Night had long since fallen. There was a faint white light in the horizon. Faint moonlight shone on the snow in the forest, causing it to shine with a cold light. Crunching sounds could be heard as the migrating people from Dark Mountain Tribe hurried on their journey before dawn.
It was quiet all around them. Besides the sound of people stepping on the snow, there was almost no other sound. The people from Dark Mountain Tribe were all silent. It did not matter whether it was the elderly, the women, or the La Sus, all of them were silent as they migrated.
It had been a few hours since the great battle. The devastation of that battle was deeply engraved in the minds of all the people from Dark Mountain Tribe. It was carved into their souls, and they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
Before they left, not including the elder, Dark Mountain Tribe had a total of 30 something Berserkers. Now, after the great battle, there were only 14 left. The blood on these 14 people's bodies had dried up. There was sorrow on their faces, but there was also a murderous air around them. They quietly protected their tribe members as they moved forward.
Dozens of them had died, but Black Mountain Tribe had paid an even greater price. This was related to their power, but more importantly, the invading Black Mountain Tribe did not have the determination that the people from Dark Mountain Tribe who were forced to leave their home. They did not have the courage to protect their tribe. The first time they self-destructed, they might have brought disdain to the invaders from Black Mountain Tribe, but the second, the third, the fourth … made the people from Black Mountain Tribe feel fear that came from the bottom of their hearts.
Dark Mountain Tribe was weak, but amidst that weakness, there was a powerful force!
Su Ming walked quietly. Ever since the battle just now, he had not said a single word during the past few hours. It was as if he, who was originally very cheerful and possessed the impulsiveness of a teenager, had finally learned how to keep quiet instead of roaring at others.
However, the price he had to pay for learning how to keep quiet was so great that it made his heart ache.
Su Ming knew that from this day onwards, his innocence shattered and left his body. From this day onwards, his happiness melted and disappeared into his blood. From this day onwards, his tears were slowly replaced by silence.
Time passed by, and soon, it was daylight. The tribe members who had been walking for an entire night did not stop even though they were tired. All of them gritted their teeth and supported each other as they migrated quickly, almost as if they were running.
The day gradually passed by as they migrated. The people in the tribe could not withstand the fatigue. After resting for an hour, they continued on their journey.
When the night of the second day arrived and the moonlight shone on the snow-covered ground of the forest once again, the people of Dark Mountain Tribe walked quickly in silence.
"Brother Su Ming …" A timid and weak voice traveled into Su Ming's ears. He turned his head and saw a little girl being carried by a member of the tribe beside him.
As he looked at the child's clear eyes, Su Ming forced a smile on his face. However, that smile looked incredibly terrifying when it was set off by the blood on his face.
However, the girl did not feel afraid. Instead, she widened her eyes and looked at Su Ming. After a moment of hesitation, she lifted her slightly dirty hand and wiped off the dried blood on his face.
As he felt the little girl's delicate hand caressing his face, warmth appeared in Su Ming's heart amidst the blood-dripping pain.
"Brother Su Ming, don't be afraid … Tong Tong isn't afraid either …" The little girl pulled her hand back. There was some blood on her hand. She looked at Su Ming, and in her bright eyes, there was a determination that was rarely seen among children.
Su Ming patted the little girl's head. He did not speak, but looked forward. The path before him was hidden in the forest. He could not see where the future lay.
Lei Chen stood on the other side of the crowd. He still had his fists clenched. The blood on his back had already dried up. He ignored the pain. There was bloodthirst in his eyes, along with sorrow. He would never forget the battle the previous night. If it were not for an elder Berserker in the tribe exploding his blood veins to save him before he died, his corpse would have been left behind in the battlefield.
Before him was Wu La. The girl's face was pale and there was great fatigue on her face. There was dried blood on her left arm, and she looked as if she could no longer lift it. There was a large bloody mess on her face, causing her beautiful face to no longer exist.
Yet there was no sign of giving up in her eyes. There was still the stubbornness of a member of Dark Mountain Tribe.
Behind them were Bei Ling and Chen Xin. They held hands as if they would never part from each other. They protected the crowd as they walked forward.
The elder was still at the back of the group. His white hair and wrinkles made Su Ming's heart ache even more when he saw them. He could see the elder's fatigue.
On the second night, the moon in the sky was not crescent. It was moving towards a full moon, but it was clear that it was not a full moon. Perhaps it would be tomorrow, or perhaps it would be the day after tomorrow.
As the tribe moved forward, Berserkers would occasionally rush towards them from all directions. There were not many of them. There were only four of them. These four people were scouts sent by the tribe. They risked their lives to report any changes in the area within a fixed amount of time.
If they did not come back, then it meant that something had happened.
Time passed by, and soon, another two hours went by. The sky was dark. It was as if there was a terrifying gaze staring at the land, watching the people of Dark Mountain Tribe moving forward quickly.
At that moment, only three of the four people who were supposed to return on time returned. There was no sign of the scout behind them. Su Ming felt goosebumps all over his body. A fierce look appeared in his eyes as he turned around and stopped moving. There were also others who noticed that something was wrong. A glint appeared in the elder's eyes and he tightened his grip on the bone staff in his hands.
Suddenly, a faint roar came from behind them. That sound traveled into the ears of all the people from Dark Mountain Tribe, making Su Ming's grief grow even stronger.
He knew that it was the sound of his blood veins exploding.
He knew that the enemies from Black Mountain Tribe had arrived once again!
"Don't stop! Hurry up and move! All Berserkers, protect us! We'll retreat as we fight!" The elder knocked the bone staff in his hands against the ground. He lifted his left hand and swung it towards the sky above the tribe. Immediately, the sky above the tribe distorted once again. The statue of the God of Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe appeared once again. It floated above the tribe and let out a protective light.
It floated along with the movement of the people. With its existence, as long as it was not damaged, then the tribe members under its light would be safe.
The moment the statue of the God of Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe appeared, the elder lifted his head abruptly. A grave expression that had never appeared on his face during this battle appeared on his face. There was a glint in his eyes as he stared at the dark sky.
The dark sky suddenly changed. A ray of red light appeared out of nowhere. Once it fused with the black light, it looked as if it had turned purple. The red light spread out like blood, and in an instant, it covered half of the sky.
A hoarse and gloomy voice reverberated through the world and spread in all directions.
"Mo Sang …" As the voice echoed in the air, a strong pressure descended from the sky. The moment the pressure landed on the ground, all the people from Dark Mountain Tribe could feel it clearly. Even the statue of the God of Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe trembled.
Su Ming's heart raced against his chest. The strength of that pressure was something he had only felt from the Elder of Wind Stream Tribe, Jing Nan. That pressure belonged to those in the Transcendence Realm!
This was a natural pressure that came from those in the Transcendence Realm against those in the Blood Solidification Realm. Under that pressure, the Berserkers in the Blood Solidification Realm would lose control of their Qi and circulate it.
However, as that mighty pressure appeared, as the blood-red light spread out from the sky, and as the moon in the sky gradually turned into a blood moon, an indescribable feeling that no one else besides him had felt appeared in Su Ming's heart.
That feeling was similar to the blood red moon he saw during the burning of blood. There was even a feeling that was incredibly familiar to him. It was as if there was a giant Wings of the Moon hidden in the sky at that moment.
This illusion that he found hard to believe caused Su Ming's heart to tremble. Soon after, he saw a person slowly walking out from the blood red light in the sky.
That person wore a black robe. His body was thin and his face was dark. He had his hands behind his back as he walked out and stood in the sky, looking down at the land.
There was a picture of the Wings of the Moon at the center of his brows. That picture was incredibly realistic, as if it was alive. It shone with an enchanting red light.
Bi Tu!
The Elder of Black Mountain Tribe, Bi Tu!
"Mo Sang, you don't have to wait for Jing Nan and Wen Yan. They … can't even protect themselves. They don't have time to care about the survival of Dark Mountain Tribe!" Bi Tu smiled darkly and looked at the elder standing behind the crowd.
The elder was silent. He was indeed waiting for Jing Nan, but Jing Nan did not appear during the journey. He had a vague understanding that something must have happened to Wind Stream Tribe.
"Nan Song, you were second only to Mo Sang in the past. You were a peerless genius, but when you ran to Dark Mountain Tribe, you were still a piece of trash. All these years, I've been thinking about the look on your father's face before he died. He begged me to let you live. It's a pity. I didn't want to grant him his wish, but you still escaped. Nan Song, the Berserker Child of Black Mountain Tribe, we … meet again." Bi Tu smiled, but that smile soon grew wider until he started laughing maniacally.
Outside the crowd, the white-haired Nan Song looked at Bi Tu in the sky. He was not angered by Bi Tu's words, but as if he had seen through everything in the world, he let out a soft sigh.
"Compared to you, who poisoned the previous Elder of Black Mountain Tribe, who chased after the son of the old Elder of Black Mountain Tribe, who sacrificed most of the people in Black Mountain Tribe in exchange for the Fallen Berserker Arts, I can't compare to you …" Nan Song remained calm, but the wrinkles on his face seemed to have increased.
"The enmity between us in the past should be settled today. Mo Sang, Nan Song, I'll give the two of you a chance. I'll give you a chance to fight against me together!" Bi Tu laughed loudly and swung his right hand. Immediately, the sky and earth roared, and the endless blood-red light in the sky behind him instantly turned into a thick blood mist. As the mist tumbled about, it turned into a gigantic Wings of the Moon!
When the Wings of the Moon spread its wings, it looked as if it covered the sky and the moon.
"Nan Song, leave Bi Tu to me … I'll hold him back. I'll leave the tribe … to you!" Mo Sang took a deep breath and swept his gaze across his tribe members. He looked at the silent tribe members as if he wanted to find a traitor, but in the end, he only sighed. Every single one of his tribe members was covered in blood and were exhausted. How could he doubt these people who fought for the tribe? He saw the sorrow on the Head of the Guards' face and the deep wound on Shan Hen's neck.
'Perhaps there really isn't a traitor …' Before the elder averted his gaze, he cast a deep look at Su Ming. His body rose abruptly, and a gigantic dark python appeared out of thin air. Together with him, they charged into the sky like shooting stars.
Booming sounds reverberated in the sky and earth. As the elder got closer, Bi Tu laughed loudly. The sky was covered by the red mist and enveloped the two of them. They could not see what was going on inside, but the booming sounds shook the sky and earth.
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