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Chapter 795

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Su Ming did not know just how many people he had killed. He took three hundred steps forward, and an endless amount of sword aura came charging towards him with loud booming sounds, but as he swung the killing sword in his hand, those sword auras shattered one by one. At the same time, more heads flew into the sky with blood and shrill screams of pain.

Su Ming's body was dyed in blood. It was the blood of a Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciple. The killing sword in his hand was red, and the entire Great Leaf Immortal Sect's mountain had turned red.

The three hundred steps behind Su Ming had all shattered, as if they symbolized his will and determination. Wherever he went, all the living beings would shatter just like the stones on the steps.

Blood flowed down the mountain, and the thick stench of blood filled the area. Even the snow in the area looked as if it was about to be dyed red at that moment.

Su Ming walked forward calmly and swung the tip of his sword. A young man who looked to be less than twenty years of age had his head separated from his body. Confusion appeared in his eyes, and anguish appeared on his face before he fell to the ground.

"There is no enmity between us, but you should not be a member of Great Leaf Immortal Sect," Su Ming said softly. He seized the air by his side with his left hand, and immediately, a person who had cast a divine ability and turned into a colorful phoenix to charge towards him had his left hand shot through that divine ability and seized that person's neck.

It was a woman, a beautiful woman, but Su Ming did not show a hint of pity for her. The chill in his left hand seeped into the woman's body, causing her neck to shatter as she trembled in despair. A destructive power surged into her body and disintegrated her Nascent Divinity.

Su Ming let go and took a step forward.

There was no right or wrong, no good or evil. There were only choices made based on different standpoints. Great Leaf Immortal Sect was Di Tian's sect, and this decided the sect's fate.

In Su Ming's mind, there was no such thing as having a perpetrator for every wrong. There was only the aloofness of destroying all those who provoked him. His thoughts were extreme, bigoted, and merciless towards his enemies.

It did not matter whether it was Hidden Dragon Sect, Sky Mist Sect, or the three evil sects, Su Ming had practically not done much in the destruction of these sects. Most of them were slaughtered madly by the Berserkers. Only Great Leaf Immortal Sect did Su Ming not bring a single Berserker with him. Even the Fated Kin were ordered to wait outside.

Because of Su Ming's hatred towards Great Leaf Immortal Sect, even if he did not kill even one of them, he would still regret it.

Because he hated one person, he would hate all the people in that person's bloodline and all the sects. This might not be right, but in Su Ming's memories, before he came to Yin Death Region, he had heard his little sister's voice in the endless darkness. He had also sensed all the people surrounding him and his little sister and devouring a certain presence in their bodies, causing his little sister to become increasingly weaker. All of this had already made him paranoid.

"I helped the Berserkers because my soul is here. It's because of my Master and my senior brothers. They are Berserkers, and it's because of the beautiful things in my memories. Even if those beautiful things are fake, they are the memories I cherish the most in my life.

"That mountain, that mountain, those people … and the traditions, customs, and everything else belongs to the Berserkers. That's why … I'll help the Berserkers. That's why even if I don't think of myself as the God of Berserkers, I can still help the Berserkers rise to power for them."

Nostalgia appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He swung the sword in his hand and took a few steps forward once again. At that moment, there were already thousands of heads behind him, but this slaughter had not ended.

Because he cherished his memories and because the people of the ninth summit were Berserkers, Su Ming could give his all for the Berserkers. This was his personality.

Similarly, the other side of this extreme personality was Su Ming's killing spree. Because he hated one person, he could hate that person's entire family and sect. If he wanted to kill them, he would not leave even a single blade of grass behind.

"You shouldn't have entered Great Leaf Immortal Sect." Su Ming shook his head. He swung the blood-red sword in his hand horizontally, and with a single move, he stepped onto the top of the mountain that was half of Great Leaf Immortal Sect's mountain. With one swing of the blood-red sword, dozens of heads flew into the air. Blood filled the air and dyed all the snow in the area red.

"Su Ming!" At the instant Su Ming stepped onto the half of the mountain, an enraged roar came from before him. That voice … came from Beiling.

Beiling held the sword in his hand. His body was trembling, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked at Su Ming, and a complicated look as well as hatred appeared in his eyes. Chenxin stood quietly by his side, and there was a dazed and gloomy look on her face.

"Must you kill us all?! Must you destroy the entire Great Leaf Immortal Sect?!" Beiling glared at Su Ming and roared loudly.

Su Ming lifted his foot and walked up the final step. When he stood on the half of the mountain, a crack appeared on the final step behind him, but it did not shatter. This was … the first step that had not completely shattered after Su Ming walked down it.

"If that's the case, then kill us so that we won't be filled with grief and indignation when we see our fellow sect members die. Attack! I, Beiling, will definitely not fight back! Attack!" Beiling threw away the sword in his hand, and as he roared … tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Su Ming fell silent. The killing sword in his hand let out killing intent on its own. It contained a hint of Bloodthirsty Spirit, and it looked at the two people before it with a cold gaze. If Su Ming had not stopped moving, it would have definitely rushed out and killed these two people so that it could use their blood to make itself even more brilliant.

On this day, it had been dyed in blood that it had not seen for a long time. This caused its acknowledgment towards Su Ming to reach its peak in the midst of its excitement.

"You no longer care about the past, you no longer care about everything in Dark Mountain, then come and kill me. Kill Chenxin, who has liked you since you were young. Kill us. You won't need too much time. Kill us and cut off our longing for you …" Beiling roared loudly, and more tears fell from his eyes.

"Do you still remember when I taught you how to use an arrow? Do you still remember how we fought together when Dark Mountain was surrounded by Black Mountain Tribe?! Are you … still the same you from Dark Mountain?!

"Are you worthy of the elder? Are you worthy of the tribe members of Dark Mountain Tribe?! Come on, kill me!"

Beiling's words caused a sharp pain to appear in Su Ming's heart in the midst of his silence. This pain was akin to a poison that would only grow stronger the more precious a memory was. It was a pain that wanted to tear his heart and soul apart.

At the instant he felt that pain and looked towards Beiling slowly, Chenxin suddenly lifted her head. The dull look in her eyes was replaced by a complicated look. As tears fell from her eyes, she looked as if she had made her decision and cried out urgently to Su Ming.

"Su Ming, leave …" Yet before she could finish speaking, Beiling turned around swiftly and slapped Chenxin. Chenxin tumbled backwards and fell to the ground. Blood trickled out of the corners of her mouth.

Almost at the instant Chenxin gave the warning, a sword suddenly appeared from the air behind Su Ming at the speed of lightning. Taking advantage of the instant Su Ming was hurt by Beiling's words, it pierced through his heart from the back.

There was also a hint of Dark Blue Flame at the tip of the sword. That was a poisonous flame that could burn souls. As long as that sword stabbed into a person's body, that person's soul would be burned.

That sword seemed to have been waiting for a long time, waiting for the instant Beiling caused Su Ming's heart to tremble. Then, it would activate this trap that was clearly set up to kill Su Ming.

With a thud, Su Ming's chest was covered in blood. The sword that had appeared behind him had pierced through his chest, revealing a small part of the blade. Blood flowed down the tip of the sword and fell on the ground, falling on the snow on the ground. Drop by drop, drop by drop.

"Su Ming, you shouldn't have come to Great Leaf Immortal Sect." An old voice came from behind Su Ming. He was familiar with that voice. It belonged to Beiling's father, the Head of the Guards of Dark Mountain.

Almost at the instant the Head of the Guards' sword pierced through Su Ming's body and his words echoed in the air, Su Ming lowered his head to look at the tip of the sword. A ferocious look immediately appeared on Beiling's face, and as he charged forward, he instantly appeared in front of Su Ming. When he lifted his right hand, a black dagger appeared in his hand, and he stabbed the center of Su Ming's brows.

"Die, Su Ming!"

The dagger sank into the center of Su Ming's brows. At the same time, chants of incantations suddenly came from the sky. As they reverberated in the air, people swiftly appeared, and they were the near ten thousand Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciples.

They floated in midair and surrounded an area of a thousand lis. With Great Leaf Immortal Sect's mountain as the center, they formed a gigantic Rune. That Rune started circulating slowly as the near ten thousand people moved forward. As it did so, a gigantic sealing power descended on the ground with a bang, and as that sealing power spread out, the near ten thousand people lifted the swords in their hands and swung them swiftly towards Su Ming, who was underneath them.

As the Rune continued circulating and booming sounds surged into the sky, the near ten thousand swords turned into a huge sword of a thousand feet. That sword exuded an ancient and simple air, and it instantly charged towards Su Ming from the sky.

"You're not Dark Mountain's Bei Ling." Su Ming did not bother himself with the huge sword descending from the sky. He looked at Beiling, who had a ferocious expression on his face, and spoke flatly. Beiling's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he widened his eyes. He saw the dagger that had pierced the center of Su Ming's brows rapidly freezing over. In an instant, it turned into ice, and as the freezing air spread out, the instant he was about to loosen his grip, it covered his arm and swiftly filled his entire body, freezing Beiling's body and his Nascent Divinity, turning him into an ice sculpture before Su Ming.

"You're not Dark Mountain's Head of the Guards either." When Su Ming said those words softly, the tip of the sword in his chest turned into ice. The Head of the Guards behind him let out a low growl in shock and hastily retreated, but before he could even take three steps back, he was sealed in ice, just like his son, and turned into an ice sculpture.

This was Su Ming's divine ability in Life Cultivation. He was midwinter, and his Life Matrix was winter. He could summon the snow of midwinter, and he could also freeze everything.

Unless his opponent's level of cultivation was higher than his, it was impossible for him to do anything before Life Cultivation.

Cracking sounds reverberated in the air. The ice statue that was Beiling still retained its ferocious appearance as it shattered into pieces. The ice statue that was his father also shattered into pieces as the cracking sounds echoed in the air.

The dagger at the center of Su Ming's brows shattered, and the tip of the sword in front of his chest also shattered.

He stood there, still not bothering himself with the sword descending from the sky. Instead, he looked at Chenxin, who had blood trickling down the corners of her lips.

"Why did you warn me?" Su Ming asked softly.



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