Su Ming's words immediately caused the expressions of all the cultivators in the auction hall to change. It was especially so for the old guest from the Tai Ci Family and the young man. Disbelief appeared on their faces.
They believed that Su Ming was a member of the Yu Family, so his bow was equivalent to him forming an alliance with the Lie Shan Family. Even if the Tai Ci Family did not seem to care about the alliance between two middle-sized families … they were, after all, in Lie Shan Family's auction hall.
"Fellow Daoist, so you are old friends with the Lie Shan Family. It's a misunderstanding … a misunderstanding …" The old guest from the Tai Ci Family immediately let out a fake cough and laughed before wrapping his fist in his palm towards Su Ming.
"This is the fault of the Tai Ci Family. I hope that the Yu Family and Lie Shan Family will not mind … I …" The old guest from the Tai Ci Family reacted quickly and quickly laughed, putting on a humble front. In his mind, the Lie Shan Family should not kill the two of them. After all … it was not worth it.
Yet before he could finish speaking, Elder Feng frowned, standing before Su Ming.
"Noisy!" A cold and dark voice tumbled out of Elder Feng's mouth, and it immediately turned into a thunderous roar. When it reverberated in the auction hall, it shook the old man from the Tai Ci Family so much that his heart trembled. Blood also flowed out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He staggered a few steps backwards, and his face instantly turned stark pale.
The young man beside him also had fear on his face. He trembled even more violently. He was afraid. This could be said to be the first time he had truly felt fear since he was born. He suddenly felt incredibly regretful, but it was already too late. He did not know why the Lie Shan Family had kept him around, and he still could not believe that the Lie Shan Family would dare to wage war against the Tai Ci Family.
"There is only one person in the world and the boundless universe who can call me Teacher. That person might be you, but perhaps … it might not be you." Elder Feng looked at Su Ming. There was still a smile on his face, but there was a hint of uncertainty hidden in the depths of his eyes, causing him to be unable to truly determine Su Ming's identity.
This was practically impossible in his eyes, because if Su Ming was the scion found by the projection he had left in the land of Berserkers, then he would definitely be able to sense Su Ming very clearly … but while he could sense Su Ming at that moment, there was also a hint of a mighty pressure that caused even his Qi and blood to tumble faintly in his body.
Elder Feng could not help but wonder what was going on.
"You'll know once you try." Once Su Ming wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed once again, he stood up straight and lifted his right hand slowly. His fingers were pointed upwards as if he was holding something in the air.
Elder Feng's eyes lit up, and as his smile became even more kind, he lifted his right hand as well. By the looks of it, his actions were exactly the same as Su Ming's.
This scene immediately attracted the gazes of the people in the area, especially the members of the Lie Shan Family. They stared at Su Ming without blinking. When they saw that Su Ming and Elder Feng's actions were exactly the same, most of them remembered the words Elder Feng had said about his disciple in the past.
"Kai Yang!" Su Ming lifted his head swiftly and seized the air above him with his right hand. Immediately, an endless amount of violent wind appeared out of nowhere in the auction hall. As it howled, it gathered on Su Ming's right hand. When anyone looked over, it looked as if Su Ming's right hand had turned into the eye of a typhoon. The violent wind spun swiftly in his hand, and a vast amount of power spread out from it.
"Kai Yang." As Elder Feng smiled, he also spoke. He swung his right hand casually, and a whirlwind that was exactly the same as the eye of the typhoon in Su Ming's right hand appeared in his right hand.
The two of them took a step forward at the same time and closed in on each other in the span of a breath.
Boom!
A loud bang instantly reverberated in all directions. It was a clash between two Yang Kai Yang Kai Berserkers. It was a spar between the previous Wind Berserker and the current Wind Berserker. It was … a test between the scions and the scions!
In the midst of the booming sounds, Su Ming was forced back several hundreds of feet. A brilliant light shone in his eyes, and he looked at Elder Feng, who was several hundreds of feet away from him. He lifted his right hand and hurled a punch towards the air above the auction hall. At the instant he did so, he swiftly rushed forward.
Su Ming did not move in a straight line. When he rushed forward, he started spinning. He spun in circles, and the instant he did so, the number of people watching him could no longer be counted. As he did so, layers of violent gusts of wind let out furious howls, and with Su Ming as the center, they started spinning swiftly in the direction he was spinning.
At the same time, a wave of hot air spread out from Su Ming's body as he spun around. It was swept into the vortex of wind and started spreading outwards. Yet at that moment, the punch Su Ming had thrown just now had stirred up a large amount of freezing air for some unknown reason. That freezing air and the hot air underneath were centered around the vortex of wind. One of them rose, and the other sank. At the instant they crashed into each other, Su Ming's voice and the roaring wind traveled forth at the same time.
"Yin … Burial!"
Elder Feng laughed loudly, and his laughter was filled with joy that came from the depths of his heart. He lifted his left hand and swung it casually above his head. Immediately, freezing air spread outwards with his left hand as the center. He swung his right hand downwards as well, and hot air instantly spread out from his right hand. As he brought his hands together before him, hot and cold air instantly intersected with each other, and wind … appeared!
"You haven't mastered the Burial of Darkness yet. You've only grasped a small part of it. You haven't understood its essence. Looks like you haven't been training seriously." Elder Feng put his hands together, and wind roared.
"Watch closely. This is … the Burial of Darkness!" Elder Feng opened his joined hands, and at the same time, a ball of wind that was spinning rapidly grew within his hands.
As he pushed forward, the ball of wind charged towards Su Ming and crashed into the windstorm formed by Su Ming's Burial of Darkness.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Three loud bangs shook the entire auction hall. Su Ming was also forced back a hundred something feet each time those bangs rang out. The Burial of Darkness around him completely shattered, and once the ball of wind Elder Feng pushed out destroyed all of it, it closed in on Su Ming. However, by the looks of it, it did not seem like it wanted to harm him. Instead, once it touched the center of Su Ming's brows, it would disappear on its own. This was a clear sign that Elder Feng was slightly displeased with Su Ming's Three Styles Wind Separation and wanted to teach him a lesson.
It was as if a senior wanted to punish a junior who was not training seriously.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He was the Wind Berserker, but his other identity was the fourth God of Berserkers, and his other identity was the Ecang clone in the universe. In fact, he was even a direct descendant of the Abyss Builders.
Besides being the Wind Berserker, all of these identities did not allow Su Ming to let the ball of wind land at the center of his brows. That was why as his eyes sparkled, Su Ming did not move back. Instead, at the instant the ball of wind closed in on him, the sun, moon, and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes, along with a layer of Divine Essence Runic Symbols. As they fused together, they stirred up the strange power that came from the Three Gates of Heavenly Dao that had fused into his Illusion of Stars, Sun, and Moon.
"Under normal circumstances, I cannot cast Wind Separation, but with my divine ability, I can … cast an Art that is similar to Wind Separation!" As Su Ming spoke calmly, the sun and moon in his eyes abruptly shone brightly.
With a bang, with Su Ming as the center, as the sun and moon shone brightly and as stars appeared under his feet, the thousands of people in the auction hall felt their hearts roar. Their vision instantly became blurry, and they had the misconception that the world had turned upside down and they had been forcefully dragged into some sort of dimension.
The world they saw was different at that moment. It was a world created based on the memories they did not want to recall the most, causing all the people in the auction hall to sink into it against their will.
"Sun, moon, and stars, Wind Separation," Su Ming said softly. The ball of wind before him came to an abrupt halt at that instant. It was only a few inches away from Su Ming, but those few inches seemed to have turned into a ravine that could not be crossed.
The true Wind Separation could make the world in which the person was located … because he was the progenitor of wind, which was why with just a single thought, he could make the entire universe void of wind.
It was like a world.
This was something Su Ming could not do, but with the Illusion of Stars, Sun, and Moon working together with the strange power from the Three Gates of Heavenly Dao, he could create an illusory world. This illusory world was an illusion, and within it, he could make … no wind.
If that was all, then an illusion would just be an illusion. Everything would still be fake, but the power contained within the Three Gates of Heavenly Dao was something that Su Ming still could not completely grasp and understand. It was … a strange power that could turn illusions into reality and illusions into reality.
Because of it, Su Ming's illusion would no longer be completely illusory. There would be a hint of reality contained within it.
Su Ming was not the key to determining whether the illusion was real or not, but the thousands of people in it. As long as most of these people believed that the illusion was real … then this place would be real!
All of this might sound abstruse, but in truth, even Su Ming was still in the process of figuring out this Art. It could be said that this was the first time he truly executed it.
Su Ming could not maintain this Art for long. He did not know whether it was a coincidence, but he could only last for three breaths when he executed this Art.
The three breaths ended in an instant, and the world before everyone's eyes shattered. When everything returned to normal, most of the people in the area had dazed expressions on their faces. Only Elder Feng's eyes shone brilliantly as he looked at Su Ming. The ball of wind before Su Ming had disappeared.
"This is another Wind Separation Art I've seen. You … are not bad, very good. The Dao of Dao is ever-changing, and there are plenty of changes in it. It doesn't mean that only my epiphany is correct, but the one that suits me the most is the correct path.
"The Wind Separation Art you modified is very good!" A smile gradually appeared on Elder Feng's face. That smile was filled with happiness, and it had been tens of thousands of years since he had felt this happy.
As he smiled, Elder Feng shook his head, and his expression swiftly became stern. He even took a few steps back and looked at Su Ming with rapt attention. Then, he slowly wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply towards him.
"I, the Wind Berserker of the Berserkers, greet … the God of Berserkers! Sir, may I know which God of Berserkers you are? " "If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation."
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