He had come to understand the path of cultivation in the future and found that the Berserkers and the Immortals were different, but their final destination was the same. Perhaps more accurately speaking, this was the final destination of all the races in the universe.
Su Ming knew that he had only taken the first step on this path. He did not know whether he would truly reach Lie Shan Xiu's level one day, or whether he would surpass him.
However, he had a firm heart and a determined will. He told himself that he would definitely walk to the limit of his abilities, because he wanted to know why he was born a dead baby. He wanted to know whether he had parents, whether he had family members, and where his home was.
He wanted to save the voice that had been whispering in his ears for many years, the weak voice of a woman who had called out to him as her big brother.
All of this required Su Ming to be able to control his own fate and become a powerful warrior in the galaxy. Only then would he be able to explore and accomplish all of these things.
If he could not become a truly powerful warrior, then … he could only be like an ant whose fate would be decided by others.
'Absolutely not! ' Su Ming clenched his fists and sucked in a deep breath. A brilliant light shone in his eyes, and only after a long while did he slowly regain his composure. He looked at the golden sword with a faint blue glare before him, then opened his mouth and spat out the presence of Life Cultivation in his body. That wave of Life Cultivation charged towards the sword, and at the instant it touched it, the killing sword immediately started trembling viciously. Piercing screeches came from within weakly.
As those screeches reverberated in the air, Su Ming lifted his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the killing sword. He stood up and placed the sword horizontally before his chest. He lifted two fingers on his left hand and pressed them against the hilt of the sword, then slowly swiped them across the tip of the sword.
His actions were slow and not quick, but there was a great will filling the sword. As he swiped his fingers across the sword, the sword started struggling violently as it shuddered, but Su Ming let out a cold harrumph, and the sword immediately stopped trembling. When his fingers completely swiped across the entire blade, even the screeches instantly stopped.
'If I don't hold a sword in my hand, can it still be called a sword?! ' Su Ming flicked the tip of the sword with two fingers, and a clear sword whistle reverberated in the air. That sound reverberated in Eastern Wastelands Tower, and it exuded a murderous will that surged into the sky.
With the sword in his right hand, Su Ming started swinging it slowly in the first layer of Eastern Wastelands Tower. As he swung his arm, sword light shone, and sword flowers appeared. Wisps of piercing cold spread out. His actions might seem slow, but if there was anyone else in this place and they saw him swinging the sword, their hearts would definitely tremble.
Because at that moment, Su Ming's concentration seemed to have fused with the sword, or rather, the sword had fused with Su Ming, and he had reached a state where he had become one with the sword.
After a moment, Su Ming flipped the killing sword in his hand and turned it around to stab the ground. A vast presence and will surged into the sword. It was as if the entire process of him swinging the sword had been for this stab!
This caused a large amount of murderous aura to erupt from the sword. When it was about to close in on the ground, the sword let out a violent sword whistle and started trembling, as if it wanted to struggle in Su Ming's hand, but it could not do so.
The sword was about to pierce the ground, but at the instant the tip of the sword touched the ground, Su Ming's hand came to an abrupt halt. That one halt would cause an incredibly great backlash if he sent out a strike containing his full power tumbling backwards at the instant he was about to deliver it. However, that backlash was not gathered on Su Ming's body, but had instead surged into the sword.
Su Ming's hair danced in the air. His face was indifferent, and his expression was calm. The sword in his right hand was only half an inch away from the ground. His gaze was aloof, and at that moment, he was filled with a chilling presence that was similar to that of a killing sword.
As the sword trembled, a shrill sword whistle spread out faintly. The sword trembled even more violently, as if it was about to shatter at any moment. Su Ming had gathered all his power into this attack, and he should have released it to crash into the ground, but he did not. Instead, his power had erupted within the sword, and it was incredibly damaging to the sword spirit.
The Sword Refinement Art was a method Su Ming had found to refine a sword after he obtained the method to use the sword from Hong Luo's legacy.
What he did just now was just one of the methods. During the past year, Su Ming had used a few of these methods to suppress the sword, and at the same time, he was also continuously refining it.
"Are you willing to worship me?" Su Ming asked languidly.
After a short period of silence, the answer Su Ming received from the sword was a piercing cry filled with unwillingness to submit to him. That was the sword spirit's roar.
"During the past year, I have asked you the same question every month. My patience is limited," Su Ming stated flatly. He picked up the killing sword and gave it a shake. Immediately, ripples spread out from the sword. Once Su Ming let go of the sword, he lifted his right hand and formed a seal, then tapped the center of his brows. Immediately, a wave of black smoke manifested at the center of his brows. That black smoke turned into a ferocious face of a malicious spirit, and as if it was roaring, it rushed out of the center of Su Ming's brows and sank into the killing sword.
"The cultivation method of the Evil Spirit Tribe I learned from the stone statue in the eighth layer is quite unique," Su Ming mumbled to himself. He lifted his left hand, clenched it into a fist, and pushed it swiftly towards the ground. With it, the golden light on the ground immediately scattered, and a wave of earthen aura surged into Eastern Wastelands Tower. It covered Su Ming's left hand, causing it to immediately wither. At the same time, it looked like it was only skin and bones, white light surrounded it.
Su Ming looked at his left hand that was now covered in white light and looked like a skeleton. He seized the killing sword, and the instant he touched it, the killing sword let out a shrill scream of pain, but Su Ming's left hand was rapidly recovering, as if he had absorbed some strange power from the killing sword, causing his left hand to return to normal.
However, the killing sword's intelligence had clearly become much weaker.
"The Surging Indulgers' divine ability. They use spirits to refine their own bodies." A smile appeared on Su Ming's face. With a wave of his arm, a large amount of golden aura surged into the sword and surrounded it, then continued suppressing it.
Su Ming cast a glance at the killing sword, then averted his gaze and lifted his head to look at the walls of the tower above him. A brilliant light gradually appeared in his eyes.
'It's time to challenge the tower again. This time, I should be able to do it. ' Su Ming sucked in a deep breath and took a few steps forward to stand at the center of the first layer of Eastern Wastelands Tower. Once he stood there, he closed his eyes and calmed his emotions, allowing his mind to spread out and gradually fuse with the area around him. Immediately, the golden light around him gathered together and surrounded him. As it spun rapidly, a piercing golden light shone, and in the span of a breath, Su Ming disappeared.
This sort of light continuously appeared in the second, third, and eighth layers of Eastern Wastelands Tower. It was especially so in the eighth layer. As the golden light filled the area, Su Ming's body slowly appeared on the ground at the center. After a moment, when his body became completely clear, Su Ming opened his eyes.
During the past year, the main reason why he could control more of the golden light in the first layer was because he had cleared the first seven layers and stepped into the eighth layer.
With each layer he cleared, his connection with Eastern Wastelands Tower would become closer, which was why he could absorb more of the golden light. With Su Ming's level of cultivation, he should have been able to clear more layers, but when he stopped for a moment at the third layer, he gave up on the thought of clearing it quickly.
At that moment, he stood at the center of the eighth layer and sucked in a deep breath. A resolute look appeared in his eyes.
He had cleared the seventh layer three months ago and stepped into the eighth layer, but only now did he have the confidence that he could clear it and enter the ninth layer.
'I didn't expect that the test of the eighth layer would stop me for three months. ' Su Ming shook his head. This was something he had not expected in the beginning. In fact, even he found it unbelievable.
Su Ming lifted his foot and took a step forward. Once he walked out of the center, the world before his eyes immediately changed. Yellow sand filled the sky, and the scorching sun looked as if it wanted to burn the ground. Before him were four gigantic stone statues.
These four stone statues stood erect on the ground, and each of them was nearly a thousand feet tall. They appeared indistinctly in the sandstorm and exuded a primordial air.
'Eastern Wastelands Tower … has clearly given me two different ways to clear the second layer since the second layer. The first way is to break it open, and then I can continue moving forward.
The second way is to fuse with it. Once I understand it thoroughly, I can naturally move to the next layer.
'If I destroy these four stone statues, then I can clear the eighth layer straight away. But … if I wanted to do this, I could have done it three months ago. ' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he went under the first stone statue. After watching it quietly for some time, he sat down cross-legged before it and formed a seal with his hands. Immediately, the presence of Life Cultivation in his body disappeared, and waves of the presence of a Berserker spread out from his flesh and blood that had turned into that of a Berserker.
As the presence of a Berserker surrounded him, the first stone statue's eyes flew open, and its gaze fell on Su Ming. After a moment, Su Ming stood up and walked towards the second stone statue. He looked at it for some time before he took a step on the ground. Immediately, the presence of a Berserker disappeared from his body, replaced by the pure presence of an Immortal, causing the second stone statue to open its eyes.
The third stone statue had a ferocious face that made it look like a fiend. There was also a malicious spirit's face protruding out from the center of its brows. Su Ming stood under the third stone statue and lifted his right hand to point at the center of his brows. Immediately, black smoke surrounded the center of his brows, and the face of a malicious spirit also appeared. The third stone statue immediately opened its eyes and looked towards Su Ming.
After a moment, Su Ming lifted his left hand beside the fourth stone statue. His left hand was surrounded by white light, and within that white light, his hand had already turned into a skeleton, and there was a strange, enchanting light spreading out from it.
"Four stone statues. I've already mastered the basic cultivation methods of the Berserkers, Immortals, Evil Spirits, and Surging Indulgers. Eastern Wastelands Tower's eighth layer, activate!" Su Ming swung his left hand, and the four stone statues immediately became indistinct. When everything became clear again, Su Ming was standing at the center of the ninth layer of Eastern Wastelands Tower.
These two days seemed to be Pan's birthday. Happy birthday ~ (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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