The seal did not change. When blood flowed out of Su Ming's fists and his voice became hoarse, all those who heard it felt their hearts wrench in their throats, he knelt down beside the door.
The door was covered with numerous bloody fist marks …
"I want to go out … Elder, I want to go back to the tribe. Even if I die, I want to die in the tribe. I want to become stronger. I want to become a powerful Berserker. I want to protect the tribe. I want to fight for the tribe!" Su Ming cried. His heart was in pain. The elder's farewell before he left and the anxiety he felt towards the tribe's danger made him feel incredibly uneasy and afraid.
It was especially so when he remembered how weak the elder was and the familiar faces of his tribe members. Su Ming took a few steps back anxiously.
'If I can't break the elder's seal with my power, then I'll do everything I can to increase my power!' Su Ming's face was pale. His eyes were bloodshot, but his face was filled with determination. There was only one thought in his head. He had to do everything in his power to get out of this place!
It did not matter even if he was severely injured. What he cared about the most was the elder and the tribe. Even if he died, he would die protecting the tribe.
As he retreated, Destiny turned around abruptly and stared at the Cloud Gauze Grass and the other herbs he had placed in the house to create pills.
These herbs were prepared to create pills. Su Ming knew clearly that if he crushed them into juice and swallowed them, then even if he was a Berserker, he would not be able to eat too much at once. It would cause great harm to his body. After all, the Way of the Berserker had to be done step by step.
Yet at that moment, Su Ming gritted his teeth and sat down cross-legged on the ground. He picked up the bag containing the Cloud Gauze Grass. He did not have time to crush them. The tribe's danger, the elder's weakness, and everything else made his anxiety and worry reach a level he had never felt before.
He picked up a few Cloud Gauze Grass and put them all in his mouth. He chewed them and took out the juice before spitting out the residue. The juice was bitter, but compared to the bitterness in Su Ming's heart, it was nothing.
Su Ming crushed it and swallowed it. Once again, he brought out a large amount of Cloud Gauze Grass and placed them in his mouth, swallowing the juice from the herbs. Slowly, his body started trembling. It was as if there was a flame burning within him, causing his entire body to be drenched in sweat, and all the blood in his body abruptly appeared.
The 160 blood veins let out a red light that enveloped the entire room, turning the place into a bloody hell. Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the red light, exuded a terrifying determination.
10, 30, 50 … When Su Ming swallowed all the juices from the 100 leaves in the bag and spat out the leftovers, sharp pain shot through his body. That pain came from his abdomen. He knew that this was the consequence of taking too many Cloud Gauze Grass. If he continued, then the pain would become even worse, and eventually, his entire body would be filled with this pain.
Yet at the same time, he could feel the burning flame in his body growing stronger. The blood veins in his body seemed to be showing signs of increasing. Once he had that feeling, Su Ming brought out another bag of Cloud Gauze Grass without hesitation.
Time passed by, and very soon, an hour had passed. Within that hour, Su Ming had continuously swallowed the juice from 700 something Cloud Gauze Grass. This was something that no one could believe or imagine, but it was happening to Su Ming's body.
Su Ming's body continued trembling. Sharp pain shot through his entire body, and his chest was especially stuffy. The juice had yet to be digested in his body, but the amount of herbs in his body made him feel as if he could no longer swallow any more. He even felt like vomiting, but Su Ming let out a low growl and forced himself to endure it.
The burning sensation in his body had reached its peak, as if it was about to explode. Su Ming lifted his right hand and slammed it against his chest.
With a bang, the burning sensation in his body seemed to have been ignited. As it exploded, blood mist gushed out from all the pores on Su Ming's body. Su Ming's pained moans came from within the blood mist, but at that moment, the blood veins on his body increased!
161, 162, 163 … Only when the number of blood veins on his body reached the 167th did it stabilize.
Su Ming's face was pale. He stood up abruptly and punched the door. With a loud bang, the door trembled. Blood trickled down Su Ming's mouth and he staggered a few steps backwards.
'Not enough! It's still not enough!' The elder's determined gaze before he left appeared in Su Ming's mind once again. There was a reluctance to part in that gaze. It made Su Ming's heart ache. He was afraid of losing the elder, afraid of losing his tribe members. He had a strong feeling that if he did not get out, he would never be able to see the elder again … As tears flowed down his face, Su Ming took out another bag of Cloud Gauze Grass and swallowed them.
700, 800, 900 … Green liquid flowed down from the corners of Su Ming's mouth. The pain in his body made his veins pop out. As the pain and burning sensation in his body erupted once again, the number of blood veins on Su Ming's body increased once again.
However, this time, the blood veins were no longer red. Instead, there was a hint of brown, making them look gray. This meant that Su Ming's body had been injured due to his insane actions.
The number of blood veins in his body increased rapidly. 168, 169, 170 … and it continued. When the number of blood veins reached 173, Su Ming rushed towards the door. One punch, two punches, three punches. The room trembled furiously, but the door remained shut!
"Open it!" Su Ming roared. This time, he did not use his fists. He used his head and rammed it against the door. With a bang, the door trembled and a crack appeared. The snow statue of the God of Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe also let down some snow for the first time as it trembled.
A trickle of blood flowed down from Su Ming's forehead. His eyes were bloodshot. When the crack appeared on the door, he rammed it again.
Yet in the end, he only managed to make a crack appear on the door. He could not open it any further.
Despair appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He laughed brokenly and grabbed all the remaining Cloud Gauze Grass. He slammed his palms together, and with a loud bang, all the leather bags containing the Cloud Gauze Grass exploded. The Cloud Gauze Grass within the bags were gathered together by a great force and turned into a ball the size of a head. Su Ming slammed his palms together once again, and the banging sounds continued. The Cloud Gauze Grass was crushed. A large amount of liquid flowed out and turned into wisps of green rain that were sucked into Su Ming's mouth.
The moment the liquid entered Su Ming's body, rumbling sounds reverberated throughout his body. The number of blood veins increased rapidly. 175, 177 … When the number of blood veins reached 189, it stopped abruptly.
Su Ming's entire body turned a sickly shade of red. He took a step forward and slammed against the door. The rumbling sounds reverberated in all directions, and the crack on the door gradually widened.
More snow fell from the snow statue of the God of Berserkers in Dark Mountain Tribe. There was even a faint crack on the statue!
Su Ming's hands were a bloody mess, and the entire door was dyed red with blood. At that moment, Su Ming looked incredibly pathetic, as if he had become another person. His scattered hair was still stained with blood, and his originally handsome face was now twisted with viciousness. When he saw that the crack on the door was becoming bigger, he rammed his head into it once again!
"I want to go back!"
With a loud bang, Su Ming's body trembled, but he did not hesitate. He rammed his head against the door once again. As he continued ramming against the door, the crack on the door widened. The statue of the God of Berserkers outside was also filled with fine cracks.
It was as if he could immediately rush out of the room.
Yet when the crack was about half a finger wide, it immediately stopped spreading. It was as if with Su Ming's current level of cultivation, this was all he could do. It would have been fine if that was all, but once the crack stopped spreading, it slowly closed up!
"Elder!" Su Ming screamed in pain. When he saw that the door that he had opened with great difficulty was once again closing up, Su Ming immediately took out a small bottle. Inside it were three drops of Berserker Blood belonging to those in the Transcendence Realm!
Without hesitation, Su Ming tilted his head back and poured the blood into his mouth. Only one drop fell into his mouth. The other two drops seemed to be under some sort of restriction and could not fall into his mouth. Su Ming knew that this was the elder's way of protecting him.
When the drop of Berserker Blood entered his mouth, Su Ming's blood immediately boiled. He opened his mouth and coughed out the drop of Berserker Blood. He lifted his left hand and pointed at it. Immediately, the drop of Berserker Blood exploded and turned into a ball of mist. As Su Ming sucked in a deep breath, the mist crawled into his body through his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
The moment the mist of Berserker Blood fused into Su Ming's body, his skin turned red. A vast amount of power erupted from his body.
At the same time, the blood veins on his body also burst forth at the same time!
190, 195, 201, 209 … When the number of veins reached 224, black blood flowed out of Su Ming's eyes, ears, nose, and the corners of his mouth. Yet within his eyes, there was still the determination of his soul.
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