As he swallowed a large amount of medicinal cores to restore his flesh and blood, Su Ming no longer continued moving forward. Instead, he charged towards the sky. His refuge was Yin Death Vortex in the sky.
No matter how strong the blue sword was, it was still an Immortal from Bright Yang Region. If that was the case, then based on Su Ming's judgment, Yin Death Vortex would definitely be able to suppress the blue sword.
There was no time for Su Ming to think. With a firm resolution, he charged towards the vortex in the sky like a shooting star. At the instant he was several thousands of feet away from the blue sword, booming sounds came from behind him. Blood trickled out of the corners of Su Ming's mouth. It was an injury caused by his statue of the God of Berserkers being unable to continue blocking the blue sword.
Su Ming knew that it was not that his statue of the God of Berserkers was not strong enough, but that his level of cultivation was not enough for him to bring out the statue's full power. At that moment, he could only bring out a wisp of its power.
As booming sounds reverberated in the air, Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers did not shatter. Instead, it disappeared from the world. The blue sword let out a piercing sword whistle and sliced through the sky, turning into a long blue arc that charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming's body was rapidly recovering. His speed had already reached the limit of his cultivation base. At that moment, he sliced through the air and charged towards Yin Death Vortex in the sky. As he charged forward, the distance between them grew smaller.
At that moment, the blue sword that had been pulled back several thousands of feet abruptly let out a light that practically dyed the entire world blue. Under that light, Su Ming noticed, to his shock, that the power of the world within an area of several thousands of lis was being forcefully absorbed by the blue sword in an incredibly domineering manner.
If it was absorbing power in an area of several dozens of lis, Su Ming would have a slim chance of survival. If it was absorbing power in an area of one hundred lis, it could kill him straight away. If it was absorbing power in an area of several thousands of lis … As Su Ming's skin crawled, the blue sword's speed swiftly increased by ten times!
It was incredibly fast to begin with, and now that it had increased by ten times, its speed could no longer be described with words. With just a flash, the blue sword shot through the distance of several thousands of feet.
Even the danger Di Tian had brought to Su Ming in the past could not compare to this. Su Ming had a feeling that he would definitely not be able to avoid the killing sword's strike before he stepped into Yin Death Vortex.
Even though he was already extremely close to Yin Death Vortex, less than a thousand feet away, and even felt as if he could touch it with his hand, a distance of a thousand feet was a matter of life and death.
Only a small portion of his body remained, and his mind was filled with exhaustion. His eyes were completely bloodshot, and he had never been in such a miserable state before. If it was someone else in such a state, their will would have already collapsed before the blue sword could even reach them.
Su Ming gritted his teeth. His expression was contorted to the point that it was almost ferocious. At the instant death closed in on him and the killing sword closed in on him, he laughed. There was an endless chill in that laughter, along with a wave of determination and madness.
"No one can take my life away from me!" The soul in Su Ming's body started burning at that instant. It was the burning of his soul, and it was the unyieldingness and persistence in the midst of madness.
As Su Ming's soul burned, a vast amount of power erupted from his body with a bang. This was an eruption of power obtained by burning his soul, and it was incredibly great. Su Ming's body was originally recovering, but as his soul burned and erupted, his body was scattered, causing his flesh and blood to distort. The intense pain of being torn apart did not overwhelm Su Ming. Instead, it made him descend into even greater madness.
Almost at the instant the blue sword closed in on him, Su Ming threw a punch with his right hand at the blue sword while his soul burned!
A loud bang that shook the sky and earth rose into the air at that instant. This was Su Ming's strike when he burned his soul. It was the strongest strike he could bring forth with his cultivation base once his soul was ignited. This punch surpassed Su Ming's level of cultivation and reached an even higher level.
In the midst of that bang, Su Ming's right arm completely shattered, and a small part of his body exploded. Only his head was left, and under the surging impact, it tumbled back a thousand feet and flew straight into Yin Death Fog.
At the same time, for the first time, the blue sword let out a shrill buzz. The sword had a spirit, and Su Ming's strike had crashed straight into the sword's spirit, causing the sword to fall back a hundred feet in midair before it stopped.
However, once it stopped, the power of the world within a circular area of ten thousand lis tumbled backwards with a bang and charged towards the sword. In an instant, it was absorbed by the blue sword and turned into a piercing ray of blue light that chased after Yin Death Vortex. It would not stop until it killed Su Ming.
At the instant Su Ming's head was swept into Yin Death Fog, his consciousness became muddled. This sort of injury could no longer be described as severe. It was already in the realm of death.
If it was anyone else in his place, they would definitely die!
The prerequisite was that this person's level of cultivation was below Life Cultivation Realm. Once a person stepped into Life Cultivation Realm, then while this sort of injury was in the realm of death, it was not impossible for him to recover.
Life Cultivation Realm was the cultivation of one's own Life. This was different from the Immortals, but it was also similar. All Immortals had Nascent Souls and Nascent Divinities. No matter how badly their bodies were injured, as long as their Nascent Divinities were not destroyed, they could Possess someone else and be reborn, or think of a way to gather their Nascent Divinities together again.
The Berserkers could not do this, but once they stepped into Life Cultivation Realm, even if their entire body was destroyed, as long as a piece of flesh remained, they would have endless possibilities. The prerequisite … was that their souls were not destroyed.
Compared to the Nascent Divinities of the Immortals, the souls of Fated Kin could not Possess other lives. However, as long as their souls were not destroyed, then their bodies would not be destroyed.
If this was not the case for the second God of Berserkers, he would not have needed to use Morning Dao Vessel to suppress his body after he was torn to shreds. His soul was too strong, and even though it had disappeared, there were still remnants of his soul left in the world.
That was why, as a precaution, the change in the past had occurred.
Su Ming, who had yet to step into Life Cultivation Realm, would have definitely died with these sort of injuries. However, now that he had stepped into Life Cultivation Realm and was in the initial stage of Life Matrix, he possessed this unique characteristic of the Berserkers' cultivation system. Even if he only had his head, as long as his soul was not destroyed, he could be reborn.
However, Su Ming had burned his soul before he rushed into Yin Death Fog, and it was a grievous injury to him. However, his will was incredibly strong. Even if he had burned his soul, he could still remain conscious. Besides, he had only burned his soul for an instant, which was why his core was not damaged.
At that moment, Su Ming opened his mouth and sucked in a deep breath. Immediately, a large amount of aura of death charged towards his head. Once it fused into his body, Su Ming's body started showing signs of recovery once again.
Muffled screeches came from behind him, and a ray of blue light shot through the layers of fog to chase after Su Ming. However, this was the vortex of Yin Death Fog, and the blue sword came from the land of Immortals and Bright Yang. Its speed had naturally become much slower in the vortex, and it was also suppressed.
Because of that, as its speed increased and decreased, it managed to maintain a distance of one thousand something feet between it and Su Ming. It could not catch up to him, and Su Ming could not shake it off either.
However, Su Ming was like a fish in water in Yin Death Fog. As he absorbed a large amount of Yin Death Fog, his body started recovering rapidly. His upper body was already formed, and the outline of his legs gradually appeared. By the looks of it, before long, they would be completely formed.
The feeling of his flesh and blood being regenerated was not a comfortable feeling. Instead, there was pain mixed with the numbness. However, this pain was nothing to Su Ming. He had even burned his soul before, and compared to that pain, this pain was not even a thousandth of it.
However, while Yin Death Region had a suppressive effect on the blue sword, Su Ming was like a fish in water. There were plenty of powerful ferocious beasts in the water, and there were quite a number of them who were equivalent to those in Life Cultivation Realm. In fact, there were even some who surpassed those in Life Cultivation Realm. Some of them were divided into regions, but there were also some who loved devouring others. Overall, the reason why the Yin Death Beasts in Yin Death Fog could become stronger was because they were continuously devouring each other.
If Su Ming had come alone, he would have been fine. As long as he was careful, he would not have attracted too much attention. After all, his presence could fuse into one with this place, and he was a Life Cultivation Realm cultivator. He was not weak, but the blue sword was chasing after him. That sword was like a bright lamp in the night, and it did not just illuminate itself, but also Su Ming!
Because of that, before Su Ming and the blue sword could move through Yin Death Fog for too long, dozens of mighty pressures that surpassed Su Ming's level of cultivation descended on them with a bang. These dozens of mighty pressures were like a windstorm that swept through the area. Su Ming, who had just recovered, was immediately forced back by the impact. A glint appeared in his eyes, and once he absorbed a large amount of aura of death around him once again, he immediately charged downwards.
He could sense the displeasure and warning from the numerous ferocious beasts in Yin Death Region from the dozens of mighty pressures and wills. If he continued moving forward, then he would suffer a counterattack that would not be any weaker than the blue sword's.
Similarly, when the blue sword chased after Su Ming, it was swept away by the dozens of waves of mighty pressure. Since it came from the land of Immortals and had Bright Yang in its blade, the impact it suffered was far greater than Su Ming's. In fact, aside from the dozens of waves of mighty pressure, there were also three waves of mighty pressure that pressed down on the blue sword with malicious intent. These three presences came from the depths of Yin Death Vortex. They were very far away, but the mighty pressure spreading out from them was equivalent to that of Immortals in the Third Step.
Because of that, the blue sword let out a shrill sword whistle, as if it could not withstand the pressure. In fact, its blue light had become much duller, and there was a faint aura of death surrounding it. The sword spirit within immediately roared, and in its dispirited state, the blue sword did not dare to move forward even a single step. The sword shuddered as it chased after Su Ming once again, who was fleeing downwards.
Roars that seemed to be filled with crazed laughter came from the distance within Yin Death Fog, as if they were incredibly happy with what they were doing.
These were living creatures that were born in Yin Death Fog during the ancient era. They were so strong that even the Immortals were forced to activate a Rune and descend upon them. It was difficult for them to move through Yin Death Fog. The blue sword was not even worth mentioning in their eyes.
In fact, the three powerful waves of mighty pressure just now might have seemed to have come from the depths of the fog, but in truth, they were far from it.
"Lad, you're not bad. If you don't get killed by this disgusting sword spirit that contains Bright Yang Aura, then I'll let you train in Yin Death Holy Land for a period of time.
That's why you have to kill it! "
"Get rid of it, turn it into a Yin Death Sword!"
These roars reached Su Ming's ears. He was momentarily stunned before he gritted his teeth.
If the recommendation is good, then I'll personally go into battle tomorrow and help Su Ming kill the blue sword! How about it? I'll personally go into battle and kill it! (To be continued. If you like this work, then please come to Start Point and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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