The minimum number of blood veins required to reach the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm was 243!
With his current speed, he had already manifested 224 blood veins. He was only 19 more blood veins away from the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm! This sort of speed of increase was something shocking to anyone. This was different from the increase in Su Ming's level of cultivation when he was climbing Wind Stream Mountain. After all, Su Ming had entered fine control with his mind when he was climbing Wind Stream Mountain. It might have seemed like he had increased a lot, but in truth, he was still following the principle of gradual improvement and increasing his blood veins bit by bit.
Yet now, it was completely different! At that moment, Su Ming was forcefully increasing the number of blood veins in his body. He had used a large amount of Cloud Gauze Grass juice to increase his blood veins. He had also forcefully absorbed a drop of Transcended Berserker Blood after swallowing the Cloud Gauze Grass to its limit.
Besides Su Ming, no other rational person would use this sort of method to increase their level of cultivation. After all, this sort of thing was fatal to the body! Otherwise, many people would use this sort of method to increase their level of cultivation.
But did Su Ming have any other choice..? He could either endure it and not think about the safety of his tribe, the survival of his tribesmen, the possibility of the elder returning, or the possibility that his family might face the threat of annihilation.
He could not think about anything else. He could only care about his own safety. If he stayed here and waited quietly, perhaps it would be torture, perhaps he would feel lost and bitter, but his life would not be in danger.
Perhaps this was the right thing to do. It was also the path the elder had pointed out to him.
After all, in many people's eyes, Su Ming was just a weakling. If he went back, he would only be sending himself to his death. What use would he be?
Yet Su Ming did not allow himself to choose this path. All his previous attempts to become stronger was for the tribe and for the elder. He was also a little cowardly, but that cowardice was hidden deep within him. When he ran into this sort of situation, that cowardice immediately disappeared and was replaced by Su Ming's determination and determination!
Ever since he was young, the people in the tribe had been very kind to him. There were his friends, the people he was familiar with, his mother who had taken care of him when he was young, the elder who had taught him how to speak and the kind-hearted people in the tribe, and the things that had happened to him in the past 16 years. He could not be heartless.
He knew that his tribe was in danger, but he couldn't just drag out an ignoble existence and do nothing. He couldn't do it, knowing that his tribesmen were facing death, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it, knowing that his tribe might be facing extinction, but he couldn't do it alone, waiting silently.
He was a young man, a young man less than seventeen years old. He was also afraid of death … He didn't know any great principles, but he knew that the tribe was his home!
Now that his homeland was in danger, he could not, he could not turn a blind eye to it. Even if he died, he would die in the battle to protect his homeland!
This was Su Ming.
Perhaps his impulsiveness had led him to madness. Perhaps his madness was incomprehensible to many people and should be questioned, but all of this existed in his bones. He had long since treated Dark Mountain Tribe as his home.
His family was in danger. His friends were facing death. His elder might never see him again. His family members, who had always been kind to him, seemed to be crying. How could he … not be mad …?
As Su Ming's entire body trembled, the Berserker Blood that was continuously absorbed by him fused into his Qi. Under fine control, the Berserker Blood spread out rapidly, causing the blood veins in his body to show signs of increasing once again.
Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot. The madness in his terrifying appearance made him look like a malicious spirit. As the blood veins in his body grew stronger, a powerful force surged through Su Ming's entire body, allowing him to charge forward once again. This time, he did not use his head, neither did he use his fists. He used his body and his shoulders to ram into the sealed door.
With a bang, Su Ming's entire body crashed into the door. The door trembled, and cracks appeared on the snow statue of the God of Berserkers sealed outside.
However, the seal was placed by the elder, Mo Sang. It was impossible for Su Ming to break through it so easily. The elder's goal was clear. He wanted to restrict Su Ming's footsteps and not let him walk into danger. He wanted to wait there!
However, the elder was wrong. He did not think that Su Ming would be so determined to do something so crazy just to get out of this place. This was something even the elder did not expect.
He only knew that Su Ming would not be willing to give up, but with Su Ming's power, he would not be able to get out of the room! In the elder's eyes, Su Ming would always be a child.
Tears fell from Su Ming's eyes. His tears fused with his blood, causing him to look as if he was crying tears of blood. However, Su Ming did not give up. He took a few steps back and rushed forward once again. Booming sounds continued as Su Ming rammed into the door with his body.
The moment he rammed into the door, the blood veins in his body increased once again. 227, 231, 233!
Boom! Boom! Boom! The entire room trembled as if it was about to collapse. It was as if the room had turned into a cage, and there was a powerful beast sealed within. Yet as the beast struggled, the cage seemed to be unable to withstand it. More cracks appeared on the snow statue of the God of Berserkers on the door. A large amount of snow fell from the statue as if it was about to explode at any moment, but it still remained!
"I want to protect the tribe …" Su Ming's vision was already blurred. As he mumbled, he rammed into the door once again.
Booming sounds reverberated in the air. Due to the crash and the rapid absorption of the Berserker Blood, the number of blood veins in Su Ming's body increased once again. The 233 blood veins turned into 237!
"I want to go back to the tribe …" Su Ming threw all caution to the wind and rammed against the door once again. The rumbling sounds reverberated in the air for a long time, and the crack on the door widened by a large margin. The entire door was covered in blood, and that blood belonged to Su Ming. That blood symbolized Su Ming's determination!
"I want to fight for the tribe!" Su Ming rammed into the door once again. He even used his head to slam against the door. The moment he rammed into the door, the number of blood veins in Su Ming's body shot up from 237 to 243. The moment the number of blood veins reached 243, a powerful force that signified a breakthrough appeared within Su Ming's body.
That force was the force that erupted when he broke through from the sixth level of the Blood Solidification Realm to the seventh level. That force surged within Su Ming's body and rammed into the door through his body.
The door trembled violently. With a loud crack, a small portion of the door was pushed open. Many of the snow statue of the God of Berserkers outside shattered. A large amount of snow spilled out, causing the statue to look broken and incomplete!
Yet the power of the seal was still there. However, it seemed that the seal had reached its limit!
Su Ming staggered backwards and lifted his head abruptly. The 243 blood veins in his body let out a blood-red light that shone into the sky. His entire body was filled with a brutal presence and pressure. At that moment, he had already moved from the sixth level of the Blood Solidification Realm to the seventh level!
The seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm!
He would need 399 blood veins to move from the seventh level to the eighth level. Once he entered the eighth level, he would have become a Berserker at the peak of the middle stage of the Blood Solidification Realm! With one more step, he would enter the ninth level, and he would be known as the later stage of the Blood Solidification Realm!
It has to be known that within the entire Dark Mountain Tribe, the Head of the Guards and Shan Hen were both at the eighth level of the Blood Solidification Realm. As for the tribe leader, his level of cultivation was higher than these two. Su Ming guessed that even if he was not at the ninth level of the Blood Solidification Realm, he was still very close to it.
From this alone, it could be seen just how powerful the eighth level of the Blood Solidification Realm was. It also showed just how rare the seventh level was! It was not that there were no Berserkers at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm in the entire Dark Mountain Tribe, but there were only a few of them who were at the same level as the tribe leader. Most of them were now the vice chief of the hunters.
Among the younger generation, Su Ming was without a doubt the strongest in Dark Mountain Tribe! Even if he did not care about the fact that he was in mortal danger and forcefully increased his power to this level, and it was still very unstable.
Yet Su Ming saw hope. He saw the door trembling and saw the ice statue of the God of Berserkers that was formed by the seal breaking apart. He rushed out once again and rammed against the door.
Yet even if the door was about to be blasted open and the ice statue of the God of Berserkers was broken, no matter how much Su Ming rammed against the door, he still could not break it. It was clear that it was not enough for him to break the elder's seal with the power of the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm. It was just that he was still lacking!
Yet this was Su Ming's limit. The sky was filled with snow and the moon could not be seen. In this sort of weather, it was impossible for him to use the power of the moon to burn his blood once again!
The snow and wind seemed to be weakening, as if it would stop before long. When that time came, perhaps the moon would still appear in the sky. But if he continued waiting, the torture of time would be something Su Ming could not bear.
He was doing this so that he could get out of the room as fast as he could. He wanted to return to the tribe with his fastest speed. If he delayed any longer, he did not even dare to think about the disaster that would befall him …
When he saw that the door could not be completely opened, despair appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He staggered backwards with a broken smile on his face. Yet he did not give up. The 243 blood veins in his body continued circulating along with the Qi in his body.
"Enter fine control with the mind … enter fine control with the mind!" The control of fine control that Su Ming had gained when he was in Wind Stream Mountain erupted in full force. The 243 blood veins on his body disappeared one by one. 215, 186, 162 … 93, 75, 47 …
Finally, when all the blood veins on his body disappeared and there was only one left, Su Ming lifted his head. His eyes shone with a terrifying light.
"Elder … you can't stop me from going back to the tribe!" Su Ming closed his eyes slowly. After a moment, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw that the only blood vein left on his body was suddenly emitting a red light that grew stronger and stronger at an incredible speed!
That was not just one blood vein. As the red light grew stronger, it was clear that Su Ming was using fine control to create more blood veins on that one blood vein. Almost in an instant, the red light from the blood vein reached its peak. It might have seemed like there was only one blood vein, but in truth, there were 243 blood veins stacked on top of each other!
That was the true power of fine control!
"I want to go back to the tribe. I, Su Ming, am a member of Dark Mountain Tribe, and even if I die, I will be the soul of Dark Mountain Tribe!" Su Ming clenched his fists. The blood vein formed by the 243 blood veins stacked on top of each other started twisting and spreading towards Su Ming's right fist.
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