Before Su Ming's voice faded away, the Shaman Great Patriarch's body crumbled. The difference between the Great Patriarch and Su Ming in this state was simply too great. Su Ming could kill him in the blink of an eye.
There was not a single drop of blood on the killing sword in his hand. It was a telling sign that the Great Patriarch, who had died twice, was not truly made of flesh and blood. Instead, he was a strange existence that was between an illusion and flesh and blood.
'The Art of Nine Deaths. In the past, I, Master, and Guru Li Long killed the Shamans' Great Patriarch nine times in succession before he fell into deep sleep … 'These were not Su Ming's memories in this life. They were memories from the previous life he had gone through during the many cycles of life and death.
When the memories from that life appeared in his head, a presence that was even stronger than before, one that surpassed that of a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm and was an End Shaman, erupted forth with a bang from the space before him.
As that presence erupted forth, a fist that was not completely withered shot out from the air and charged towards Su Ming's chest at the speed of lightning.
Loud booming sounds reverberated in the air, and when the fist was seven inches away from Su Ming's body, cracking sounds reverberated in the air. Waves of ice immediately grew on the fist and filled it in an instant, causing the entire fist to turn into an ice sculpture.
At the same time, an old man who looked to be in his fifties took a step out from the air behind the fist. His hair was not completely white, but was mixed with some black hair. His body was not as withered as bones, but slightly stronger. He was naturally the Shaman Great Patriarch who had been resurrected for the third time.
His body, his presence, and his life force seemed to have returned to him as he aged. At that moment, when he walked out and his presence erupted forth, it immediately caused layers of ripples to appear in the air around him.
"Sir, since you said that you are an old acquaintance of mine, then who are you?!" The Great Patriarch pulled back his frozen right hand. Without even looking at the ice on his arm, he flung his arm, and banging sounds immediately spread out. A black light spread out from his body, intending to destroy the ice.
Yet no matter how much the black light covered it, it could not make the ice show even the slightest hint of melting. Instead, it spread out even faster.
Only at that moment did the Shaman Tribe's Great Patriarch's expression change.
His heart let out a thump against his chest, and he became even more wary of Su Ming. His first and second deaths had made him weak to begin with, so it was within his expectations that he would be killed. His cultivation method had always allowed him to become stronger after he died nine times.
However, this third resurrection had already shown him how powerful he was. Even so, he was unable to melt the ice on his arm. This caused his heart to tremble, and a look of caution appeared on his face.
He had lived for far too long, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not find a single figure that could overlap with Su Ming. This caused him to be incredibly uncertain about Su Ming's words.
"You will remember." Su Ming said flatly and took a step towards the old man. At the same time his foot landed, killing intent shone in the eyes of the Great Patriarch of the Shamans. With a single move, he formed a seal with his left hand, and as his hands changed rapidly before him, complicated and difficult to understand incantations immediately tumbled out of his mouth.
Yet almost at the instant his incantations echoed in the air, Su Ming placed the killing sword horizontally before him, and with two fingers on his left hand, he flicked the sword lightly.
A clear sword whine reverberated in the air, and within that sword whine was a bloodthirsty roar. It was the roar of the Sword Spirit. The sword whine spread out and instantly interrupted the Shaman Tribe's Great Patriarch's incantation.
At the instant his incantations stopped, Su Ming lifted the killing sword in his hand and sliced diagonally towards the old man. A sword glare sliced through the sky, and the killing sword in Su Ming's hand drew an arc in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards to the right of his body.
The Great Patriarch of the Shamans, who was several hundreds of feet away from him, shuddered and was split into two before he crumbled.
He could not fight against the might of Su Ming's killing sword. In fact, it was difficult for him to even resist it.
The difference in their levels of cultivation turned into the difference between life and death before Su Ming, who was already invincible in this world.
'This is the third death. ' Su Ming looked at the spot where the Great Patriarch had died calmly. The killing sword in his hand disappeared, and a large amount of purple smoke appeared out of nowhere around him. That purple smoke instantly gathered on his body and turned into a purple armor. Once it covered his face, it looked as if he had put on a mask.
Su Ming lifted his right hand and seized the air to his right. Immediately, purple smoke gathered together with a bang and turned into a gigantic long spear in his hand. That long spear was entirely purple, and an indescribably bloody and murderous aura spread out from the Undertaker of Evil's Spear.
Almost at the instant the Undertaker of Evil's Spear appeared, a presence that belonged to the Great Patriarch that was much stronger than before appeared with a bang in the world. The strength of that presence was already infinitesimally close to the Berserkers' Life Cultivation Realm, and it was also close to the Realm of Emptiness that came after the Shamans' End Shamans.
However, it was only close to it. It had not truly reached it. To Su Ming, this level of cultivation was still far from his current Realm.
"You're slightly stronger than in the past. I remember that a similar level of cultivation only erupted from my sixth death," Su Ming said calmly. During the battle in the past, if his Master Tian Xie Zi had not cast a strange Art and linked their levels of cultivation together to activate a talisman that allowed him to kill the Great Patriarch four times in one go and end the battle, it would have been incredibly difficult for him to make the Great Patriarch fall into deep sleep.
At the instant the Great Patriarch's incredibly powerful presence erupted, an illusory figure appeared out of nowhere in the distance at an incredible speed and charged towards Su Ming. He was so quick that he looked like an afterimage, and in an instant, he was less than thirty feet away from Su Ming.
That figure might be quick, but Su Ming could clearly see that it was a middle-aged man in his forties. That man had a strong body and was filled with power. The shadow of the crescent moon in his eyes was flashing rapidly at that moment.
Su Ming's expression was calm. When the Great Patriarch closed in on him, he lifted the Undertaker of Evil's Spear in his hand and thrust forward. With it, the air looked as if it was about to explode. The presence of Su Ming's Life Cultivation Realm roared, and not only did the tip of his spear shatter space, a large amount of freezing air also spread out from the tip of the spear, causing snow to float down from the sky.
This was Su Ming's Atman, his Life Matrix of midwinter. It spread out from the spear and crashed into the incoming Great Patriarch with a bang in midair.
Yet at the instant they crashed into each other, a malicious sneer suddenly appeared on the Great Patriarch's lips. Before the tip of the spear even closed in on him, a freezing glare shone in his eyes, and a destructive power erupted from his body. He had chosen to self-destruct!
By self-destructing his body, he would bring forth an even stronger wave of destruction that would surpass his full-powered strike before he self-destructed. With this extreme method and the advantage of being able to resurrect, he executed this act of destruction.
In truth, at the instant he self-destructed, he had already died for the fourth time. His will was swiftly leaving his exploding body to gather together for his fifth resurrection.
Su Ming let out a cold harrumph. The momentum of the long spear in his right hand did not change, but he lifted his left hand with the back of his hand facing downwards and his palm facing the sky.
"Between the past and the future is Destiny." As Su Ming spoke, the instant the long spear and the destructive wave of destruction stirred up by the Great Patriarch's self-destruction crashed into each other, Su Ming swung his left hand in the direction of the self-destructing Great Patriarch.
With it, a change in the power of law appeared on the Great Patriarch's body after he self-destructed.
"Since you want to die and self-destruct, then you can do it a few more times." As Su Ming said those words, the Great Patriarch's body, which was about to self-destruct, came to an abrupt halt, then fell backwards. As if time was flowing in reverse, he swiftly gathered together from his crumbling state. Once he turned back into his body, with a hint of absent-mindedness in his eyes, he discovered to his shock that his will had been forcefully kept in his body, as if time was flowing in reverse. He could not leave.
Since he could not leave, this body became the fifth time he had woken up. This was the first time in his long life that he had encountered such a shocking thing. Before this, he had never experienced anything like this before.
In the midst of his shock, when his body recovered from its crumbling and self-destruction against his will, his body self-destructed once again. This was not what he wanted. This was caused by Su Ming controlling the changes between the past and the future.
A wave of terror rose madly in the Great Patriarch's heart, and his body crumbled and exploded with a bang. His will dissipated, and this was the fifth time he died.
Yet soon, he discovered in despair that when his mind cleared up once more, he was still right before Su Ming, and under the terrifying law of time flowing in reverse, he still … self-destructed.
The sixth time he died.
The seventh time he died.
When the Great Patriarch died for the eighth time, at the instant he self-destructed and his will dissipated, he let out a roar filled with desperation. As he roared and his will was about to scatter, a talisman suddenly appeared before him. As it shone, it extracted his will and fused it into the talisman, then forcefully rushed out of Su Ming's Destiny and disappeared into midair.
"You finally managed to summon this item." A brilliant glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. Almost at the same time the talisman disappeared, he lifted his left hand and seized the talisman. Yet the moment he touched the talisman, he grabbed air. The talisman did not exist at all.
"How many people have tried to snatch my supreme treasure over the countless years, but none of them have been able to touch it. How can you be an exception …" The Great Patriarch's low roar came from the talisman that was about to disappear.
When Su Ming saw that most of the talisman had disappeared, a freezing glare appeared in his eyes. He no longer bothered with the Great Patriarch's voice. Freezing air instantly filled his left hand, making him look like an ice sculpture. This was Su Ming gathering all of his Life Matrix and Atman on his left hand. Once he did so, he seized the talisman with his left hand once again. This time, at the instant his left hand touched the talisman, a loud bang rang out in Su Ming's head.
That rumble was a voice roaring at the sky, shouting four words.
"Life of Nine Deaths!"
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He knew that this voice had appeared because he was not seizing the talisman with a normal method, but had used his own Life Matrix to touch it.
"You … You …" A roar filled with disbelief swiftly came from the talisman. There was also a shrill note in that roar, and there was shock in it. (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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