Su Ming left.
He brought away the bald crane, who had turned back into an Aquatic Dragon, and when Hu Zi was safe and in deep sleep, he chose to leave.
Parting was a form of longing, and longing was not just something that came from a man and a woman. Most of the time, it was also something that came from the friendship between brothers.
The ninth summit stood tall on the surface of the sea. A presence that belonged to Life Cultivation filled the top of the mountain, and it was on a gigantic stone monument. That stone monument was something Su Ming had left behind for the ninth summit, and it was also the protection that would forever protect the ninth summit.
Su Ming was the one who had left that stone monument, and the words on it were carved by him. There were not many of them, only a few lines.
"All those who harm even a single plant in the ninth summit will be killed!
"All those who harm the servants of the ninth summit will be killed!
"All those who harm the disciples of the ninth summit will be killed!
These three lines of words exuded a monstrous killing intent, along with a powerful, intimidating presence that reverberated in the world. If that was all, it might not have been enough to intimidate the powerful warriors, but the hint of Life Cultivation's presence contained within those three lines of words was enough to make those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm feel apprehensive!
It was enough to make all the Immortals tremble!
These words meant that there was a person in the ninth summit who had already reached the threshold of Life Cultivation. It also meant that this person was one of the few people in the land of Berserkers who had truly broken through the limitations of the cultivation method due to the death of the God of Berserkers in the land of Berserkers!
This also meant that once anyone committed the actions of those three lines of words, then they would have to face a terrifying enemy, a person who would not rest until one of them died and would kill a heinous number of people!
This was a blatant intimidation, and it was also Su Ming's thoughts. Besides, the presence and words were not the only things on the mountain stone. There was also a drop of Su Ming's blood on it!
His blood could allow Si Ma Xin to borrow his life, his blood could allow Hu Zi to recover, and his blood also contained Su Ming's will. Once it exploded, it could bring forth the full power of Su Ming's attack!
Because Su Ming's Principles of Life were gathered in that drop of blood!
That blood was imprinted on the stone monument, but it was in Hu Zi's hands. With that blood, if the ninth summit truly ran into a disaster that they could not fight against, Su Ming would be able to sense it.
On the day Su Ming left, Bai Su stood at the top of the mountain and looked at Su Ming's back disappearing into the distance. She watched quietly. She liked Su Ming. She did not know about this in the past, and it was only after they parted that this feeling was carved into her heart.
It was just that … everything had changed. The reflection of the moon in the mirror was no longer a real moon, but a blooming flower …
As a member of the Bai Clan, she inherited the destiny of the Milky Way. Although she didn't cultivate the strange art of the black wooden block, she knew that the people of the Bai Clan were destined to live alone for the rest of their lives.
Perhaps it could be changed. Perhaps … it could not be changed.
If they persisted, then the names in the Bai Clan's genealogy book, their deaths, or theirs, would become a vivid, bloody reminder of the fate of the Milky Way. The river water came from the Heavens, and in its loneliness, it would return to the Heavens.
His life flowed like a river.
It was especially so … for the Life of a stone falling from the river in the Milky Way. It only lasted for a short period of time. It would reflect the color of a water droplet under the sun, and in the blink of an eye, it would disappear.
Once Su Ming left, the ninth summit sank into silence. The protective screen of light around the island appeared once again to envelop the island and continue protecting it.
Su Ming did not know just who had placed this screen of light. He had asked the old man in white before, but he did not have an answer either. He only knew that on the day the disaster spread through the land, the instant Heaven Gate rose into the sky and disappeared, and all the people thought that this place would be filled with death, the protective screen of light suddenly appeared.
No one knew where it came from, and no one saw … just who had placed it.
In the midst of the silence, the people who had been humiliated under Beiling's mighty pressure settled down in the ninth summit once again. Su Ming did not chase them away, but gave them a home.
There was no need for those who had no home to return to make things difficult for those who were the same …
Su Ming left. He walked out of the screen of light around the island and cast his gaze towards the east. That was where Eastern Wastelands was located.
However, as he stood on the Dead Sea, there was no one around him. Only the sounds of the waves and the moans of the wind accompanied him. The loneliness that had been buried in his heart grew stronger.
Su Ming flew forward quietly towards Eastern Wastelands and gradually disappeared into the distance.
The Dead Sea beneath him covered the entire land. There were places Su Ming was familiar with in the depths of the sea, just like … Han Mountain City and the Chain of Han Mountain were here.
A day later, Su Ming stood calmly in midair. He did not run into a single person on his way. It was as if the world had died, as if he was the only one left in it.
The only thing that accompanied him was the wind and the waves.
Su Ming looked at the Dead Sea beneath him. In his memories, this was Han Mountain City before the disaster, but now, he knew that Han Mountain was no longer at the bottom of the sea.
The continents shattered like a mirror shattering. The distances between the continents varied, and the locations in his memories were just memories. They were not the real locations.
If he wanted to search for them, then he could only dive into the depths of the sea and slowly search for them.
On the way, the bald crane had also noticed Su Ming's dejection and did not bother him. Instead, as it flew, it would look around and occasionally look at the seawater and its surroundings, attracted by all the things that were shining.
Three days passed by without Su Ming's knowledge. He did not move quickly. As he walked in midair, the scenes in his memories gradually became indistinct. Eventually, he saw a small island on the Dead Sea.
This place was incredibly far away from Freezing Sky Clan. Based on its location, it should be near the border between the Shamans and Berserkers of the Land of South Morning. That island stood alone on the Dead Sea. It did not have a protective screen of light, neither did it have any form of protection. In fact, if Su Ming did not look closely, he would not be able to notice it in the dark.
That island was simply too small …
Su Ming had seen a few islands like this on his way. There was not a single hint of life on each of them. In the dead silence, not a single living soul could be found.
Even if there were any, they were all corpses of the dead.
Su Ming averted his gaze from the island. He took a huge step forward and turned into a long arc. The bald crane followed behind him. Just as the man and crane were about to fly past each other in midair, Su Ming's body came to an abrupt halt. He turned his head around, and when he looked at the island once again, he was stunned.
The faint light of a fire was shining in the darkness of the island, just like the stars in the past. It was not just one ball of fire, but a dozen something places.
Cheers and laughter also came from the island at that moment, mixing with the sounds of the waves around them and spreading through the area.
Su Ming could clearly remember that when he looked at the island just now, there was no fire on it. He also did not believe that if there were Berserkers on this island, then they would be able to survive in the Dead Sea without any form of protection for the past few years.
This was … impossible!
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He spread his divine sense outwards and covered the entire island, but what he saw was only emptiness. There was not a single living soul within it.
But everything he saw with his eyes was so real.
Su Ming fell silent. With one move, he charged towards the island. By his side, the bald crane scratched its feathers and cast him a sideways glance. Then, while mumbling under its breath, it also followed him.
After a moment, Su Ming stood on the soil of the island. The sea breeze filled the air, bringing with it a fishy stench. Besides the faint light from the fire before him, everything else was dark. With a calm expression, Su Ming walked towards the place where the light was coming from.
The island was very small. Not long after Su Ming walked out, he saw the light from the fire in the distance. He could also hear the sounds of cheers and laughter, as well as the sounds of children playing.
Then, right before Su Ming, he saw … a tribe.
Su Ming shuddered. This was a small tribe, and there were simple fences around it. There were bonfires lit in the tribe during the night, and there were Berserkers of both sexes singing merrily around them.
There were also children chasing after each other by the bonfires, and their laughter was as clear as silver bells.
There was also a nursery rhyme coming from the mouths of the children chasing after each other. It fused together with the happiness of the adults who would occasionally turn their heads to look at the children, causing Su Ming to have an indescribable feeling when the nursery rhyme fell into his ears.
"The same flower blooms for a thousand years, and I alone watch the oceans turn into mulberry fields. With one smile, I look through a thousand years, and how many times will I know that my lord has come to the world …"
As the youthful voice appeared, a whimpering song of a xun came from one of the skin tents in the tribe. There was sadness in that song, but it fused perfectly with the voice, causing Su Ming to stop moving. He stood quietly outside the tribe and listened.
He was familiar with this tribe. How could he not be familiar with it?!
He had come to this place twice before. The first time was with his Master, Tian Xie Zi. The second time was when he was alone. Right now … it was the third time!
Su Ming had originally forgotten about this place. This sort of small tribe would not have existed during the disaster. Yet now, on this island, in this dark place where he could see nothing with his divine sense, but where he could only see sparks of fire with his naked eyes … he had returned once again.
"The same flower blooms for a thousand years, and I alone watch through a thousand years with one smile …" Su Ming mumbled. This was the tribe where the old xun maker was!
Su Ming walked forward quietly into the tribe. The children chasing after the xun did not seem to have seen him. As they laughed, they ran towards him and … passed through Su Ming's body while still playing.
The people around the bonfires did not seem to be able to see Su Ming either. It was as if they were in a different world …
Sometimes, prosperity did not mean extravagance. It was just a form of liveliness. In this prosperity, Su Ming's loneliness was like smoke that could not be covered up by the emptiness.
Su Ming moved through the crowd. He looked at the happy smiling faces and listened to the adorable voices. He quietly arrived outside the tent from which the sad song of the xun came. After remaining silent for some time, he lifted his hand and lifted the tent flap.
I promised the Immortal Renegade Alliance's Master that I would give him a book, but the publisher still hasn't sent it to me. I've made everyone wait for a long time. If they still haven't sent it to me in a few days, I'll go buy it myself.
There will be more that will explode over the next few days, and it's still brewing. Don't worry, everyone! In less than three days, it will definitely explode. I'm prepared to challenge the limit of surpassing five chapters!
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