More Berserkers gathered outside Eastern Wastelands Tower. When Xue Sha and the others arrived, they found that there were already hundreds of thousands of Berserkers around Eastern Wastelands Tower.
There were even more Berserkers charging forward in the sky.
The breathing and fanaticism of these hundreds of thousands of people turned into a presence that shook the sky and earth. That presence surrounded Eastern Wastelands Tower like stars surrounding the moon, and a madness that could make all races tremble erupted from their bodies.
The source of this madness was their blood, and the source of it was the blood-red ninth light ring in the sky. Contained within that light ring was Su Ming's epiphany, and it was a murderous intent that even the first God of Berserkers, Lie Shan Xiu, could not fight against.
That murderous intent filled the entire land of Berserkers. Even the blue sky had returned to its original appearance, but it was in truth a vortex within Yin Death Fog. At that moment, excited roars came from Su Ming's ninth light ring.
Those roars reverberated in the air, and there were even some murderous creatures that looked as if they wanted to rush out of the fog. They lingered at the edge, but they restrained themselves and did not truly rush into the land of Berserkers.
As the fog tumbled about, the three old voices from the depths of the fog were also roaring.
"It's that boy's presence. That's right, it's his presence … The presence of this generation's God of Berserkers!"
"Blood-red murderous intent! Such shocking killing intent! I feel like I can see the blood-red world within that murderous intent. What a beautiful world it is …"
"I like this boy. I like people with murderous intents like this. If I had known that he would be like this, I wouldn't have let those damned Immortals take him away in the past. I would have brought him to Yin Death Holy Land, and he would have become one of Yin Death World's Sacred Children!"
At the same time the three voices roared, an incredibly domineering divine thought that was even older than theirs and came from the depths of Yin Death Fog swept up the fog with a bang and pressed down on the three divine senses.
"All of you, shut up!"
There was a murderous aura within that old voice. As it reverberated in the air, it immediately caused the three divine senses to instantly fall silent.
"I can sense a familiar ripple of power from his body. That's the ripple of power that Yin Death World made with Lie Shan Xiu in the past! That was the summoning pact between the Evil Spirit Race's Spirit Guards and the Surging Indulger Race's fiendish ghosts.
The ripples of power aren't strong yet. The three of you, keep observing them. Once they become strong enough to summon him, you must immediately bring him to me. In the past, when Lie Shan Xiu left, he brought with him a mission from Yin Death World. He went to help us search for the path to the Fifth True World, and we must have two races that will obey the orders of the person who can stir up the ripples of power for the rest of our lives.
'But Lie Shan Xiu did not say that the person who stirred up these ripples would be a single person. He said that all the Berserkers would gather together. There are some discrepancies here, but no matter what, over the years, after Lie Shan Xiu left, only this person sent out the ripples of the summoning pact. Then … it must be him!'
Yin Death Fog tumbled about violently as the old man spoke. There were two vortexes in the depths of the fog. These two vortexes did not move and were hidden in the fog. At that moment, as the fog tumbled about, they could be seen indistinctly. Within one of the still vortexes seemed to be a continent.
The land of the continent was black, and even the sky was pitch-black. Only the red lightning that streaked across the sky from time to time illuminated the world a little more clearly, allowing people to vaguely see that there were 100,000 people in black armor sitting cross-legged on the ground.
These people had their eyes closed, as if they had been asleep for an unknown number of years. They were about thirty feet tall, and all of their faces were ferocious ghost faces that looked like masks.
If Su Ming was here, he would immediately be able to sense the presence spreading out from their bodies. It was the presence belonging to the Evil Spirits, which he had mastered when he was in the first eight layers of Eastern Wastelands Tower.
The other of the two still vortexes also contained a continent, but the color of that continent was crimson. The sky was the same, but black lightning would occasionally appear, causing the land to be shrouded in darkness. There were also one hundred thousand people sitting cross-legged on the ground. They were dressed in red armor, and when their eyes were closed, it could be seen that all of them were as thin as skin and bones. There were waves of red light surrounding their bodies, making them look incredibly bizarre.
They were the Surging Indulgers!
Over the years, the warriors of these two races had been lying dormant in this place, sleeping all this while, waiting for the person who could summon them to wake up. At the instant the blood-red light from the ninth layer of Eastern Wastelands Tower reverberated in the land of Berserkers and spread out Su Ming's will, the eyes of the two hundred thousand warriors in the two vortexes shuddered simultaneously, as if they were about to open their eyes.
However, the summons from the promise was very weak, which was why after a shudder, they closed their eyes once again.
As the light ring from Eastern Wastelands Tower swept through the land of Berserkers, golden light shone at the center of the first layer of Eastern Wastelands Tower, and even more Berserkers worshiped them in a zealous manner.
His body was filled with a murderous aura. The epiphany towards making his heart no longer be in a state of stillness and his desire for autumn had caused Su Ming's body to go through a drastic change once he left the ninth layer of the tower.
There was no one interfering with this change, and neither was there any other existence guiding him. This was an epiphany born in Su Ming's mind, and it was his own epiphany.
'The color of autumn …' Su Ming licked his lips, and a strange, evil glare appeared in his eyes. He walked slowly towards the killing sword, and as he got closer, the killing sword immediately started trembling, as if it had sensed that there was something off about Su Ming. It was as if it had sensed that he had become a completely different person compared to how he was before.
The murderous aura coming from Su Ming's body far surpassed that of the killing sword, causing it to let out a wail as it trembled.
Su Ming lifted his right hand and slowly held the hilt of the sword.
"I'll ask you one last time. Will you worship me?!"
The killing sword trembled viciously in Su Ming's hand. As golden light shone on it, blue light appeared and turned into a small blue humanoid. That small humanoid was incredibly weak, and once it appeared, it looked at Su Ming in fear. It could clearly sense that while Su Ming did not seem to be incredibly powerful at that moment, there was a presence coming from his body that made even the sword tremble. That presence made it seem as if the person before it had awakened to something unknown …
"You are the sword in charge of killing. You should like killing, but all killing is for death. All killing is to worship death, and I … represent death," Su Ming said languidly. During that instant, his soul seemed to have risen to a higher level, and the presence of awakening that caused the sword to tremble became even stronger.
At the same time, in the Immortals' galaxy, at the center of the region filled with endless continents, was Su Ming's physical body, which was surrounded by layers of continents. An aura of death erupted from his physical body with a bang. The eruption of that aura immediately caused the sharp spikes that had sunk deep into Su Ming's body to rise up slightly, as if they could not suppress the rumbling aura in his body.
All the powerful warriors in the land of Immortals felt their hearts tremble at that instant. As long arcs charged forward through the Relocation Runes, all of them rushed towards the place where Su Ming's physical body was stored.
"Abyss' Awakening … This is Abyss' Awakening!" A white-haired old man stepped into the Relocation Rune with a terrified expression.
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