As the screams of pain rose and fell in the purple light, banging sounds rang out one after another. Those were the sounds of all the savages within the blood-red screen of light crumbling. The hundreds of people who survived had a large amount of purple threads seeping into their bodies under Su Ming's strange killing move, and their bodies were torn apart!
Rivers of blood flowed on the ground, and an innumerable amount of mangled corpses littered the ground. Once all the savages within the red screen of light died, the purple threads that flew out from their crumbling corpses charged towards Su Ming.
In an instant, those purple threads gathered around Su Ming's body once again. As they surrounded him, they turned into the purple armor once again, and in Su Ming's hand, they turned into the gigantic long spear once again!
This scene was seen clearly by the three people outside the blood-red screen of light. Their pupils shrank, and shock and fear appeared on their faces. In truth, they were not the only ones who saw this. The near one thousand savages on the island who were not enveloped by the blood-red screen of light had also seen it.
Everything that happened within this short period of time caused all the people on the island to feel an indescribable fear towards Su Ming. That fear was like a nightmare. Even if they did not die from this disaster, it would still accompany them for the rest of their lives, and it would wake them up time and time again from their meditation in the middle of the night.
The old man, Mo Luo, and the middle aged man by his side, Bao Shan, had similarly witnessed this scene!
The two of them had different expressions on their faces, but the hint of shock in their eyes was similar!
"What armor is that?!" Bao Shan's pupils shrank as he mumbled.
"That armor … I think I've seen a record of it somewhere before …" The old Mo Luo with the scar on his face had an incredibly grave expression on his face.
Almost at the instant all the people who saw this felt their hearts tremble, Su Ming lifted his head to look at the three people above the Rune in the sky, and with a swift move, he charged towards the sky.
The three people's faces were filled with shock. As they formed seals with their hands, they pressed their palms on the screen of light. Immediately, the screen of light turned murky, and blood fog instantly surrounded it. In an instant, it was filled with a thick fog that the naked eye could not see through!
Roars and sounds of battle reverberated once again within the blood-red screen of light, which clearly no longer contained any savages. The mangled corpses on the ground gathered together to form the bodies of dead people!
As the blood gathered together, blood people also manifested, and they charged madly towards Su Ming!
This was the true activation of the Great Barren Blood Rune. The more people killed, the more powerful it would become. Only when they saw the fog tumbling within the Rune and the sounds of battle could be heard did the three of them relax. They looked at each other, then bit the tips of their tongues and coughed out blood, causing it to fall on the long black blade in the center.
The blade let out a buzzing sound again. After absorbing all the blood, a plume of black smoke came out from the blade. It looked like a person, but its face could not be seen clearly. It could only be vaguely seen that it was a woman.
Once she drew out the long black blade from its scabbard, she charged towards the Rune with the blade in hand.
Time trickled by, and in the blink of an eye, twenty breaths went by. During these twenty breaths, the three people were incredibly nervous as they stared at the fog within the Rune. They were not the only ones. The savages outside the Rune were also looking over nervously.
Even old Mo Luo and the End Shaman Bao Shan were the same!
The fog within the Rune tumbled about even more furiously. The roars and sounds of battle surged into the sky, and there were also piercing sounds that sounded like blades slicing through the air.
Delight gradually appeared in the eyes of the three people on the Rune. They could sense that the power of the Rune had already been activated to its full potential!
"Even a Berserker in the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm would find it difficult to survive in this Rune. My friends, it's time for us to go in. If we kill this person, then we'll have done a great deed!"
"This person must be one of the rare powerful warriors in the Land of South Morning. If even a powerful warrior like this died in our Scour Sieve Island, then who else in the entire Land of South Morning can be our opponent?!" As the three people smiled, they formed seals with their hands and gradually sank into the Rune, fusing into the red fog.
Yet in less than ten breaths after the three of them fused into the Rune, the red fog Rune suddenly started trembling, and the tremors grew stronger with each passing moment, causing the savages in the area to put on ferocious expressions and anticipation in the midst of their nervousness.
Suddenly, the Rune let out a roar, and right under the expectant gazes of the people around them, fine cracks appeared on the blood-red screen of light. Almost at the instant those cracks appeared, a loud bang shook the sky and earth, and the Rune shattered and exploded!
As it exploded, three people charged out from within. The savages in the area could not see what had happened clearly and thought that they had won. They even started laughing loudly, but a shrill scream of pain caused great terror to appear on the faces of all the people in the area.
They saw that the three people who had charged out were the boy and the other two. As for that scream of pain, it came from the mouth of the old man who had charged out last.
Because before he could even take a few steps forward, a hand immediately seized his throat. As he screamed in pain, the old man's body exploded with a bang, turning into a large amount of flesh and blood that scattered into the air. At that moment, Su Ming walked out of the crumbling Rune.
He flung away the blood on his hand. At the instant he appeared, the Rune exploded and the blood fog spread out in all directions. He took a step forward and swung the long spear in his hand. The spear let out a hum and sliced through the air to catch up to the other old man, whose face was pale and filled with terror. It instantly pierced through the old man's chest.
As for Su Ming, when he reappeared, he was already right before the boy. The boy's pupils shrank. He would never be able to forget what he had seen in the fog just now.
He had seen … the woman holding the long blade, the long blade that Progenitor Mo Luo treated as a divine weapon, trembling before Su Ming, and the indistinct woman had knelt down to worship him as she trembled.
He could not forget that when he stepped into the fog, just one gaze from that person had formed a mighty pressure that caused all the existences in the fog to instantly crumble. He could sense that there was a completely different will within that gaze!
That was anger!
He could clearly remember that it did not matter whether it was before this person came or after he stepped into the Rune, he had always shown an aloof and murderous expression. However, there was no way he would be mistaken about that gaze just now. It was anger!
It was anger that surged into the sky!
Under that anger, the entire Rune crumbled and the fog tumbled backwards. The three of them immediately retreated in shock, but two of them died in an instant. At that moment, before he could run far away, Su Ming took a step forward with that anger in his eyes.
"Progenitor, save me!" The boy screamed shrilly and retreated desperately, but he could not avoid the finger from Su Ming's left hand once he put on the purple armor.
The moment the boy screamed, his voice came to an abrupt halt. Su Ming's left index finger had already sunk deep into the center of his brows, causing the boy's entire body to crumble under Su Ming's power. Su Ming's white robes had already been dyed in the shade of blood.
As the red fog crashed into the ground, the savages in the area scattered in all directions desperately in fear. Su Ming's slaughter had stirred up a terrifying storm in their hearts. At that moment, the only thought in their minds was no longer to pretend that they were not afraid of death, but to run!
Their brutality was only targeted at the weak. Their terror had already drowned their hearts like a tidal wave.
Su Ming did not look at the savages who were madly fleeing for their lives. Instead, he looked towards the temple on the mountain on Scour Sieve Island, which was now covered in rivers of blood!
At the instant he arrived, he had sensed two incredibly powerful presences within the temple. At that moment, he flung off the blood on his long spear, then calmly stepped in the air and walked towards the temple.
As for the people who were fleeing in all directions, with the Candle Dragon roaring and chasing after them, Su Ming did not need to pay too much attention to them.
Su Ming's footsteps were not quick. He slowly approached the temple on the mountain. The ground beneath him was covered in blood, and the pungent stench of it spread out, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the Dead Sea around the island. It was as if the stench of blood had attracted an innumerable amount of ferocious beasts.
However, these ferocious beasts only wandered around the island, not daring to get closer. They might not have high intelligence, but they could still sense the murderous aura coming from the person who had caused the rivers of blood to flow on the island. It was a terrifying aura.
The sky was dark and the rain continued falling. Perhaps it was just as Su Ming had said. Once he left, the island would turn into a river of blood, and it would become a warning to Eastern Wastelands!
As Su Ming walked forward, the usually bustling Scour Sieve Island fell into dead silence. Only the figure of a woman remained on the ground once the fog from the Rune dissipated. She was kneeling on the ground, and by her side was the long blade that had been loosened.
The woman's face could not be seen clearly, but her body was trembling, causing her to feel as if she was struggling and fighting back. A runic symbol was also slowly appearing on her body, and that runic symbol was gradually shattering …
Su Ming's face was dark, and anger appeared in his eyes. The dead boy had not been wrong. Su Ming was indeed angry, and that anger came from that indistinct woman.
He was familiar with that woman's body. He knew her! He did not expect that he would see her in this place!
As Su Ming walked towards the temple, when he arrived before the temple's door, he stared coldly at the old man with the scar on his face sitting in the temple. He was looking at him with a dark expression, and by his side was a middle-aged man with a complicated look on his face.
Su Ming did not speak. He only lifted the long spear several dozens of feet in his right hand slowly and pointed the tip of the spear towards the two people in the temple.
The old man's face turned even darker. He clenched his right hand tightly and stood up. The old man was incredibly tall, and once he stood up, a mighty pressure immediately spread out from his body. Killing intent appeared in his eyes.
"Fellow Shaman Bao Shan, kill this person, and I will return your freedom!"
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