Su Ming could see the Immortals' galaxy, the countless floating continents, the numerous Immortals on those continents, and the Runes flashing on them.
Intense pain surrounded his Atman, and a large amount of aura of death surrounded his body. At that moment, as Su Ming charged forward, a large amount of that aura dissipated. At that moment, Su Ming's Atman was filled with madness. He wanted to see just what was the source of his intense pain.
His Atman moved through the continents, and he saw a large number of altars on those continents. There was a corpse lying on each of those altars.
He also saw more than a dozen Runes on those continents. These Runes were all letting out ripples of Relocation, but only four of them were shining with a piercing light.
He saw thousands of people sitting on those four shining Runes, and he saw Immortals continuously stepping into the Runes around him to be Relocated.
However, none of this was the source of his pain. Once Su Ming's Atman swept through the area, he charged towards the depths of the floating continents in the galaxy.
Perhaps a long time had passed, or perhaps it had only been the blink of an eye, but the largest continent appeared in front of Su Ming. It was far larger than the other continents, and it was the most astonishing region in the place. There was only a gigantic altar on it.
Su Ming could vaguely see a person lying on that altar.
This was not the first time he came to this place. When he killed Si Ma Xin, he had come here before, but he had not been able to see it clearly. However, now that Su Ming had come here once again, he could see more than he had in the past, and he could also see things even more clearly.
He saw an indescribable pressure spreading out from the tall altar, and there were also an endless amount of powerful seals surrounding the area. It was as if the person lying within those seals was incredibly important to the entire Immortal world, but they were also incredibly wary of him, which was why they were sealing him in layers of seals.
In fact, Su Ming could even tell that the continents in the galaxy had clearly been grouped together to form a Rune in the galaxy, and the core of that Rune was this place!
It was the person lying on the only altar on the largest continent, and he was sealed in layers of seals!
He was too far away and could not see that person's face clearly, but at the instant Su Ming's Atman saw that person, a raging storm and booming sounds immediately stirred up in his soul.
It was a summon, an incredibly strong summon. It was so strong that Su Ming felt as if his soul was about to crumble at that instant. It was as if the person lying on the altar was more important to him than his life.
Under that strong call, Su Ming immediately felt that the source of his pain was right there!
Su Ming's Atman charged forward madly. As he got closer, he saw that there was not only one person calling out to him on the altar. There were three middle-aged men standing beside the person lying on the altar.
The three of them stood there calmly, but they gave Su Ming the misconception that they were ancient ferocious beasts. It was as if the entire galaxy was trembling because of their existence. A powerful presence that almost suffocated Su Ming surrounded the area.
The three of them were dressed in white, black, and red respectively. The middle-aged man in the white robe held a black needle in his right hand and a transparent bottle in his left.
That bottle was filled with a red liquid that looked like fresh blood.
At the instant Su Ming got closer, he saw the white-robed man pushing the needle deep into the bottle. Once he smeared some red blood on it, he stabbed it into the center of the brows of the sealed person lying beside him.
Su Ming immediately felt a sharp pain at the center of his brows. His Atman shuddered as if he was about to scatter. At the instant the man stabbed him with the needle, Su Ming finally closed in, and he saw the complete face of the person sealed on the altar.
At the instant he saw it, a loud bang that could make the world crumble rang out in Su Ming's heart.
It was a boy, a boy who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was lying on the altar and dressed in a short shirt made of coarse cloth. His face was as pale as a corpse, or perhaps more accurately speaking, he was a person, a corpse.
He was very thin and looked incredibly frail. His pale skin and closed eyes gave off the feeling that he was an ignorant child in the mortal world.
There were black needles at the center of his brows, his chest, his limbs, and his Dantian region. Besides the black needles in those spots, there were also a hundred something white needles on his body.
At the instant Su Ming saw the boy, his Atman shuddered. That shudder came from his soul, as if … he and the corpse had always been one. It was as if … as long as his Atman could fuse into the corpse, then the corpse would open its eyes and … be resurrected!
The boy's appearance … was incredibly similar to Su Ming's!
'He's me …'
This thought suddenly appeared in Su Ming's mind. He could also sense a hint of familiarity from the blood on the black needles. In the span of a few breaths, that feeling seemed to have turned into a faint voice calling out to his big brother by his ears.
At that moment, once Su Ming saw everything, the three people standing beside the corpse lifted their heads swiftly, and their gazes fell on the spot where Su Ming's Atman was.
Su Ming could not see their faces clearly, because the presence spreading out from their bodies was simply too great. However, at the instant they lifted their heads and looked towards him, Su Ming immediately sensed … a hint of Di Tian's presence from the white-robed man's gaze!
With a bang, Su Ming's Atman instantly crumbled and disappeared from the Immortals' galaxy. He did not have time to see too much.
At the instant his Atman crumbled and disappeared, Su Ming opened his eyes in the land of Berserkers. Before him was his eldest senior brother, and before him were thousands of Immortals who had descended from the land of Immortals charging towards them with ferocious expressions.
The disappearance of a hint of his Atman would affect Su Ming, but it would not affect him too much. He would recover after some time of recuperation. Besides, everything that this hint of his Atman saw caused a dazed look to appear on his face for an instant when he opened his eyes.
He finally understood the final question in his heart!
The boy on the altar was him, the baby from all those years ago. However, even though the baby was dead, from a certain perspective, he was not dead either.
Over the years, the dead baby had slowly grown up and turned into a boy. This meant that there were still some mysteries about him that others might not be able to understand.
But he was still a dead man, and people thought that his soul was no longer in his body, but in …
'Yin Death Region!' Su Ming shuddered. The dazed look in his eyes disappeared, replaced by understanding as well as madness. He understood that the boy was him, and right then … he was just a wisp of his soul!
He was a soul that had been sent to Yin Death Region!
When he combined all the memories that Su Ming had recalled time and again, a clear scene appeared in his head.
Once the two babies were brought out of the land of Berserkers by Di Tian, the Immortals could tell that there was something different about them. One of them was the older brother, and the other was the younger sister.
As the younger sister gradually grew up, she was taken away, and no one knew where she went. The only clue they had was Dao Chen.
As for the older brother, he could only lie quietly in the endless darkness. He could only let his madness burn and rage, and he could only let an endless amount of Immortals use his body to train.
Yet in the end, everything in his body should have been discovered by someone, and they knew that a soul had appeared in his body. Once this change happened, his soul was extracted as it slowly grew. Perhaps it was because it could not be destroyed, or perhaps it was because if his soul died, his body would no longer possess the mysteries that could interest the Immortals.
That was why his soul did not disappear, but was sent to Yin Death Region, and he was doomed for all eternity!
Perhaps it was at this moment that Di Tian saw the difference in this soul, and he executed his plan that had been going on for ages!
Su Ming understood all of this.
'Leave Yin Death Region, return to the land of Immortals, fuse with my real body, and then … open my eyes! ' Su Ming's expression was dark. There was madness and a hint of grief on his face. Once he understood all of this, he started laughing brokenly.
That laughter was filled with hate towards the Immortals, his resistance towards fate, and his desire to overturn the universe and the heavens.
A roar tumbled out of Su Ming's mouth, and madness could be seen in that roar. He stood up, and the pain in his body was still spreading through his body. In fact, there were even more parts of his body where the pain was like a tidal wave that was about to drown him.
"You stimulated my physical body and destroyed my soul … but even if you destroyed my physical body, you wouldn't be able to truly wipe off my soul from Yin Death Region!
"Because we are in different worlds. You are in Bright Yang, and I, Su Ming, am in Yin Death!
"This kind of pain is nothing!!" Su Ming lifted his head and roared. His entire body trembled, and the pain in his body turned into madness. His eldest senior brother was currently fighting against thousands of Immortals before him. Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and under the intense pain, he charged forward with a bang.
Kill. He wanted to stir up a massacre that surged into the sky to vent the pain in his body. Only by killing could he make more people pay with their lives for the pain that came from his soul.
Only …
"Kill!" As Su Ming roared, he charged into the crowd of Immortals like a shooting star. His eyes were bloodshot, and wherever he went, not a single Immortal would be able to put up even the slightest bit of resistance before him.
With his current level of cultivation, which was invincible in the land of Berserkers, he killed the Immortals whose levels of cultivation had been largely suppressed after they descended. Blood rained down from the sky and spilled on the ground, turning the area into a bloody hell.
He turned his pain into endless slaughter, using the Immortals' lives and blood to pour over his body to vent his madness.
Su Ming lifted his right hand and hurled it forward. Immediately, the eyes of a female cultivator before him went wide. Her body could not fight against the power of Life Cultivation Realm, and she crumbled swiftly. As blood gushed into the air, Su Ming took a step forward, opened his mouth, and let out the God of Berserkers' roar.
That roar reverberated in the air and caused the air to distort, causing the hearts of the numerous Immortals before Su Ming to roar. Blood gushed out from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and all of them fell into a daze. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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