"I can make the world of Berserkers curse the death of all your clones …" Su Ming quickly added. He took another step forward, and the world rumbled. The golden light around Di Tian also changed swiftly, as if he had sensed the mighty pressure coming from all directions and the endless power of the world gathering on him.
Once he took those two steps forward, Su Ming's presence rose once again. In all the people's eyes, he looked as if he had become much taller. This was an illusion, but this illusion was incredibly clear in all their hearts.
"I have the land of Berserkers' kismet on me!" Su Ming took another step forward, and as booming sounds echoed in the air, his presence became so great that it could shake the universe.
The golden-robed Di Tian let out a cold harrumph. He had a strong feeling that he could not let Su Ming's presence continue rising, or else he would attract even more power of the world to gather on him.
Just as he was about to take action, Su Ming took another step forward.
"I have the power to reach a breakthrough in the Berserker Soul Realm!
"I have the might of the phenomenon of the Sky Berserker Soul Realm … Di Tian, what reason do you have not to die? What are you going to use to fight against me?!" This was Su Ming's final sentence, and his tone was practically interrogative. Once his voice traveled out, it stirred up an endless amount of echoes. It was as if the entire world, the entire universe, and the entire world of Berserkers were roaring at that instant, asking the golden-robed Di Tian why he did not die!
That roar shook the sky and reverberated in the air, causing the tens of thousands of Immortals to fall back with pale faces. Ji An's expression turned dark, but he was still a little hesitant.
The golden-robed Di Tian's pupils shrank. Almost at the instant Su Ming said those words, he moved forward, lifted his right hand, and pointed swiftly at Su Ming.
"Since you used your Berserker Soul to gather up the power of the world, then let me extract your Berserker Soul first!" As Di Tian spoke, his right hand landed on Su Ming's body from the distance.
At the instant he did so, booming sounds immediately came from the space before him, and the shadow of an emperor's crown manifested. As it shone with golden light, it charged towards Su Ming. That golden light contained a power that seemed as if it could split the world apart. When that golden light shone, the entire world looked as if it no longer had any other color. Everything was gold.
"In the eyes of this Emperor, there was only black and white. The black was your soul, and the white was your spirit." As Di Tian spoke, black and white immediately appeared on Su Ming, who was enveloped by the golden light. It was just as Di Tian had said, black was his soul, and white was his spirit.
"As for gold, it is the light that I use to purify the world. With this light, I will purify your black soul, erase your white soul, and seize your soul!" Di Tian's left hand changed 99 seals consecutively. He was so fast that he pressed it against his right hand in an instant.
During that instant, the black and white colors on Su Ming's body started distorting, showing signs that they were about to turn into gold. Perhaps more accurately speaking, they were about to be replaced by gold.
Su Ming remained calm. Under the golden light, he lifted his left hand slowly. He did not bother himself with the black and white colors that appeared on his body. Instead, he lifted the first finger on his right hand.
"Wind!" Su Ming said unhurriedly. At the instant he said that word, a strange runic symbol immediately shone on his left index finger. That runic symbol flashed nine times in an instant.
A gigantic runic symbol appeared around his body and looked as if it had overlapped with his body. That runic symbol flashed nine times at the same time.
After the ninth time, a loud moaning sound shook the sky and earth. It was the sound of wind, the whistling of the wind. A violent gust of wind appeared out of nowhere around Su Ming and swept around his body with loud rumbling sounds, turning into a whirlwind that connected the sky and earth together.
In an instant, it was no longer just one whirlwind, but nine. These nine whirlwinds swept outwards with Su Ming as the center. That wind was also a part of the power of the world. Once Su Ming reached the Berserker Soul Realm, he could use his soul to communicate with the world and gather the power of the world for his own use. As long as Su Ming's body could withstand the boundless power of the world, then he could gather it endlessly.
The bodies of normal powerful Berserkers in the Berserker Soul Realm, even those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, could not compare to Su Ming's. Su Ming's body was something that had never appeared before among those in the Bone Sacrifice Realm. It was something that had never appeared in the Berserker Tribe over the past tens of thousands of years. His body was a powerful existence that had all his bones, flesh, and blood turning into that of a Berserker.
Once this sort of body reached the Berserker Soul Realm, it would give birth to an unimaginably terrifying existence. Su Ming … was like this.
He had only reached the initial stage of the Berserker Soul Realm, and the speed at which he could gather the power of the world was not too fast, but it still allowed the wind runic symbol he had come to understand in Hidden Dragon Sect to erupt with great power.
Almost at the instant the wind runic symbol appeared, the tens of thousands of Immortals on the ground and the people from Hidden Dragon Sect widened their eyes and looked at the sky in disbelief. They saw the wind runic symbol that belonged to their sect.
Yet before they could digest the appearance of the wind runic symbol, Su Ming's aloof voice caused the hearts of all the Immortals in Hidden Dragon Sect to tremble once again.
"Rain!" Su Ming said flatly. At the instant he said those words, Hidden Dragon Sect's rain runic symbol shone on his left middle finger. That runic symbol swiftly grew larger and overlapped with the wind runic symbol before fusing together in front of Su Ming.
The appearance of that runic symbol caused the sky to roar. A storm swiftly appeared in the air and descended. The rain was violent, and it stirred up a strange sight that could shock a person's heart in the whirlwind.
The storm, the whirlwind, and the world roared as they fought against the golden light, as if they wanted to tear apart the golden light in the area.
Hidden Dragon Sect's Jingnan's breathing quickened. No matter how strong Su Ming was, he would not be too surprised since he had recognized him. His heart might be trembling, but he could still remain calm. However … as the wind and rain runic symbols appeared, his expression changed drastically. This was an Art that belonged to Hidden Dragon Sect, and there were very few people in Hidden Dragon Sect who could master these two runic symbols at the same time.
At that moment, a scene that made Jingnan widen his eyes, his heart tremble, and he nearly cried out involuntarily appeared in front of him.
"Thunder!" Su Ming lifted his head and let out a low roar. Before his roar even faded away, it turned into rumbling thunder in the world. As it reverberated in the air, the storm and whirlwind started sweeping through the area as if they had the might of heaven helping them.
"This is impossible … Wind, Rain, and Thunder Runic Symbols … He … He actually mastered all of them? This … This is …" Jingnan looked towards Chenchong swiftly.
At that moment, Chenchong's face was pale. He stared blankly at Su Ming, who had the three ancient runic symbols overlapping with each other in the sky. Anguish appeared on his face. He could master the first two runic symbols, and it was precisely because of them that he had become Hidden Dragon Sect's prodigy. However, even he had only mastered half of the third lightning runic symbol. He had yet to completely master it.
Yet now, the lightning runic symbol appeared incredibly clearly in Su Ming's hand, and it stirred up the thunderous rumbles in the sky to become even more intense.
"Lightning!" Su Ming's final word completely shattered the hope of being lucky in the depths of Jingnan's heart, and also shattered Chenchong's pride in the past. A broken smile appeared at the corners of Chenchong's lips. Prodigy? Sect's chief disciple? Compared to Su Ming, he was nothing …
Su Ming's voice reverberated in the air. After a loud bang, a bolt of lightning sliced through the sky and earth as if it had torn apart space itself. It tore through the air right before Su Ming with a bang. As the light from the lightning, the craziness of the storm, the roars of the whirlwind, and the roars of thunder overlapped with each other beside Su Ming, the golden light that had been enveloped by Di Tian's Art was immediately torn apart by that power. Once it was torn to pieces, all of it disappeared.
Di Tian shuddered, but he managed to stop himself from retreating because of the backlash from the Art being destroyed. As for Su Ming, once the overlapping runic symbols of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning shattered the golden light, he walked out. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were clear.
"Since you can't snatch away my Berserker Soul, then it's time for me to attack." As Su Ming spoke, he took a step forward, lifted his left hand, and swung it at Di Tian. Immediately, the four overlapping runic symbols of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning charged towards Di Tian with a loud bang.
Instantly, a storm fell around Di Tian. The whirlwind tore at him, thunder struck the gods, and lightning destroyed his body.
At the same time, once Su Ming took that step forward, he appeared right above Di Tian. When he lowered his head, he lifted his right hand and pushed downwards.
With it, the thunder in the world roared, and the right hand of Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers appeared. It spread its fingers wide open and hurled its palm towards Di Tian.
As it charged towards Di Tian, the tens of thousands of cultivators in the area immediately saw the illusion of Dark Mountain, the ninth summit, and the purple young man exuding an endless amount of killing intent right at the center of the right hand of Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers. These three things formed the right hand of the statue of the God of Berserkers.
The mountain pressed down on Di Tian, and the Berserker Soul Realm closed in on him. All of these things were the strongest power Su Ming could bring out at that moment, the power of the world he had gathered in the initial stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. As the power of the world he had gathered around him gathered together at a maddening pace, it caused the world to lose its color, the sky to change, and Di Tian's expression to turn incredibly solemn. His pupils shrank once again.
"White Sun Soaring!" A low roar tumbled out of Di Tian's mouth as he stood in the middle of the raging storm, the lightning, and the mountain pressing down on him. Once that voice appeared, the entire world immediately fell silent.
The world turned black, and a white sun appeared with Di Tian at its center. At the instant it appeared, a power that could destroy the world spread out. That white light caused the hearts and minds of all those who saw it to instantly go blank.
"I sacrificed the power of my clone and even let this clone be destroyed to cast the true White Sun Soaring. Su Ming … I'd like to see just how you can survive!" The golden-robed Di Tian looked as if he had gone mad. White flames spread out from his entire body as he activated the White Sun Soaring.
During that instant, Su Ming closed his eyes with a calm expression. His Berserker Soul spread out and his will fused with the world.
"Middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm … Activate!"
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