Great Yu in the past could also see the faint smile at the corners of his lips that was filled with pity, hope, and a hint of benevolence when he saw everything with his dark eyes that could not see the world.
Su Ming did not manage to see that smile clearly, but if he could see it clearly, then his heart would definitely tremble, his mind would definitely roar, and tears would definitely fall from his eyes as he stood on the frozen altar before Great Yu's Elder.
Because that smile, that benevolent smile, was something Su Ming would never forget …
He did not care about who he was. It did not matter whether he was a Berserker, a Shaman, Su Ming, or Destiny, it did not matter where he came from, it did not matter whether he was alive or dead, it did not matter whether this was the land of the Berserkers or the so-called Yin Death Region.
Su Ming did not care about these things. What he cared about was what was right before his eyes. What he cared about was the ninth summit. What he cared about this time was helping the people of South Morning get rid of the Scour Sieve Festival that was held once every two years!
He would get rid of it permanently!
He would tell the cultivators of Eastern Wastelands that there were still powerful warriors in South Morning after the calamity, and they were also not to be trespassed!
With that killing intent, Su Ming's speed reached its peak. Several days later, when the sky brightened and darkened several times, the clouds roared, and the rain falling from the sky looked as if it had turned into a long river in the sky due to Su Ming's speed, a gigantic island appeared before him!
The screen of light around the island shone and shone with a colorful light. There was also a vast power exuding from it. There were seven small islands surrounding it, and they looked like stars surrounding the moon, like guards protecting the island.
Waves of powerful aura spread out indistinctly from the island. If the screen of light was not around, then this aura would have completely spread out, but even so, it was enough to intimidate all the people who came to the island and intimidate the ferocious beasts in the Dead Sea.
The island was in the shape of a crescent moon, and there were countless jade carvings on it. It was incredibly luxurious, and there were also a large number of cultivators from Eastern Wastelands coming and going. It was an incredibly lively scene.
Even though the Mo Luo Grand Meeting had yet to begin, the preparations for it were already underway!
Su Ming did not bother hiding his arrival. That was why almost the instant he closed in on the island, the long arc in the sky that he had swept through caused all the people on Scour Sieve Island to be shocked to the core when they saw it!
"I, Su Ming of South Morning, have come to Scour Sieve Island to destroy it. Once I leave, this island will be bathed in rivers of blood, and you will serve as a warning to Eastern Wastelands!" Su Ming spread his great divine sense outwards without holding anything back and pressed down on the island with a bang!
His voice instantly stirred up a thunderous roar on the island. At the instant all the people heard it, the long river of rain that had been sweeping up behind Su Ming charged forward, and like the river in the sky, it crashed into Scour Sieve Island's protective screen of light.
This scene was the descent of the Heavenly River!
At this scene, the rain was like arrows!
This scene caused the Dead Sea to roar!
This scene was earth-shattering!
Fellow Daoists, why should we cherish the vicissitudes of life? Why should we cherish the reversal of Yin and Yang! He hoped for the toppling of the Monthly Votes List, for a fight to rise! (To be continued. If you like this work, then please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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