Almost at the same time Su Ming was forced back, a ferocious look appeared on Si Ma Xin's face. He lifted his hands and swiftly formed a seal, then bit the tip of his tongue and coughed up a huge mouthful of blood. That blood completely fell on the palm beneath him, and as it flowed down the palm lines, it spread out like a trickle, causing the originally dull palm lines to gradually become clearer.
"As the God of Berserkers, I control the fate of the Berserkers, the world, and the universe. The lines on my palm lines are like my own pattern, and with them, I can kill. God of Berserkers' Mark!" As Si Ma Xin spoke, he swiftly lifted his hands and pushed upwards.
At the instant Su Ming was continuously forced back by the second God of Berserkers' roar that had gathered together from the passage of time, Si Ma Xin's murderous voice reached his ears.
Su Ming felt as if his body was being torn apart, but there was not a hint of panic on his face. Instead, a freezing glare shone in his eyes, and even though he was retreating, he lifted his right hand swiftly. The mark of the crimson dragon on his right hand shone with a red light, just like a totem. Intelligence also appeared in the crimson dragon's eyes as it stared at Si Ma Xin, who was on the second God of Berserkers' left palm.
It was also at this moment that Si Ma Xin's God of Berserkers' Mark spread out. The entire layer of ice above him darkened at that instant, and red lines appeared out of nowhere around Su Ming.
These lines surrounded the entire area, and they might seem chaotic, but if anyone took a closer look, they would be able to see clearly that the lines in the sky were the second God of Berserkers' left palm lines.
A primordial presence spread out in the freezing world. Su Ming's pupils shrank. At the same time the palm lines manifested around him, a dragon's roar came from his right hand. The crimson dragon manifested and surrounded Su Ming. As it lifted its head and roared, the crimson dragon's body immediately swelled up once again.
Its body was ten thousand feet long, and it circled around Su Ming. As it roared, the layer of ice above them trembled and fell off. When Si Ma Xin saw the crimson dragon, his pupils shrank once again.
The strength and methods Su Ming displayed had surpassed Si Ma Xin's expectations time and time again. He did not expect that Su Ming would have a dragon-shaped beast in his possession, and it looked incredibly powerful.
Su Ma Xin's expression was gloomy. At the same time he saw the crimson dragon appear, he formed a seal with his right hand and pointed at the center of his brows. He used the nail of his pinky finger to cut open a long line at the center of his brows, causing blood to flow out.
As the blood flowed out, the palm lines above seemed to turn into a huge palm. However, this palm was made of crimson palm lines, and it still looked very real.
As booming sounds reverberated in the air, the palm formed by the palm lines clenched into a fist, as if it wanted to crush Su Ming in its palm. As he clenched his fist, the air above him trembled. As the huge palm lines condensed and contracted, it seemed to contain some sort of law that existed in the world, causing those who were within it to feel dazed.
The instant the palm made of palm lines grabbed Su Ming, the crimson dragon let out a shocking roar. Its body swelled up once again and swept through the area, turning into a gigantic crimson dragon whirlwind. With its body, it fought against the incoming palm lines!
Booming sounds surged into the air. As the palm clenched tightly, and as the crimson dragon roared and its murderous aura filled the air, the two powers that Su Ming and Si Ma Xin executed were evenly matched in the air!
All of this happened in the span of a few breaths. As they crashed into each other, a shocking boom shook the area, and as it trembled, a wave of impact swiftly spread out.
Wherever that impact passed, a large part of the ice above would shatter, causing the blood-red color on the ground to turn even more chaotic.
The palm lines in the sky shattered inch by inch before exploding with a bang. However, it was, after all, the God of Berserkers' divine ability. Si Ma Xin might not be able to bring out its full power due to his level of cultivation, but even if he could only bring out a small portion of its power, it was still enough to make him feel proud.
At the same time the palm shattered, Su Ming's crimson dragon also shuddered and looked as if its body had exploded. Fortunately, it was formed by Earthen Aura and not real flesh and blood, or else it would have definitely died!
Even the body formed by Earthen Aura also shattered. However, once it did so, the crimson dragon's body manifested once again behind Su Ming. Its face was dispirited and its body was an illusion, as if it could no longer hold on. It turned into a red mark and returned to Su Ming's right arm, falling into deep sleep to recuperate.
"Your divine ability isn't bad, but you can't kill me with it." Su Ming's face was calm, but killing intent filled his eyes. He lifted his right foot and took a step forward, turning into a long arc that shot through the air and appeared a hundred something feet away from Si Ma Xin.
The instant he closed in, Su Ming lifted his right hand, but he did not point forward with a single finger. Instead, he formed his fingers into the shape of a claw and seized the air in Si Ma Xin's direction. With it, Si Ma Xin's body shuddered, and he was lifted three feet into the air, as if he was bound by the God of Berserkers' left hand!
This scene made Si Ma Xin's heart tremble. He was already in shock towards Su Ming. As they continued coming into contact with each other, Su Ming's endless methods had shocked him time and time again. When the crimson dragon appeared just now, his shock had reached its peak. He had never expected that Su Ming would become so strong!
The hatred and failure in the past had caused Si Ma Xin to become dispirited. Once he was reborn, he met Su Ming once again as he seized the serendipity from the world, but he failed once again in Heaven Gate. The shadow of death descended on him once again, and it dealt a huge blow to Si Ma Xin's confidence.
The God of Berserkers' Seven Steps could not do anything to Su Ming. The fan's Heaven and Earth Barrenness was still broken by him. At that moment, the power of the God of Berserkers' palm lines was also resisted by Su Ming. This made Si Ma Xin feel despair for a moment.
His eyes were bloodshot. At that moment, he could no longer care about the fact that his inheritance was incomplete and that he needed more time to fuse with the second God of Berserkers' left hand. When the day came when he could absorb that arm and turn it into his own left hand, only then would the inheritance be complete.
However, he was in danger now, and he could no longer care about forcefully executing an even more powerful divine ability or the backlash his body would suffer. With bloodshot eyes, Si Ma Xin let out a piercing howl.
As he roared, nine sharp black spikes immediately crawled out of the second God of Berserkers' left hand. These spikes exuded a ghastly, freezing air. In fact, there were even black drops of water seeping out of some of the spikes. The freezing air within those water drops spread out, and there was a sinister air about them.
"God of Berserkers' … Bone Spikes!" Si Ma Xin's face turned pale. As he roared, his body withered once again. This time, his recovery was clearly much slower. As he roared, the black bone spikes separated from the God of Berserkers' left hand with a bang, and with a whistling sound as they sliced through the air, they charged towards Su Ming, who was above him, at an indescribable speed.
Si Ma Xin's hair danced in the air and madness appeared in his eyes. Using the chance that the bone spikes were charging towards Su Ming, he pressed his right hand against the God of Berserkers' left hand, closed his eyes, and mumbled something, but those words were complicated and no one could hear them clearly.
Su Ming's pupils shrank, and a strong sense of danger rose in his heart. There might only be nine bone spikes coming towards him, but each of them exuded a murderous aura that made Su Ming's skin crawl.
The black bone spikes, the black liquid, the chilling feeling, the speed at which they charged towards him … and the air they passed through was dyed black!
There was also a seal that filled the air. In fact, Su Ming could even feel that the bone spikes seemed to have locked onto his Qi and would chase after him endlessly. He had a strong feeling that if even one of these bone spikes crawled into his body, then the consequences would be incredibly severe.
These were not ordinary bone spikes. They were the second God of Berserkers' resentment and madness that had been accumulating in his body for countless years, along with the seal that was formed when his body was torn to shreds, and all these other things had fused together to change the bones in his left hand over the course of countless years, and that was how these bone spikes were born!
Even a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm would definitely be shocked if they ran into these spikes. Fortunately, these bone spikes were not endless. There seemed to be only so many in the second God of Berserkers' left hand.
Yet the moment Su Ming's body froze and he swiftly retreated, Si Ma Xin lifted his head. At that moment, his entire body looked like a skeleton, and his handsome face looked as if a layer of skin had been ripped off from it as it withered away, revealing a face that was filled with scars and looked terrifying.
This was his real face!
His skin was brown because Si Ma Xin's skin and flesh had been frozen in Freezing Sky Cave all those years ago, causing his real face to only have brown flesh.
The scars on the flesh would make anyone who saw them feel nauseous at first glance. They were so ugly that they didn't even look like they were human.
Si Ma Xin let out a crazed roar and lifted his right hand, which was pressed against the God of Berserkers' palm. When he lifted his right hand, a bone spike in the shape of a long blade was slowly pulled out from the God of Berserkers' palm, revealing a section of it!
As the bone spike was pulled out, the second God of Berserkers' left hand started trembling, and in an instant, Si Ma Xin lifted his head and roared madly towards the sky, and the bone spike was completely pulled out from his palm!
This was a bone spike blade that was about ten feet long. It was entirely black, and once Si Ma Xin pulled it out of the God of Berserkers' left hand, the freezing air around him instantly became several times stronger, and a murderous aura that surpassed what it had been in the past swept out in all directions!
With the bone blade in hand, Si Ma Xin's face was filled with madness. He glared at Su Ming with hatred, and at that moment, there was only one thought in his head - to kill Su Ming with his own hands and take revenge for what happened in the past!
"Su Ming!" Si Ma Xin took a step into midair, and for the first time ever, he completely left the God of Berserkers' left hand. In midair, he held the gigantic bone blade with both hands, and as the nine slightly smaller bone spikes charged towards Su Ming, he … slashed down!
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