A race had to have a soul!
A race without a soul was bound to be eliminated!
Once the first God of Berserkers left, the second was torn to shreds, and the third went missing, the Berserkers' souls gradually grew dim and died.
What was left was only confusion, along with a sickly illusion. They lived in the glory of the past in the ancient scrolls and did not want to wake up, or perhaps … they could not face their current decline.
The Berserkers were indeed no longer a race that was worshipped by all worlds under the lead of the first God of Berserkers … They were like an old man with one foot in the grave, and they had already reached the end of their lives.
The continents were split up, their civilization could no longer continue, the internal strife caused by the Shamans' rebellion, and the numerous Immortals who had descended and infiltrated the land over the ages had caused the Berserkers to be torn to shreds. Only an empty shell was left.
Even their level of cultivation was forever fixed at the Berserker Soul Realm. They could not activate the next Realm. As time passed by, this race gradually could not keep up with history, and they were gradually … abandoned by time.
Could this sort of race still have a soul? She no longer had one. Her soul had already died!
Only a mournful song of the xun was left from the glory of the past. The glory of the past had long since been destroyed into nothingness. The remains in the flames were bound to be the comfort of dreams. They burned their blood, but it was difficult for them to ignite the soul of a race!
The Immortals' Nine Stars Punishment was the people in this world, and it was the blade hanging over their heads!
Perhaps this blade should have fallen a long time ago … but this was, after all, the land of Berserkers that had once been worshipped by all worlds. A person who had once made all the Immortals bow their heads and shocked all of Sacred Morning Dao World had appeared here.
Lie Shan Xiu!
This was his homeland, and he … might have been missing for ages, but perhaps … he was still not dead! One day, perhaps he would return.
Even if he did not return, he had left behind the supreme treasures to protect the race in the land of Berserkers before he left, along with the law of Berserkers that was even stronger than the other supreme treasures!
This law was also the law of Yin Death Region. Under this law, all those who descended here would have their levels of cultivation infinitely weakened. If it were not for the existence of this law, then the Berserkers … might have already disappeared from the world a long time ago.
However, these were only external forces. If a race had no soul, then it would still walk the path of extinction.
Su Ming did not know what a soul was, but at that moment, the roars echoing in his ears and the warmth and powerful impact he felt in his body and soul made him seem to have truly understood something at that instant.
Perhaps those roars and the words "die together" had caused … a hint of a Berserker's soul to bloom as his blood burned!
They were afraid of death, but they had to suppress their fear and face death without hesitation. Since the soul of this race had already dissipated, since this race had already been eliminated by time, then … if they couldn't make their race rise again, then they had to … die together with their race!!
Perhaps he was not talking about Su Ming when he said that he would die with the God of Berserkers … but the Berserkers!
He would die with the Berserkers!
The roars from the near twenty thousand people shook the sky and earth, turning into the strongest cry in the world at that moment. There was madness in their voices, and it was an eruption of emotions that had been suppressed for an endless amount of time. Under this eruption … death was nothing!
Under this eruption and the will to die together with the Berserkers, the impact that struck Su Ming's heart caused a warmth that he had never experienced before to appear in his body, a warmth that had nothing to do with any sort of emotion. It was … the bud of a Berserker's soul that had reappeared!
That soul was not the Berserkers' soul in the past. Instead, it was an unwillingness to admit defeat in the midst of destruction, a madness that came from emptiness, and … a determination to rather die in glory than live in dishonor!
That soul had no form. It could not be seen, nor could it be touched, but at that instant, the tens of thousands of Immortals on the ground could sense a will that seemed to be rising up from the twenty thousand people in the sky, a will that could crush everything!
Ji An's face turned pale and he staggered a few steps backwards. Once he reached his level of cultivation, he would be able to tell what was going on with just one glance. He looked at the twenty thousand Berserkers roaring and saw their wills erupting forth with a bang, and his expression changed rapidly.
"The Berserkers' soul …"
The black-robed Di Tian's expression also immediately changed. He had not expected that his Nine Stars Punishment would cause the twenty thousand Berserkers to show signs of their souls.
This sign was a form of belief, a form of incense burning, and also a form of determination. Once this sort of determination appeared in a race, then that race would become incredibly terrifying. It was a race's soul that no amount of power could destroy.
Unless … all the bloodline of that race was killed and not even a single blade of grass was left!
'These twenty thousand people are the seeds. If they don't die in this disaster, then once they spread out, they will spread the seeds of the Berserkers' soul throughout the entire land of Berserkers and infect all their bloodlines. At that time … the Berserkers will open their eyes and wake up, as if they had slept for tens of thousands of years!
This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen. These people … must all die here! " A glint appeared in Di Tian's eyes. He bit the tip of his tongue once again and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He lifted his right hand and swung his arm, and the golden drops of blood charged towards the vortex in the sky. As booming sounds reverberated in the air, the nine cultivation planets guarding Yin Death Region in the Immortals' galaxy beyond Yin Death Fog erupted with a piercing light once again, and another nine powerful rays of light descended with loud bangs.
Yet right at the instant these nine powerful rays of light shot through Yin Death Fog and were about to charge towards the land of Berserkers, a moaning song of a xun suddenly rang out in the world of Berserkers from within Yin Death Fog in the vortex!
The song of the xun arrived incredibly suddenly. Its appearance caused the moaning sound to sound like the Berserkers weeping. The sound of the song reverberated in the air, and at the instant the nine powerful rays of light descended, they froze at the same time. It was as if the entire universe, the entire world, and everything within Yin Death Region had instantly frozen.
The nine powerful rays of light from the second wave also froze, along with the seventh ray of punishment light above Su Ming that Xing Gan and the numerous Berserkers were trying to block!
Everything instantly froze. The only thing that existed was the moaning song of the xun. It echoed in the world, and the sound of the song fell into Su Ming's ears. At the instant he heard it, he slowly lifted his head and looked at the sky.
He was familiar with this song. He had heard it several times before. He could still remember the last time he heard it was when he was fighting against Di Tian's clone, and the last time he heard it … was when he saw an old man playing this song of the xun right before him.
The old man's appearance appeared in Su Ming's mind, but suddenly, he found that he could no longer remember the old man's appearance. During that instant, his breathing quickened, and to his shock, he discovered a fact that he had not paid any attention to in the past!
The old man's appearance … seemed to be different every single time Su Ming saw him. Only his actions, which made him look like a blind man, remained clear in Su Ming's mind.
It was clear that he was an old man who looked different every single time he met him, but only at this moment did Su Ming notice this. This matter was incredibly bizarre, and it allowed Su Ming to understand many things in an instant.
"The souls of us Berserkers have finally appeared. How can we let you destroy us?!" An ancient voice that seemed to have gone through an endless amount of time traveled forth slowly from the fog in Yin Death Vortex. As that voice appeared, the moaning song of the xun reverberated in the air with an even louder pitch.
The black-robed Di Tian's pupils shrank swiftly. This was the first time he heard this voice, but it was not the first time he sensed the presence spreading out from Yin Death Vortex!
It was this presence that had caused his magical body to not dare descend upon this place for many years. It was also this presence that gave him a vague sense of danger!
"Who are you?!" Di Tian took a step forward. When he lifted his right hand, his five fingers crumbled and turned into five blood arrows that charged towards Yin Death Vortex in the sky.
Immediately, the five blood arrows turned into five blood dragons. As they roared ferociously, they fused together to form a five-headed beast of blood. As it roared, it rushed into the vortex and let out a loud bang that surged into the sky.
In the mid of that bang, Yin Death Vortex in the sky looked as if it had crumbled and started spreading outwards with a bang. At the instant it did so … a person dressed in white appeared within it!
That person was an old man with lifeless eyes. His appearance was different in everyone's eyes. In fact, the same person would see a different person every single time they blinked.
However … very few people noticed this. It was as if their minds had automatically overlooked the change in the old man's appearance.
At the instant Su Ming saw the old man, he recognized him. He was the old xun maker!
However, this time, when he saw the old man's face clearly, his heart trembled violently with a bang. This sort of shock was something he had never felt before. Even when he had learned that this was Yin Death World, the shock in his heart had not been able to compare to this.
It was as if there were tens of millions of thunderbolts in his head, and all of them were roaring at the same time, causing Su Ming's mind to instantly fall into chaos. His body trembled violently, and he was completely stunned. The only thing left before his eyes was the old man's face.
He did not dare blink. He was afraid that if he did, the old man's face would change once again, and he would change the face that made him tremble.
That face was the deepest in Su Ming's memories. That smile was the most unforgettable thing in his life. All of that caused Su Ming's soul to become clear at that moment.
"Elder …" Su Ming mumbled. Once he finished mumbling, he let out a shocking cry.
"Elder!"
At that instant, the old man in the sky appeared before Su Ming's eyes. He was … Dark Mountain Tribe's Elder, Mo Sang, Su Ming's … elder!
"Xiao Li, Xiao Di, today's your birthday, and all my fellow Evil Demons celebrating your birthday on the same day, happy birthday!
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