In the depths of the sea, the layer of ice had already disappeared as it shattered. The entire seabed was dark and filled with dead silence.
If anyone looked over, they would not find a single ray of light besides darkness. There was no gold here, and neither could they find the spot where the second God of Berserkers' left hand had been.
Even if they could accurately know the spot where the God of Berserkers' left hand had been, they would still only see emptiness when they looked over. It was as if nothing existed, and not a single trace of it could be seen.
However, in this region that could not be seen with the naked eye and could not be detected by divine sense was a dimension that was separated from the sea. There was golden light surrounding that dimension, and as that light spread out, it turned into golden runic symbols that circled in the air, causing the small dimension to be filled with an innumerable amount of runic symbols.
The light could not be seen from the outside.
At the center of the dimension filled with golden runic symbols were five layers of golden screens. They looked oval, and the golden screens fluctuated, as if they were breathing.
It was a strange dimension and a strange five-layered screen of light. At the deepest part of the screen of light was a gigantic arm. That arm was incredibly crude, and it stood tall with its palm clenched slightly. Sitting on that palm was a young man with his eyes closed.
The young man had long black hair that spilled over his shoulders. He was handsome, and his face was slightly flushed. He would only breathe after a long while. His hands were pressed against the center of the palm, and anyone could clearly see that the palm had fused with him. Waves of aura spread out and seeped into the person's entire body, seeping into his eyes, nose, mouth, and mouth.
Su Ming looked as if he was meditating quietly, but there was a storm raging in his body. At that moment, he was going through a tremendous change. An endless amount of life force was continuously fusing into his body, and as it swam through his body, it was rapidly devoured and absorbed by his Berserker Bones.
Su Ming's level of cultivation was unique. Other people might only have twenty something Berserker Bones, but for Su Ming, every single bone in his body had the possibility of turning into a Berserker Bone. In fact, his flesh, blood, and everything else in his body was the same.
As he rapidly absorbed the life force, and after an unknown amount of time had passed, Su Ming obtained his own serendipity. Nearly nine-tenths of all his Berserker Bones had turned into true Berserker Bones!
Once he completed all of it, then Su Ming's level of cultivation would immediately reach a new height, and what awaited him … would be a true Berserker Soul Realm that no one before him, and perhaps no one in the future would be able to do so!
If he succeeded, then Su Ming's level of cultivation would reach a new peak. Even if he did not turn into Destiny, he would still be able to fight against those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm and not be at a disadvantage.
Unless they ran into those old monsters who had been lying dormant for an endless amount of years in the Berserker Soul Realm and had already discovered a hint of the presence of Life Cultivation with their great power. But even so, the outcome of the battle was still unknown!
However, the prerequisite for all of this was for Su Ming to possess all of his Berserker Bones and step into the Berserker Soul Realm!
As Su Ming absorbed it, a gigantic figure appeared in his mind. That figure's face could not be seen clearly, but it was executing divine abilities and Arts in Su Ming's mind.
These Arts were varied. Su Ming could see some of them clearly, but some of them only appeared in a flash. When Su Ming took a closer look, he found it difficult to find too many clues.
Besides these divine abilities, there were also some pictures. These pictures were rather chaotic, and they would usually disappear after appearing on one side. They could not be connected to each other.
There were only a few pictures that could be connected to each other. One of them was the gigantic figure floating into the air without moving his feet. When he flew into the distance, he was in a dazzling galaxy.
Before him was a gigantic sphere, and within it was a sea and land. It was like a complete world.
At the instant the figure closed in on the world, an endless amount of long arcs flew up. As whistling sounds reverberated in the air, Su Ming saw the figure in the picture lifting his foot and taking seven steps forward!
When he took those seven steps, the entire galaxy trembled. When his first step landed, the impact stirred up caused most of the long arcs to tumble backwards. When he took his second step, there were no longer any long arcs blocking his path. When he took his third step, he stepped into the world, causing the entire sphere to tremble with a bang. When he took his fourth step, seawater tumbled about and drowned everything.
When he took his fifth, sixth, and seventh step, the sphere looked as if it had gone through a disaster. It shattered with a bang, and the figure threw his head back and let out a low roar.
With it, the shattered world crumbled swiftly. Once it shattered, a ray of crystalline light flew out and was seized by the figure. It was a crystal shining with flowing streams of light, and within it … was the power of an entire world.
It was the power of an entire world.
With the crystal in hand, the figure left into the distance.
"God of Berserkers' Seven Steps, God of Berserkers' Roar …" Su Ming mumbled.
The picture flashed, and the same figure appeared in Su Ming's mind again. However, this time, his face was not too indistinct. Su Ming could see that he had a very normal face, and there was even a simple and honest air about him. There was not a hint of awe-inspiring might about him.
It was especially so when he smiled. He gave off a much more cordial feeling.
As Su Ming looked at this person's face, he gradually found a hint of familiarity on his face. That familiarity came from when he had used the power of Possession to search through his memories in Han Mountain City, and he had seen the gigantic head that Di Tian's body had stepped on!
This person's face was somewhat similar to that head, but if he did not look closely, it would be very easy for others to think that they were two different people compared to the head's crazed ferociousness.
Su Ming fell silent. In his mind was the image of the second God of Berserkers, who had no awe-inspiring might but gave off a cordial feeling. He lifted his left hand and swung it at the sky. The sun, moon, and stars appeared in the sky, displaying divine abilities that shook the sky and earth.
He also saw the second God of Berserkers sealing another of the three Barren Arts of Heaven, Earth, and Man into the fan. When he saw the concentration on his face and the kind smile on his face when he created the fan, it was as if he wanted to give the fan to a member of the younger generation.
That was not just one fan. There was another fan that had the Art of the sun, moon, and stars branded into it by the second God of Berserkers.
Su Ming also saw it. Once he finished making the two fans, the second God of Berserkers walked towards the sky and earth. When a palace appeared before him, a baby's cry came from one of the palaces. The second God of Berserkers stood outside the palace from which the baby's cry came from with a smile on his face. At that moment, he no longer looked like a God of Berserkers, but more like a normal senior. He was about to push open the door to the palace, as if he wanted to give the two fans to the baby in the palace as his Origin Treasures.
Yet the instant he lifted his left hand and was about to push open the door, the sky suddenly changed, and snow started falling … The second God of Berserkers froze and pulled back his left hand. His expression instantly turned aloof, and he looked like a completely different person compared to his previous gentle self. He looked towards the sky.
The scene changed again. The door to the palace was still open, and the second God of Berserkers was covered in blood. The sounds of battle outside reached the sky and earth, and an endless amount of long arcs charged forward, as if a disaster had descended upon the world.
The second God of Berserkers' face was pale. He walked into the palace and looked at a woman with a similarly pale face standing there gently. The two of them hugged each other.
After a long while, the second God of Berserkers cast his gaze towards the two small beds in the palace. There were two babies lying on them. One of them was crying, and the other had his eyes closed, unmoving as if he was dead.
He moved forward and lifted his left hand to gently touch the crying baby's forehead. Once he did so, he cast a complicated look at the other baby who looked as if he was dead. He sighed, then moved forward and used his left hand to touch the baby's forehead as well.
At the instant his left hand touched the forehead of the seemingly dead baby, Su Ming opened his eyes and started trembling. Everything in the scene — the baby's cry, the second God of Berserkers' kind smile, the feeling of touching the baby's forehead — all of this made Su Ming's breathing seem to have stopped.
At that moment, he was still absorbing the power from the God of Berserkers' arm, but he was forced to open his eyes, because … the baby's cry gave him a familiar feeling, an incredibly familiar feeling …
At that moment, as his level of cultivation increased, as he was touched by that scene, and as he looked at it, a sharp pain shot through his head. In the midst of that pain, cracking sounds rang out, as if something that had originally existed in his head had shattered into pieces.
At the same time, a dazed look appeared on his face. He saw a dark world. It was dark, but the area around him was warm. Crying and mumbling reached his ears. It was a woman's voice, and it was very gentle and gentle.
"Fei Er, I'm here. Don't cry …
"You little girl, you're still so young, and you're already crying so loudly. Looks like when my daughter grows up, she'll definitely be very powerful.
"Alright, I won't take your doll anymore. Here, don't cry, don't cry …
"Ah, my dear daughter, look, your daddy's back …"
Su Ming's vision was dark. He could not see light, but he could hear the crying and the woman's gentle voice changing abruptly at that moment. The crying became even more intense, and the gentle voice abruptly fell silent. The area around him instantly turned incredibly cold, as if it was snowing outside.
After a long time passed, he felt a hand caressing his forehead. It was very warm, very, very warm....
Su Ming snapped out of his daze and sat on the God of Berserkers' left hand with a dumbfounded expression. He lowered his head and looked at the God of Berserkers' hand beneath him, and tears gradually fell from his eyes …
He understood where the warmth he felt when he touched the God of Berserkers' left hand came from …
"Fei Er …" This was the second time Su Ming heard this name, but it was etched into his heart. The illusion-like scenes from before he fought against Di Tian's clone all those years ago appeared once again in Su Ming's heart.
"Big brother … big brother …" That voice surrounded Su Ming's ears, and it gradually fused together with the crying.
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