For the first time in his life, Su Ming copied the Art of Berserker Obliteration and created it. He might not be able to use this Art much as his level of cultivation increased, but it was the first step he took to become a powerful warrior.
The second time he copied it, he created the speed of the Roc, allowing his speed to surpass his own limits. His understanding and control towards wind allowed him to obtain the Wind Berserker's legacy and master the three styles of Wind Separation.
On this day, during his battle against Shen Dong, during the final style of the agreed upon three divine abilities, Su Ming had copied it once again!
This time, he did not use a drawing board, because his heart was the drawing board! This time, he did not use the brush in his hand either, because his soul was the brush of the universe!
With Destiny's reincarnation, he watched time flow backwards, observed the changes in Verdant Abyssal Seal, and fused his heart and soul into copying it. At that moment, the world Su Ming saw was surrounded by green fog. From the moment it first appeared to the moment it gathered into a seal and exploded with a bang, what was stirred up was not the power of cultivation, not the life force of the world, not the spiritual aura of the universe, but a wisp of … the power of death that existed in the world.
That power made Su Ming's expression change. It made his heart race against his chest, made his pupils shrink, and made his breathing quicken.
He knew why a gigantic hole had appeared in the sky previously. He knew the source of the Verdant Abyssal Seal's strength. He saw that the hole in the sky had not been formed by the collapse of the sky, but had instead spilled out from the endless Yin Death Fog behind the sky. As if it had been summoned by this place, it tore through the sky and descended.
This was Yin Death Aura. This was the power of Yin Death Fog beyond the sky!
"Seven Abyssal Yin Death Seal … Verdant Abyssal Seal!" A brilliant light appeared in Su Ming's eyes. If he had not borrowed Destiny's body to see the source of the Verdant Abyssal Seal, if time had not flowed backwards, he would not have been able to see the source of the Seven Abyssal Yin Death Seal!
If this was not the first time he copied it and he had copied it to clear his mind when he was on the ninth summit, then it would have been impossible for him to see the source of the Seven Abyssal Yin Death Seal with just one glance!
Green gradually appeared in Su Ming's eyes, but it only lasted for an instant before it disappeared without a trace. Su Ming closed his eyes.
At that moment, Shen Dong widened his eyes in disbelief and shock. When he looked towards Su Ming, there was also a hint of disbelief in his gaze.
"The divine ability just now … Time Reversal … Using this divine ability to observe my Yin Death Seal, he actually managed to see some clues, and from the looks of it, he seemed to have gained some enlightenment … Just what kind of comprehension does this person have? If he really understood the Seven Underworld Yin Death Seal, I … I … This is impossible!" Shen Dong laughed bitterly. He remembered that when he cultivated the Sevenstygian Death Seal, he'd used an extremely long time, and he was only barely able to grasp the first seal now.
If Su Ming had truly managed to see through the essence and source with just one glance, then this would be a huge blow to Shen Dong.
As Shen Dong laughed wryly, Su Ming opened his eyes. There was a green vortex shining in his eyes, and at the instant Shen Dong saw it, a loud bang rang out in his heart.
"Thank you, Brother Shen!" A focused glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and the green vortex in his pupils disappeared. With a stern expression, he wrapped his fist in his palm towards Shen Dong and bowed deeply.
Shen Dong was stunned for a moment before he spoke hesitantly.
"You … You learned it?"
"There are still some parts where I'm not familiar with it yet. I only managed to see some clues. This Art uses my own will of death to stir up the aura of death on the ground to form a Rune. It summons the Yin Death Fog beyond the sky, and once it connects with each other, the Yin Death Aura that is filled with death will erupt forth!" Su Ming stated calmly.
Shen Dong's breathing quickened. As he looked at Su Ming, his gaze was filled with shock, shock, complicated emotions, and anguish. After a long while, he shook his head with a wry smile.
"Fellow Daoist, among those of the same generation, I have only seen such great comprehensive abilities from Ye Wang. This battle has ended, and I have lost. Even if the Seven Underworld Yin Death Seal landed on you just now, with your divine ability to reverse time, it would have been enough for you to break this Art." Shen Dong sucked in a deep breath and wrapped his fist in his palm to bow towards Su Ming.
"I fought to my heart's content in today's battle, and I've also gained quite a lot from it. I have a vague feeling that I'm not too far away from reaching a breakthrough. I have to thank you for this, fellow Daoist …
"But fellow Daoist, you must be careful. The death of an Ascendance Elder from Evil Spirit Sect is no small matter. I have a duty to fulfill, and I will definitely report it to my superiors … I hope that you will be safe from now on." As Shen Dong spoke, he cast a deep glance at Su Ming, then turned around and turned into a long arc that charged into the distance.
Su Ming watched Shen Dong leave. After a long while, the green fog vortex appeared in his eyes once again. As it spun, Su Ming gradually lifted his right hand, and a green fog vortex also appeared on his right hand. As it surrounded him, a deep wave of aura of death shone within it.
'You're not from Yin Death World, that's why it's so difficult for you to master this Art … The senior who created this divine ability must have also come from Yin Death Region …
'Judging by Shen Dong's words, he must have learned this Art in the land of Immortals. If that's the case … if the senior who created this divine ability truly came from Yin Death Region, then how … did he manage to walk out? '
Su Ming lifted his head and looked at the sky. A freezing glare appeared in his eyes.
"Sooner or later, I will break through this sky … and step into the world that belongs to all of you. I can sense that this day isn't too far away," Su Ming mumbled. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and the green fog vortex immediately disappeared. He turned around and took a huge step towards Hidden Dragon Sect's branch, which was located at the crack of dawn.
Almost at the same time Su Ming headed towards Hidden Dragon Sect's branch, a gigantic dragon head crawled out of the endless sky above the land and the layer of clouds that had been covered by the black light before dawn arrived.
That dragon head was yellowish brown, and there was a murderous air within its dignified face. As it lowered its head, it swept its gaze across the land, as if it was looking at Su Ming's back. There was a girl sitting on its back. Her face was rosy, and she was still holding melon seeds in her hands. As she ate them, her eyes sparkled, and there was an intelligent look in them.
'He's an Abyss Builder that is incredibly rare in the Emperor of Abyss' True World and is rumored to have gone extinct … and he has such comprehensive abilities … In fact, when I saw him fighting against the Immortals in the lower realm of True Morning Dao World … the Signs of the Abyss appeared. I didn't expect that I would run into such a person here! ' The girl's eyes sparkled. No one knew what she had just remembered, but she gradually smiled. However, there was a smug look in that smile.
'He's a member of the Emperor of Abyss' True World, and he's also a rare Abyss Builder. He also has such comprehensive abilities, and the Signs of the Abyss appeared … Ah, just how much can I get from selling this guy?
'Just who should I sell him to? Should I sell him to old King Ming Ming, to old Granny Fu Shui, or directly to the Emperor of Abyss? ' As the girl thought about it, she immediately became spirited. She stopped eating the melon seeds, and excitement appeared in her eyes.
'Whatever, if I'm going to sell him, then I'll sell all of them. That way, I won't have saved his life in vain. Just treat it as my reward. But I'll forget about the Emperor of Abyss. That old man is too mean and stingy. He won't even give me a single cent!'
When the Yellow Dragon heard her words, it immediately shuddered, and fear appeared on its face.
The girl's expression became even more smug. She lifted her right hand and grabbed the Yellow Dragon's head. The dragon shuddered and instinctively lowered its head, causing the girl to grab air.
"Xiao Huang, you're not being obedient!" The girl glared at it, but her voice was incredibly sweet, causing all those who heard it to feel a tingling sensation in their bodies if they did not look at their expressions.
The Yellow Dragon's expression was no longer fierce and awe-inspiring. Instead, it was filled with misery, and it closed its eyes. The girl grabbed the Yellow Dragon's head with her right hand at that moment. With one tug, the Yellow Dragon screamed in pain, and three strands of hair on its head were torn off.
She brought out one of the dragon's hairs, opened her mouth, and blew at it gently. A wisp of her Origin Life Aura floated out, and when it touched the hair, it immediately started burning on its own.
As it burned, a wisp of white smoke floated up, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it gathered together in midair to form a ring-shaped circle. The circle was murky, and it could not be seen clearly.
The girl blinked, let out a dry cough, and said in a sweet voice, "Grandpa King Ming, I know you can hear me. Stop hiding."
The circle was still murky, and not a single change could be detected. By the looks of it, the white smoke was slowly dissipating, and before long, it would completely disappear.
"Ah, I saw a person with incredible potential, and the first thing I thought of was to tell you, Grandpa King Ming, but since you're not around, then forget it. I'll go and look for Granny Fu Shui …" A look of pity appeared on the girl's face, but she stared at the ring of smoke without blinking. The white smoke on her face became even thinner, and a thought appeared in her head.
"Oh well, it's just that this Abyss Builder isn't fated with you, Grandpa King Ming. Oh well …" As the girl spoke, she lifted her right hand, intending to swing it at the ring that was about to disappear.
However, the moment the girl said her final words, the thin ring of smoke immediately froze and no longer dissipated. Instead, it rapidly gained corporeal form. The murkiness within it instantly disappeared, and in its place was clarity.
What appeared inside was a secret chamber. A white-haired old man sat cross-legged inside the chamber. His body was blurry, and it was impossible to see his face clearly. However, it was possible to sense that his eyes seemed to be piercing through the smoke and looking at the young woman.
"Old Ming, long time no see." A playful smile appeared on the girl's face, and she lifted her hand as if she was greeting him.
"Hmph, how impudent! How improper! You're always like this, always acting like a lunatic. This time, to avoid the wedding with the fourth son of the Emperor of Abyss' Fourth Son, you actually stole the Passing World Spirit. Do you know what kind of disaster you've caused?! "
The girl glared at him and said angrily, "Huh? I say, old man, why are you meddling in my private affairs? Why am I trying to avoid it? What Passing World Spirit? I don't know …" As for the Passing World Spirit, she had a confused look on her face.
The yellow dragon beneath her had a bitter expression on its face at that moment. Just as it was about to lower its head, the old man's voice came from the ring of smoke.
"Oh well, I don't want to bother with this either. What Abyss Builders were you talking about just now?" The old man changed the topic and finally revealed the reason why he had appeared.
Today was Singles' Day. He had originally intended to release a chapter to comfort all his single Daoists and fellow Daoist Su Ming to fit in with the festival …
But so that he would not be cursed at by the others and to bless all of them for reaching perfection, he would release two chapters!
Three chapters was not good. He could not have a mistress. Four chapters was not good either. Mistresses and mistresses were even more troublesome. Now that he thought about it, two chapters was better.
Hehe, everyone, take your seats. Happy holidays ~ ~ (To be continued). (If you like this work, please come to Start Point and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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