And this step was not difficult to take, because Su Ming already knew what he lacked. Once he gained this epiphany, he came to a vague understanding that what he lacked was life force, the life force that came from all the people of Bright Yang.
Right at that moment, a man's voice that seemed to have come from a long, long time ago reached Su Ming's soul. It was a voice that was unfamiliar to him, but also filled him with warmth and familiarity.
"Abyss Builder …"
"Abyss Builder …" These two voices were Su Ming's mumbling.
As his words traveled forth and the starlight closed in, a shocking boom shook the sky and earth beyond the ninth summit.
In the midst of that boom, the entire world seemed to have frozen for an instant. Su Ming's body instantly crumbled. Even if he had come to understand Abyss Builder, even if his level of cultivation had reached the later stage of Life Matrix, even if … he had brought out the will of autumn at the final moment.
However, before absolute power, all of these things were so weak that they could not even withstand a single blow. At the instant Su Ming's body crumbled, he might have gathered together another illusory body on the ninth summit, but this time, it was almost completely transparent. It was so faint that it was practically unnoticeable with the naked eye.
A feeling of weakness that came from his soul filled Su Ming's mind. He staggered a few steps back, but he persevered and stood outside the cave abode at the top of the ninth summit. Even at that moment, he still wanted to protect the ninth summit.
Even if his consciousness was about to disappear and he was about to truly die, he still persevered and stood there, even if … he had already become transparent.
As the booming sounds rang in the sky, dozens of Dao Slaves immediately turned into skeletons and fell into the sea without letting out shrill screams of pain. They only had shocked expressions on their faces.
Less than fifty of them had died. To them, this did not affect their foundation … but the thousands of people had grave expressions on their faces at that moment.
Even though less than fifty of them had died, there were hundreds of them whose faces were pale. Most of their life force and life force had been lost, and even their levels of cultivation had fallen by several Realms.
And all of this was done by Su Ming alone.
"Kill him! Go kill him for me! Dammit, all of you attack together and kill this person immediately! Destroy this mountain! He still hasn't chosen to escape and is fighting to the death here. It's obvious that this mountain is extremely important to him. Destroy this mountain and kill this person!" Dao Yuan, who was hiding behind his thousands of dao slaves, shouted in a shrill voice.
Killing intent flickered in the eyes of the thousands of Dao Slaves. This time, as they charged over, all of them unleashed their Divine Abilities and spread out. As they unleashed their Divine Abilities, a force that could destroy the heavens and earth erupted from their bodies.
That power was enough to destroy Su Ming and the ninth summit at that moment. It would make his eldest senior brother, Qian Chen, and the others in the summit sink into eternal oblivion before they could even wake up.
Su Ming lifted his weak head with great difficulty. His gaze fell on the excited Dao Yuan behind the thousands of Dao Slaves. At the instant Su Ming's dull eyes looked towards Dao Yuan, the final ray of chilling light in his life gathered together.
"I have no grudge against living and dying with the ninth summit … But it's a pity that I didn't manage to kill Dao Yuan, who destroyed the ninth summit. I have no face to meet my senior brother in the underworld …" Su Ming mumbled. At the instant the thousands of Dao Slaves' divine abilities closed in on him, he lowered his head and looked at the killing sword in his hand. The tip of the sword was trembling, and he could sense the determination to slaughter the entire world coming from it.
"I still have two divine abilities …" Su Ming could sense that he had reached his limit in his weakened state. Just as he was about to disappear, he lifted his left hand swiftly and pushed his palm against the ground beneath him.
With it, the ground immediately started trembling with a bang. A wave of earthen aura surged out from the ninth summit and the sea beneath it with a bang. It covered Su Ming's left hand and charged towards his illusory body, causing his left hand to immediately wither. At the same time it looked like it was only skin and bones, white light surrounded it.
This was the Surging Indulgers' divine ability. It was one of the Arts Su Ming had learned in Eastern Wastelands Tower. It was also the reason why the ancient existence in Yin Death Vortex had taken notice of him, and it was also … the key to lure out the one hundred thousand warriors from the Surging Indulgers and Evil Spirits that existed in the many worlds in Yin Death Vortex.
The Surging Indulgers' divine ability allowed them to refine their bodies with spirits. If Su Ming had a physical body, then the withered part would be his flesh and blood. He might seem to have withered away, but in truth, his flesh and blood had not decreased. The withered part of his flesh and blood was absorbed by the other parts of his body, causing his body to no longer be complete. It looked as if there was a gap in his body, and this allowed the Art of the Surging Indulgers to use this withered left arm to absorb the power of other people's flesh and blood, allowing them to become complete once again.
Yet in truth, this completion once again would cause the Surging Indulgers to become slightly stronger than before.
However, Su Ming did not have a physical body at that moment, so the withered part … was his soul. As Su Ming's left arm withered away, his illusory body gradually withered away before eventually disappearing completely. Only his right hand, which held the killing sword, had gathered all of Su Ming's Atman, and it had gained corporeal form, almost as if it had crystallized.
The right hand that held the killing sword flew up at that instant. With the killing sword in hand, with Su Ming's will, at the instant the thousands of Dao Slaves' divine abilities closed in on him, he charged towards Dao Yuan in the distance. He turned into a long arc that shook the sky, and as he charged forward, with a speed that could shatter all space, he charged towards Dao Yuan.
The sword was so quick that in the blink of an eye, it was already less than a thousand feet away from Dao Yuan. There were Dao Slaves blocking its path, but no matter who it was, none of them could avoid what was practically the final strike in Su Ming's life.
At the instant it charged forward, Su Ming's Atman executed a divine ability he had learned from another race in Eastern Wastelands Tower. It was an Art belonging to the Evil Spirits, and a large amount of black smoke erupted from Su Ming's crystallized right hand, which held the killing sword. As it gushed out, Su Ming's right hand gradually disappeared.
At the instant his right hand completely disappeared, the black smoke that spread out turned into a ferocious face of a malicious spirit. It surrounded the killing sword, and as it roared, it brought the killing sword forward with a bang.
Wherever it went, there would be nearly a hundred Dao Slaves blocking its path, but at the instant they crashed into each other, a roar that shook the hearts and souls of the people tumbled out of the mouth of the malicious spirit.
That roar reverberated in the air, and it looked as if it could freeze the world's operations. It caused the near one hundred Dao Slaves to freeze at the same time, and the divine abilities they executed froze, allowing the face of the malicious spirit to charge past the near one hundred Dao Slaves.
It appeared right in front of Dao Yuan, whose face was filled with shock and fear as he screamed.
The thousands of Dao Slaves in the area could not save him in time. Su Ming's killing sword was too quick, and the ferocious face of the malicious spirit on it had even frozen the world's operations, causing them to only be able to watch everything happen.
That sword contained Su Ming's life and everything else, and it swiftly pierced the center of Dao Yuan's brows.
At the instant the sword pierced forward, the Constellation Robe on Dao Yuan's body started circulating rapidly as it heated up. Waves of starlight rotated, causing the ferocious face of the malicious spirit around the killing sword to let out a shrill scream of pain before it swiftly dissipated.
However, another scream of pain tumbled out of Dao Yuan's mouth. His Constellation Robe was fighting against the ferocious face of the malicious spirit and could protect his body, but once the Surging Indulgers' divine ability in Su Ming's killing sword gathered Su Ming's life, it started absorbing and devouring him. At the instant the Constellation Robe fought against the face of the malicious spirit, it forcefully sucked out a part of Dao Yuan's soul from his body.
Dao Yuan's shrill screams of pain reverberated in the air. His soul was being swiftly devoured. At the same time, as his body trembled, he started withering away at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was a sign that all his flesh, blood, and essence were being sucked out. That pain was not any less than that of death by a thousand cuts.
However, the strength of the Sacred Constellation Robe was such that all the direct descendants of Morning Dao Sect would be given it the moment they were born. Even if it was difficult for Dao Yuan to bring out its full power … it still had its strong points.
It forcefully preserved a wisp of Dao Yuan's soul, preventing him from dying. Even if Dao Yuan's body was only skin and bones at that moment, and his entire body was covered in dust … he was still alive.
However, the pain he felt while he was still alive was much greater than when he was dead. His shrill screams of pain were hoarse, and he had lost all his strength. If the Constellation Robe had not locked down his soul, he would have died a long time ago. However, the lock and the absorption from Su Ming's killing sword were like a tug of war, causing Dao Yuan to suffer an intense pain that would make anyone else's consciousness crumble.
However, it was difficult for Su Ming to last for long. His killing sword slowly lost its suction force, and the ferocious face of the malicious spirit also disappeared from midair. Everything about Su Ming's body was no longer there. Even the will that had gathered on the killing sword gradually turned into crystalline sparks that spread out.
The killing sword let out a mournful cry. It might not have followed Su Ming for a long time, but during that short period of time, it had gained a sense of how to truly use its body as a sword.
This made it infatuated, and when it sensed Su Ming's will fading away, its mournful cries spread in all directions.
In the distance, the divine abilities of the thousands of Dao Slaves had already covered the ninth summit. Under their might, the entire ninth summit was swiftly crumbling and disintegrating.
It was as if everything could not be reversed.
However, it was just as the final soul in Su Ming's body, the white-haired man who had turned into a moth, had said. There was someone who did not want him to attack. There was someone who wanted to intentionally open the gate so that the ships could enter the land of Berserkers more smoothly.
Similarly, there was someone who did not want Su Ming to die just like that.
"Su Ming, are you willing … to become Yin Death's Child … of Yin Death's Fragmented Worlds..?" An ancient voice traveled forth slowly from the sky at that instant.
Once that voice appeared, the entire world instantly froze. The thousands of Dao Slaves in midair were different. Their divine abilities also froze, and the ninth summit's crumbling also froze at that instant.
The churning of the surface of the sea, the howling of the wind, and everything else froze when that voice spoke.
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