When the illusory moth disappeared into the sky, Su Ming lifted his head and saw the endless galaxy rotating with loud rumbling sounds. He saw longships charging forward in the rotating galaxy. Each of those longships was entirely black, and there were several people dressed in Constellation Robes on each of them.
Dao Yuan laughed arrogantly on the surface of the sea in the distance. The Sacred Constellation Robe on his body was shining with a brilliant dark light that surrounded him, forming a tight defense.
Su Ming averted his gaze from the sky and looked at the spot where Yu Xuan had left, at the spot where Bai Su had disappeared into the air, at the lonely ninth summit, and at the endless amount of severed limbs floating on the surface of the sea.
"They're all dead …" Su Ming mumbled. His body was no longer corporeal at that moment, but had become so illusory that it was practically transparent. Grief appeared on his face, and he no longer bothered himself with Dao Yuan and the numerous longships that had descended from the sky. He lifted his foot and walked slowly towards the ninth summit.
Exhaustion, death in his heart, grief, and all sorts of other emotions filled Su Ming's heart. He returned to the ninth summit and stood outside his Master's cave abode at the top of the mountain.
Even at that moment, Su Ming still stood there, using his body to protect the ninth summit's wall.
The killing sword was in his right hand, and he held it in an illusory grip, causing the sword to be tilted to the bottom right of his body. The blade of the sword was very stable, but the tip of the sword was trembling slightly. That trembling was the sword spirit's desire for blood and the anticipation of slaughter.
Su Ming stood there quietly. His hair was like a firework that could not be blown away by the sea breeze. It was releasing his soul, and at that moment, it was as if Su Ming had truly become one with the ninth summit.
One person, one sword, one protection.
His body was in an illusory state, and not a single ripple of power could be detected within him. The only thing that existed within him was the power of his soul. That soul could be said to be his Atman, a form of divine sense. It was the only undying and unyielding will Su Ming had left.
As he looked at the sky, a smile gradually appeared on Su Ming's lips. However, there was no hint of carefreeness in that smile. Instead, it was filled with sorrow.
In silence, Qian Chen's body was still trembling, but he gritted his teeth and went to Su Ming's side. He brought out a black dagger from his bosom. He was very afraid, so afraid that his body trembled nonstop. Sweat poured down his body … but true courage came from being fearless in the face of danger. It also came from possessing the will to not retreat in the face of fear. This … was also courage.
As the bald crane laughed wryly, it finally put away the thought of escaping. It let out a long sigh in its heart and flew to Su Ming's side. It glared at the sky, and a grave and crazed look that had never appeared before appeared on its face.
"I'm sorry. I promised to take you to a place where you can leave the land of Berserkers, but I … didn't manage to do it in time," Su Ming said softly as he looked at the sky.
Qian Chen shook his head as his body trembled, but he didn't say anything.
At this moment, the many longships in the sky suddenly shot toward the ground like pitch-black rays of light amidst a series of sharp rumbles.
In the blink of an eye, there were one thousand longships that appeared in the world beyond the ninth summit. Waves of mighty pressure that was so powerful that it was difficult to describe spread out from the thousands of Dao Slaves dressed in Son Constellation Robes on the longships.
Even though there were no longer any Dao Slaves in the Third Step among them, the shock and destruction brought by thousands of Second Step cultivators was sometimes even more shocking than that of five Third Step cultivators.
The aloof gazes and Dao Yuan's crazed roars once he regained his arrogance caused the disaster to reach its peak at that moment.
"Kill him! Destroy this mountain! Don't leave a single blade of grass behind! Damn it, he almost killed me! He almost killed me!" Dao Yuan's eyes were bloodshot. During that instant just now, he had been enveloped by death. It was the closest he had ever been to death in his life, and it had caused the fear in his heart to reach its peak. Once he felt that he was safe, that fear turned into anger.
Murderous intent shone in the eyes of the thousands of Dao Slaves in the near one thousand longships. They did not attack alone. Unless absolutely necessary, the people from Morning Dao Sect would not fight alone. Almost the moment Dao Yuan's voice rang in the air, the thousands of people flew out together and turned into thousands of long arcs that charged towards the ninth summit.
Their presence was shocking, and it surpassed the mighty pressure brought by the five Dao Slaves in the Third Step. There was also a suffocating presence about them. Qian Chen's eyes were bloodshot. As he roared madly, he wanted to rush out regardless of the cost, but the moment he lifted his foot, Su Ming's left hand had already landed on his shoulder. The power of Su Ming's Atman surged into Qian Chen's mind, and with a jolt, a buzzing sound rang out in his head, and he fainted.
Su Ming gently pushed his body backwards, and he flew towards the ninth summit's cave abode.
"Many have already died. I don't want any more people to die …" Su Ming mumbled. When his Atman spread out, it turned into a wave of impact that swept up the stunned bald crane by the side. When it was sent into the cave abode as well, the bald crane reacted to the situation. It trembled and stared at Su Ming blankly.
It was as if only at that moment did it truly get to know Su Ming. As it stared at him, the eyes of the bald crane, who believed itself to be heartless, became wet.
"Help me take care of my senior brothers …" When Su Ming spoke softly, he took a step towards the sky and charged towards the thousands of Dao Slaves in the Second Step with a resolute look in his eyes. With the killing sword in his hand, he charged forward.
Most of the thousands of Dao Slaves had levels of cultivation that surpassed Su Ming's. This was a battle where there was absolutely no suspense. This was a single person fighting against thousands of people.
A shocking bang reverberated in the air in an instant. The near one hundred people right in front of the group had lifted their right hands and executed a divine ability. It turned into an endless amount of starlight that crashed into Su Ming's illusory body.
Without the three souls sealed in his body, the instant the starlight touched Su Ming's illusory body, it was difficult for the transparent starlight to overlap and not touch each other, as if they did not exist in the same dimension. Instead, it was like an endless amount of sharp thorns that caused Su Ming's illusory body to swiftly crumble and turn into glittering sparks. Once most of them were extinguished, the remaining ones tumbled backwards and gathered together once again a thousand feet away.
They turned into Su Ming, but he was even more transparent, as if he would disappear if a gust of wind blew against him.
However, at the instant Su Ming's body crumbled, he had slashed out with his sword. The might of that slash was the first slash he executed once his soul attained completion. That slash contained his soul and his Abyss's awakening.
It contained … his Origin Divine Ability!
When that slash swept past the hundreds of people, it did not seem to contain any incredibly powerful destructive power. Instead, it was like a gentle breeze blowing past them.
However, when Su Ming's body crumbled and an even weaker illusory figure gathered together again, nearly half of the hundreds of people Su Ming's slash had swept past … started aging at the same time.
It was as if time had been magnified endlessly on their bodies and the circulation of their bodies had become much faster. Not only did their faces instantly age, a decaying presence also spread out from their bodies.
Their hair turned gray, and wrinkles appeared on their faces. Most of their life force also disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had been devoured by space.
In fact, there were about a dozen people who … instantly turned into corpses because their levels of cultivation were not high and they did not have much life force left in them to begin with. Even their Nascent Divinities found it difficult to escape, and they withered away and died.
At the same time, as the dozen people died and nearly a hundred people's life force and life force disappeared in a bizarre manner, wisps of white smoke spread out from their bodies and charged towards Su Ming. They instantly fused into his body, causing his frail body to become much more corporeal.
"Is this the Origin Divine Ability I awakened to after my soul became complete..?" Su Ming mumbled. He could sense his soul becoming stronger at a maddening pace as the white smoke approached him. The life force he absorbed seemed to be something that his body lacked greatly. It was as if he had turned into a dried-up sponge that was continuously absorbing other people's life force and life force to complete himself.
However, this awakening came a little too late for Su Ming, because even if the sword slash had absorbed a large amount of life force, it still could not close the unchangeable gap between Su Ming and the thousands of Dao Slaves.
As Dao Yuan let out a piercing roar and the thousands of Dao Slaves closed in on him again, nearly one thousand people executed their divine abilities. The starlight they stirred up was enough to replace all light in the world. As it filled the area, it looked like an ancient gigantic star beast that wanted to devour Su Ming.
At the instant he was devoured, Su Ming suddenly came to an understanding. He had come to understand that this Origin Divine Ability of his was … the will of autumn.
Even though it was not the color of autumn, the life force he absorbed was like autumn in his body. It was a fusion between death and life, and it was a change in the truest sense of the word.
"Autumn …" When Su Ming spoke softly, his illusory body instantly shone with a red light. That was the color of autumn, and an endless amount of snow appeared out of nowhere around him. Those snowflakes fell down and withered away like leaves in autumn, causing people to think that they were snow at first glance, but when they looked at them a second time, they would find them to be fallen leaves.
At the same time, Su Ming's level of cultivation erupted along with his epiphany. He rose from the initial stage of Life Matrix to the middle stage, and as the snow and fallen leaves intersected with each other around him, the color of autumn on his body became stronger. When the thousands of Dao Slaves closed in on him and the second wave of starlight formed by nearly one thousand people submerged him, understanding appeared in Su Ming's eyes. At that instant, his level of cultivation moved from the middle stage of Life Matrix to the later stage of Life Matrix!
With just one more step, he would be able to step into the second Realm in Life Cultivation - Life Privation Realm!
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