"Where did I come from..?" Su Ming swung his arm, and booming sounds immediately reverberated in the air before him. A sea of fire burned, and from the distance, most of the world had turned into a world of fire.
"Why did I appear as a dead baby..?" Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot. He lifted his left hand, formed a seal, and pointed forward. Immediately, the space before him shattered. Cracks appeared and spread out rapidly. Wherever they went, all the Immortals who were touched by them would be separated from their bodies at the spot where they came into contact with them.
"Do I have any family..?" Su Ming leaped up. His expression was contorted, and veins popped up on his skin. The intense pain in his body caused him to descend into even greater madness. The more intense the pain became, the more he wanted to erupt and use this method to fight against this pain.
Intense pain could make a person break down. This was common sense.
However, intense pain could also make a person descend into madness. This was a subversion!
"Do I … have any parents?!" Su Ming roared. As he charged forward, he rammed his head into an old Immortal. This old Immortal who was in the Second Step was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper at that moment. Once Su Ming rammed his head into his forehead in a frenzy, his head exploded and scattered everywhere like paste. His body fell to the ground, and his Nascent Divinity was destroyed.
"Do I … have any family?!" Su Ming grabbed an Immortal cultivator in front of him with both hands. As intense pain shot through his body, he tore at the Immortal's body in a frenzy and tore it apart from the middle.
"Just why do I exist?!" Wherever Su Ming went, blood would turn into rain. The number of deaths caused the Berserkers to feel apprehensive, but at the same time, they let out excited roars, and they started fighting madly against the Immortals in this world.
"You made me feel pain, then I will retaliate with several times the number of deaths!" Su Ming lifted his right hand, and the Undertaker of Evil's Spear manifested. Once he threw it forward, a loud bang rang in the air, and shrill screams of pain reverberated in the air.
At that moment, the four Relocation Runes in the sky shone with a piercing light. Thousands of people descended together, and once they revealed themselves, four powerful rays of light erupted from the four Runes. Two of them charged towards the ground and crashed into the invisible barrier Su Ming had placed. The barrier immediately shattered, allowing the Immortals on the ground to fly up.
The other two rays of light charged towards Su Ming and closed in on him in an instant. Su Ming turned his head around and lifted his right hand to push towards the first incoming ray of light.
Booming sounds surged into the sky. That ray of light instantly distorted and shattered, but at the same time, the second ray of light shot through the air and crashed into Su Ming's body.
Su Ming staggered a hundred something feet backwards. Blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth, but the crimson shade in his eyes grew stronger. Soon after, the thousands of Immortals who had descended rushed towards him.
Once the barrier on the ground shattered, the Immortals who were fighting against the Berserkers on the ground also flew up, causing the battlefield to instantly expand.
Su Ming was killing, and the entire Berserkers let out roars of power in the midst of their slaughter. This battle had continued up to this point, and it had already turned into a situation where no one would die.
Either all the Berserkers' bloodline would be destroyed, or the Immortals would give up on descending and disappear without a trace in the land of Berserkers, waiting for their deaths.
Su Ming punched the air, and the ripples that spread out shook the Immortals around him. He lifted his left hand and seized the air. Immediately, the bodies of the three Immortals to his left crumbled as they let out shrill screams of despair.
A large amount of blood swept up from all directions in the battlefield and charged towards Great Yu Imperial City, which was in midair, causing the ice on the imperial city to melt rapidly. In fact, some parts of the city were already revealed.
Once he seized the air, Su Ming turned around swiftly and lifted his right index finger to tap a powerful gust of wind that was charging towards him from his side. Before his finger landed, Su Ming saw the face of the person who had ambushed him without regard for anything else.
That was … Jingnan!
The Sect Master of Hidden Dragon Sect in the land of Berserkers, the Elder of Wind Stream Tribe in Su Ming's memories - Jingnan!
"From now on, you will be wiped off from my memories!" Su Ming's eyes were filled with red. His voice was like a freezing gust of wind that pierced into Jingnan's bones. At the instant his words traveled into Jingnan's ears, he tapped the center of his brows with his right index finger.
With a bang, Jingnan's body crumbled, and he died just like that.
"Su Ming!" An enraged roar came from the crowd. It came from Chenchong, and it was also Chen Chong!
This was the prodigy of Wind Stream Tribe in Su Ming's memories. When he saw Su Ming killing Jingnan, grief appeared on his face and he charged towards Su Ming. When he closed in, he lifted his right hand and seized at the air. Immediately, a bottle appeared in his hand.
"If you attack me, then you will also be wiped off from my memories," Su Ming said flatly. As he spoke, Chenchong closed in on him. When he lifted the bottle in his hand, a gust of freezing wind instantly blew out from the mouth of the bottle. That freezing wind brought with it moaning and howling sounds as it swept through the area and charged towards Su Ming without any hesitation.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. In silence, he lifted his right hand and pushed his palm towards the incoming freezing wind. Once his palm shot through it, it landed on the bottle. The bottle shuddered and immediately shattered into pieces as it tumbled backwards. However, the speed at which it tumbled backwards could not compare to Su Ming's right hand. Su Ming's right hand shot through the bottle and seized Chenchong's neck.
The great difference between their levels of cultivation made it so easy for Su Ming to kill Chenchong.
"Are you seeking death on purpose?" Su Ming grabbed Chenchong's neck and looked at this prodigy of Wind Stream Tribe in his memories. This was the person who had been surrounded like the moon by the stars in the past, and he could only watch from the sidelines.
"So what if I'm seeking death? You've already killed so many Immortals. You don't mind killing me as well. Su Ming, you're no longer the you from Dark Mountain. You …" Su Ming tightened his right hand, and a cracking sound rang out. Before Chenchong could finish speaking, he died. Su Ming's great power had destroyed his Nascent Divinity.
"Don't talk about Dark Mountain in front of me … You're not worthy!" Su Ming let go of Chenchong and cast his gaze around him. He saw the faces in his memories among the Immortals, and all of them were staring at him coldly.
Some of those gazes were also filled with complicated emotions. They belonged to Wu La, Chen Xin, Bei Ling, Nan Song …
"You killed Chenchong, you killed Jingnan … Then kill us as well!" The one who said those words was Lei Su, Bai Ling's grandmother in Su Ming's memories.
With a single move, the old woman rushed out from the Immortals fighting against each other. With a ferocious look, along with a wave of complicated emotions as well as hatred, she charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming remained silent. Right at the instant Lei Su closed in on him, he lifted his right hand and pointed forward. Before Lei Su could even get close to him, her body shuddered, and her head exploded. She died just like that.
All the people in Su Ming's memories saw Lei Su's death, and just like Su Ming, they fell silent in the battlefield filled with killing and fleeing.
Su Ming lifted his head and swept his gaze across the ground. He suddenly frowned, and with a cold harrumph, he took a step back. With that one step, his body immediately crashed into a figure that had suddenly appeared in the air behind him.
A shrill scream of pain reverberated in the air, and the figure behind Su Ming revealed the appearance of Sky Mist's ancestor. His body had been torn to pieces, and it was clear that the life force in his body had been completely destroyed when Su Ming crashed into him.
"Sky Mist's ancestor." Su Ming lifted his left hand and seized the air in the direction of the retreating Sky Mist's ancestor. Immediately, as the old man coughed up blood, his body twisted and charged towards Su Ming's left hand. Su Ming seized his chest.
"Su Ming!" At that moment, two long arcs shot out from the battlefield. Those were … Tian Lan Meng and Tian Lan You. The two of them were closing in swiftly. The one who had shouted Su Ming's name was Tian Lan Meng, and Tian Lan You was charging towards Su Ming with an apathetic look on her face, like a moth flying into a flame.
Su Ming cast Tian Lan Meng a glance. His right hand paused for a moment before he crushed Sky Mist's ancestor's chest, crushing his heart and the Nascent Divinity in his body.
Tian Lan Meng's face turned pale and she staggered a few steps backwards. At that moment, Tian Lan You had already closed in on Su Ming. As she lifted her right hand, she formed a seal and pointed towards him.
Su Ming's expression was cold and aloof. The instant Tian Lan You closed in on him, he lifted his right hand and seized her hand, then lifted it upwards. With a crack, Tian Lan You's right hand twisted, and even her arm was turned around by Su Ming, instantly shattering.
Cold sweat broke out on Tian Lan You's forehead, but she gritted her teeth.
"Sky Mist's ancestor injured me in the past. I want to kill him. As for the two of you …" Su Ming cast Tian Lan Meng a glance and let go of Tian Lan You's hand. With a swing of his arm, the woman retreated several hundreds of feet and returned to Tian Lan Meng's side with a pale face.
"Take care of yourself!"
"And all of you …" Su Ming swept his gaze past the faces in his memories on the ground.
"Today, I will let you leave, and from now on, we will be strangers!" Su Ming moved forward and appeared right before Evil Dust Sect's Sikong. As Sikong trembled, Su Ming pointed at the center of his brows.
"You are not included among these people." Su Ming took another step forward, and this time, he appeared right before Bi Su. The woman's expression changed and she retreated swiftly. With an indifferent expression, Su Ming pointed at the air, and immediately, Bi Su let out a shrill scream of pain before her body was torn to shreds.
"You are not included either." Su Ming turned around and looked at Bi Su's older brother, Evil Immortal Sect's Bi Su. The man's face instantly turned pale, but with a ferocious look, he chose to self-destruct. Clearly, he wanted to use the power of self-destruction to injure Su Ming even if he died.
However, before he could complete his self-destruction, Su Ming walked past him and took his head with him.
"And you." Su Ming appeared before Bi Tu. This Elder of Black Mountain Tribe in the past and the current Sect Master of the Berserkers' branch in Evil Lust Sect did not even have a hint of strength to fight back before Su Ming.
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