At the instant the Verdant Abyssal Seal formed by the blood kirin crumbled, it turned into a powerful wave of impact that instantly crashed into the ripples restricting Su Ming's movements. A loud bang rang in the air, causing Su Ming's body to relax. At the same time, a large amount of aura of death descended from the sky, and it also affected the nine black dragons behind Su Ming.
Only Ji An only paused for a moment before he charged towards Su Ming while facing the impact from the aura of death. He lifted his left hand and struck Su Ming through the air.
It might have seemed like a simple strike, but when he did so, dozens of strange shadows of ferocious beasts manifested before Ji An. They appeared and disappeared in the span of a breath, and that palm closed in on Su Ming.
At the instant it crashed into Su Ming's lifted right fist through the air, an even more intense boom shook the sky and earth and reverberated in the air. Blood trickled out of the corners of Su Ming's mouth, and he tumbled back nearly a thousand feet. As for Ji An, he swayed, but he did not move back. However, his expression changed several times.
Clearly, Su Ming's punch and the impact from the aura of death had also affected him quite a lot.
Su Ming wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth, and a powerful fighting spirit appeared in his eyes. His blood was boiling, and he could sense that as the pressure from Ji An increased, the signs of him breaking through the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm became stronger.
"If you want to fight, then let's fight!" Su Ming swiftly rose into the air, and with a swing of his arm, the arms of the statue of the God of Berserkers appeared once again. They surrounded Su Ming and charged towards Ji An with a bang.
Su Ming closed his eyes, and as he circulated his thoughts, a shadow manifested behind him. That shadow was his Nascent Divinity, and once it spread out, it was incredibly thick. At the same time it exuded waves of mighty pressure, it also caused the tens of thousands of cultivators underneath to burst into a shocking uproar the instant they saw Su Ming's Nascent Divinity manifesting.
In fact, even Ji An was momentarily stunned.
Nascent Divinities were something unique to high-grade Immortals. They did not exist in the bodies of Berserkers.
"Nascent Divinity! That's … That's a Nascent Divinity!"
"This person is a Berserker, but he managed to create a Nascent Divinity?!"
"Could it be that he is practicing Immortal and Berserker Cultivation at the same time? This … There have been people who have been researching this for many years, but in the end, they discovered that it is impossible for them to exist together. He … actually managed to do this!"
In the midst of the commotion, the arms of Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers charged towards Ji An. The power contained within the statue's arms was something that even Ji An did not dare to underestimate. At that moment, he did not have time to think about anything else. He swung the fan in his hand forward, and black fog instantly surged madly around his body, turning into a set of black armor on his body.
As Su Ming closed his eyes and revealed his Nascent Divinity, he lifted his right hand and formed a seal. Once he changed it nine times, he executed the Nine Transformations Art from Hong Luo's divine ability and added it to the divine ability he was about to cast. He tapped on his right leg repeatedly, then lifted his head swiftly and took a step forward with his right foot.
At the instant that foot landed, the entire world seemed to tremble. A huge foot suddenly materialized in the sky, stomping fiercely towards Ji An.
This was the God of Berserkers' Seven Steps!
Su Ming took seven steps in succession, and right after the first illusory foot appeared in the sky, six more with increasingly stronger presences appeared. Once these seven footprints fused together, they turned into one that descended with a loud bang.
The world rumbled, and Ji An's pupils shrank. As he let out a low growl, the black armor on his body expanded outwards, and an illusory shadow immediately manifested behind him. That illusory shadow had a strange appearance. There were two horns on its head, and it looked like a human, but not at the same time. It looked like a monster from beyond the heavens, and it was ten thousand feet tall.
That figure lifted its head and let out a piercing roar, then charged towards Su Ming's God of Berserkers' Seven Steps.
As the rumbling continued, Su Ming still had his eyes closed, not looking at the results of the battle. Instead, he was continuously stimulating his mind, causing the signs of him breaking through the middle stage of the Berserker God to become stronger.
After the nine transformations, Su Ming lifted his left hand, but he did not form any seals. Instead, he intersected his right hand with his left hand and changed into ten different poses. With each pose, a layer of haziness would appear around him, and that haziness would become stronger. When Su Ming made the ninth pose, that haziness turned into an illusion, and Su Ming's body could no longer be seen clearly.
This was the Art that Su Ming had inherited from Hong Luo. However, due to the nobility of his blood and his confidence in the Immortal royal family's divine abilities, he had found it beneath him to practice … the Ten Transformations Art from the Nine Transformations Ten Transformations Unison Art!
This Art could create all manner of things in the world, as long as there was some sort of connection between the caster and the thing he created. Just like at that moment, once Su Ming executed the nine transformations of the Ten Transformations, he sensed that he could no longer continue pushing forward with the final transformation, and gave up on continuing. Instead, he fused his mind with his small snake.
During that instant, right when the uproars from the tens of thousands of cultivators in the area disappeared, the haziness around Su Ming increased exponentially. One hundred feet, one thousand feet, five thousand feet, and up to ten thousand feet!
It was a hazy illusion of ten thousand feet, and no one could see Su Ming clearly. However, when such a scene appeared in the world, it caused the hearts of all those who saw it to tremble. They also felt as if their heartbeats had been controlled, and they could not help but speed up.
That speed also caused the hearts of the tens of thousands of people in the area to forcefully freeze at a certain frequency. Because of that, the pressure formed was enough to shock all the people.
Thump thump, thump thump … The sound of heartbeats traveled outwards, causing all the people who heard it to feel as if it was their own heartbeats. However, if they listened to it closely, they would find that those heartbeats came from the indistinct illusion that was ten thousand feet in the sky, and their faces would turn pale.
It was as if there was a heart within that illusion, and at that moment, all the people had to resonate with its heartbeats. If they did not obey, then due to the disharmony between them and the world, their hearts would crumble and explode.
Even Ji An felt his heart tremble. At the instant his arms clashed against Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers, he cast a sideways glance, but the moment he looked over, a shocking roar came from within that indistinct illusion of ten thousand feet.
That roar did not sound like that of a human, but more like that of a ferocious beast that wanted to destroy the world.
The hearts of the people in the area started pounding even more furiously.
As that roar reverberated in the air, the indistinct illusion swiftly shattered and turned into an endless amount of crystalline sparks that tumbled backwards in all directions. At the instant they did so, a gigantic beast that was ten thousand feet in size swiftly rushed out from within the illusion!
The beast's appearance caused an uproar that surpassed all the previous uproars. It also caused the tens of thousands of cultivators to instinctively retreat, causing the ground to instantly descend into chaos.
In the midst of this chaos, Ji An's pupils shrank, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.
"Candle Dragon!"
"That's the Candle Dragon!"
"Just how did Su Ming do it?! He actually has a Candle Dragon as his pet?!"
"That's not a pet! That's Su Ming! He's the one who turned into the Candle Dragon! Could it be that he's the Candle Dragon that had turned into a human?!"
In the midst of this uproar, Su Ming's face appeared on the head of the ten thousand feet Candle Dragon in the sky. He had his eyes closed and did not move. The giant snake's body moved with a bang in the sky, and as the Candle Dragon's head under Su Ming's head lifted its head and roared towards the sky. That voice was filled with a power that could capture souls, causing all those who heard it to fall into a daze. For a period of time, illusions rose in their heads, and they could no longer control themselves.
At the same time, the Candle Dragon charged towards Ji An. At the instant it closed in, it opened its eyes, and as the snake head did so, so did Su Ming. The power that could capture souls erupted forth from within him, and this was the true power of the Candle Dragon's Soul Catcher.
During that instant, the world lost its color, as if everything had turned into nothingness. Only the Candle Dragon's eyes remained, and they became the only dark light in the world.
Even someone as powerful as Ji An could not help but fall into a daze at that instant. That daze might have only lasted for a few breaths, but the instant he snapped out of it, the booming sounds from the arms of the statue of the God of Berserkers had already closed in on him. But this was not the main point. The main point was that the Candle Dragon was no longer before him, but behind him, and it was charging straight towards the dazed and incredibly pathetic golden-robed Di Tian.
Ji An's pupils shrank. Without any hesitation, he lifted his right hand and struck his body. He could not let any of Di Tian's clones die. At the very least, he could not let them die in Su Ming's hands.
With his level of cultivation, he had long since been able to tell that there was something off about Su Ming. There was a powerful obsession within him, and that obsession was to kill Di Tian. Every single time he killed one of Di Tian's clones, that obsession would stimulate Su Ming greatly, making him absorb the power of the world so that his level of cultivation would increase exponentially.
Ji An knew clearly that once this golden-robed Di Tian was killed by Su Ming, then Su Ming would immediately have the desire to reach the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. In fact, there was even a high possibility that he would reach the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm in one go.
At that moment, as he struck his own body with his right hand, Ji An's body immediately started distorting, as if he was about to split apart. Overlapping shadows immediately manifested on his back, as if he was about to form a clone.
However, right at the instant this clone appeared, Su Ming, who had turned into the Candle Dragon, turned his head around and let out a roar that surged into the sky towards Ji An.
That roar was the Candle Dragon's roar, and it was also … Su Ming's God of Berserkers' roar!
That roar also contained Su Ming's epiphany towards the Nine Transformations, Ten Transformations, One Voice of Thunder, One Voice of Thunder, One Voice of Thunder, One Voice of Thunder, One Voice of Thunder, One Voice of Thunder.
That roar rumbled, causing Ji An's body to freeze for a moment. At the same time, an eyeball flew out from Su Ming's side. That eyeball swelled up in midair and turned into … the Hidden Execution of Justice, which contained the power of sealing!
The roar, the seal, the Soul Catcher, the arms of the statue of the God of Berserkers, the God of Berserkers' steps, and all of these were executed by Su Ming for a single goal - to trap Ji An!
At this moment, he succeeded.
At the instant Ji An was trapped, the Candle Dragon that was Su Ming opened its mouth towards the dazed Di Tian with madness, killing intent, and hatred, and sucked in a sharp breath.
The sky was dark, and Di Tian was dead. (To be continued.) If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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