"Out of the previous thirty-six times, you fell asleep under my Abyss Sword nineteen times. This time, I'd like to see how you fare!" As Di Tian took a step forward, the presence of a supreme being pressed down like a mountain when Su Ming first saw him was like that of a mountain pressing down on him. At the same time he intimidated Su Ming with a bang, Di Tian lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the sky.
With it, a ray of dark light instantly manifested in the sky and charged towards Di Tian's right hand. It turned into a sword in his hand, and that sword was naturally Di Tian's Abyss Sword!
It was also an Abyss Sword, but the one Su Ming had run into previously was Di Tian's clone, and right then, the one that appeared before him was the black-robed magical body that had caused Su Ming to sink into oblivion over the years!
This magical body was connected to Di Tian's life, and its strength surpassed that of his clone. It was the strongest power Di Tian could bring out in the land of Berserkers.
During the past thirty-six times, Di Tian had used his magical body to carry out the final judgment. Once this magical body appeared, it would mean the end of the trial.
Only at this moment did this magical body descend from the land of Immortals, and it was enough to tell that Di Tian had only made his decision at this moment.
The other most important reason was that his magical body had descended thirty-six times over the years, and the rejection from the laws in the land of Berserkers had become incredibly strong. Even if he descended, he could not stay here for long. He had to end the battle as soon as possible.
There was also another reason. Ever since Su Ming sank into oblivion and was sealed for the thirty-sixth time, Di Tian had felt a strong sense of danger. That danger did not come from Su Ming, but from a pair of invisible eyes that seemed to exist in the land of Berserkers.
That pair of eyes seemed to be constantly staring at him, causing him to only send his clones to descend during the past one thousand years. He did not take the risk of using his magical body, which was connected to his life. If it was not because he had to destroy Su Ming, he would not have sent his magical body to the land of Berserkers.
Besides, Di Tian was incredibly worried about entrusting this matter to someone else. All of his clones had died, so he could only … send his magical body!
Once the Abyss Sword appeared, the endless vortex in the sky started rotating even faster with a bang. A wisp of Yin Death Aura was attracted by the Abyss Sword and descended from the vortex. It turned into a ball of black smoke that surrounded the Abyss Sword. As that black smoke filled the area, it seemed to have turned into ghost faces that started roaring at Su Ming.
"First Abyss Praise to Heaven!
"Second Dark Rise!"
"Three Underworld Executioners!" The black-robed Di Tian swung the Abyss Sword in his hand, and it immediately split into three parts. Three Abyss Swords appeared around Di Tian, and as they danced in the air, more Yin Death Aura from the vortex surged towards him.
"Soul Delivery from the Four Underworlds!"
"Five Nether Mourning Body!"
"Six Dark God Slaying!" A glint appeared in the black-robed Di Tian's eyes. The three Abyss swords swayed once again and turned into six swords, forming a Sword Rune that charged towards Su Ming. The Yin Death Aura they stirred up turned into thick black fog, and as it tumbled about, it turned into a gigantic face of a ghost in the sky. As it roared, it swiftly closed in on Su Ming.
A strong sense of danger instantly rose in Su Ming's heart. That sense of danger came from a part of his memories that he did not notice. It came from his soul, as if it was just as Di Tian had said. There had been a dozen something times in the past when his body and spirit had crumbled and he had sunk into oblivion under Di Tian's Style.
"If what you said is true, then this is the 37th time. I don't know why I lost to this Abyss Sword during the previous dozen something times, but now …" Su Ming did not finish speaking. As he paused, not only did he not retreat, he instead took a step forward. The instant his foot landed, he disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already right before Di Tian's six Abyss Swords.
The instant he hurled his fist forward …
"Seven Abyss Announcing Life!
"Eight Abyss Burial of the Void!
"Nine Abyss … Destruction!" The black-robed Di Tian swung his arm, and immediately, overlapping shadows appeared on the six Abyss Swords around him. Once another three swords appeared, they turned into nine Abyss Swords, and they instantly crashed into Su Ming. Booming sounds surged into the sky and reverberated in the air.
Su Ming's fist froze for a moment. The nine Abyss Swords before him shattered inch by inch, and as they tumbled backwards, they crumbled into powder, but they did not disappear. Instead, once they fused with the fog, they turned into a gigantic ghastly mouth that looked as if it had corporeal form, and it swiftly charged towards Su Ming to devour him.
That devouring power was enough to devour any Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm. In fact, even those with great levels of cultivation would find it difficult to escape. This was the backlash from the power of Yin Death, the ultimate divine ability from Di Tian that had been able to kill Su Ming a dozen something times in the past.
Di Tian's magical body had not held back a single bit right from the start of this battle. His attacks were filled with killing intent.
However, while this divine ability could kill Su Ming a dozen something times in the past, it could not injure him on this day. Di Tian had made a mistake in his calculations, and this mistake would make him pay a price that he would find difficult to bear.
In his memories, this was the thirty-seventh time Su Ming had awakened. In his mind, Su Ming's strength came from the power that would erupt from his body each time he awakened, and each time, it would far surpass the previous Su Ming. Yet even so, he believed that he could control this Destiny of him awakening the thirty-seventh time.
However, he did not know that this was not the thirty-seventh time Su Ming had awakened, but … an innumerable number of times!
The Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World had not only allowed Su Ming's will to soar, he had also obtained … an innumerable number of awakenings that even he did not know about!
Every single time he awakened, his potential would increase slightly. The innumerable number of awakenings and the accident in the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World had caused Di Tian to miscalculate, and it had also created Su Ming!
Almost the instant the gaping mouth formed by Yin Death Fog closed in on Su Ming, his expression twisted. He lifted his head swiftly and let out a low roar towards the mouth of the fog.
"Yin Death Aura is my aura! How dare you devour me?!" Su Ming's roar reverberated in all directions. Veins popped up on his face, and as he roared, the gigantic vortex in the sky roared along with him.
The mouth of the fog that was closing in on Su Ming shuddered. Fear and uncertainty appeared on the face of the ghost, and as Su Ming roared, it turned around and charged towards the black-robed Di Tian.
A powerful killing intent shone in Su Ming's eyes. With one move, he charged towards Di Tian like a shooting star. It did not matter whether it was his clone or his magical body, the world of the Berserkers was filled with Su Ming's murderous aura. If he wanted to kill someone, then he had to die!
"Di Tian, you will definitely die!" Su Ming's eyes turned bloodshot. The seals in his head continued shattering, and memories started surging madly in his head like a storm.
Almost at the same time Su Ming charged towards Di Tian, there were nearly ten thousand long arcs charging towards them from the horizon in the distance, as if they had covered the sky and earth. The person in the lead … was All Entities Clan's Great Sect Elder who had attained completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, Tian Qi!
Excitement appeared in his eyes. The near ten thousand Berserkers behind him all felt their blood boiling, and their roars traveled forth with a bang at that moment.
There were also nearly ten thousand long arcs charging towards them from another direction. The person in the lead was an old man who was as thin as a skeleton. That old man was Xue Sha, the Elder of the Great Tribe of Surging Clouds!
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