"Our Berserkers …" Su Ming cast Elder Feng a glance. He did not speak. He acknowledged those words, but there was an indescribably complicated feeling in his heart. That complicated feeling came from the new name of Tai Ci Family's Progenitor.
Berserker Seed No.4.
If there was a No.4, then perhaps there was no No.5 or No.6, but there was definitely a No.3, No.2, and … No.1.
Who were they..?
'With Lie Shan Xiu's intellect and methods, if he wanted to scheme against me, then perhaps I … would be one of those No.1. ' Su Ming's expression was calm, and not a single hint of his thoughts could be seen. All of this was just his guess. Perhaps it was true, and perhaps it was false.
It was just like how a person could not have the heart to harm others, but they had to be wary of others, because … this was the world of cultivation. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. This was a cruel era where one wrong step would cause them to be doomed for eternity.
Elder Feng walked in the world, and Su Ming was by his side. The two of them walked in the air and moved forward slowly. Yu Rou, the Duke of Crimson Flame, and the black and yellow dogs followed behind them as they charged forward.
"More than half of the members of each family in this land and Black Ink Planet have a Berserker Seed planted in them. In a subtle manner, they no longer think of themselves as cultivators, but have accepted the title of Berserker," Elder Feng said slowly, and his voice echoed in the wind.
"We control eight-tenths of the trades between Black Ink Planet and the outside world every year. We can decide how much of a certain item is traded. If we control this place, then we control a lifeline between Divine Essence Star Ocean and the four Great True Worlds.
"The competition for resources has never decreased. Every once in a while, a force of power from the outside world will come to snatch Black Ink Planet's resources. "Take this Tai Ci Family for example. They were a branch of people who came from the Shaman Dao from the other worlds in the past, but we secretly split them up and crippled them here. Up to this day … even if their people did not provoke you, we would have wiped them off the face of the earth before long." Elder Feng's voice echoed in the world. He brought Su Ming past mountains, past rivers, and past plains.
"Don't you think that you don't feel too unfamiliar after you came to Black Ink Planet?" As Elder Feng moved forward, he turned his head around and looked at Su Ming with a smile.
"The mountains and rivers here, the plains here, the terrain here … If you look closely, you will see … that everything has been modified. It has been modified … into the Berserkers' world in our memories." Once Elder Feng finished speaking, he no longer spoke, but instead looked at Su Ming quietly.
Su Ming fell silent. He had been observing this since the beginning, and he could already see some clues as to what was going on. It was just as Elder Feng had said … there were certain parts of the landscape that gave him a sense of déjà vu.
"In the distance is Ink Kirin City. The rules of the Ink Family there are strict, and they are also … the family we have the weakest control over. They are the core race of the alien races from Divine Essence Star Ocean. They … have their own pride. As he walked, Su Ming saw far too many families. At that moment, Elder Feng's voice reached his ears. Su Ming looked in the direction of his gaze, and he saw … a gigantic city of strange beasts in the distance!
It was a gigantic black kirin, and it stood on the ground with its head lifted towards the sky. There was a nostalgic look on its face, as if it was looking at the sky and the planet in its home.
That black kirin was one million lis big, and at first glance, it looked as if there was no end to it. A great, mighty pressure spread out from it, and the strength of it was similar to that of a Master of Fate, Lives, and Death.
Elder Feng did not bring Su Ming to Black Ink Kirin City. Instead, once he circled around it, he brought Su Ming to practically the entire Black Ink Planet. Worldly Star Star City was among them.
In the end, when the sky gradually darkened, he brought Su Ming to a mountain range in Black Ink Planet. It was a mountain range that looked like the spine of a dragon, and it looked as if a sleeping dragon was lying dormant. The mountain was pitch black.
If anyone looked down from the sky, they would be able to vaguely see a person standing on one of the tallest mountains in the mountain range. That person was incredibly tall and built, and when he stood there, he gave off a presence that was even more towering than the mountain under his feet.
It was as if he was the center of everything in the area. Even the world in that area seemed to be different from the other areas. It gave off a slightly sunken feeling, as if it was … worshiping this person.
Su Ming could only vaguely see that person's back, but as he and Elder Feng got closer, that back slowly became clearer. When it became completely clear, a complicated look appeared on Su Ming's face.
Because … this was not a living person, but a stone statue.
Lie Shan Xiu's … stone statue!
Elder Feng descended and stood beside the stone statue. Su Ming stood there quietly. His gaze fell on the stone statue, and he did not say a single word.
After a long while, Elder Feng sighed softly and said calmly to Su Ming, "You're too late."
"This isn't a stone statue. Eight thousand years ago, Lord Lie Shan stood here and watched the sun rise and set. He seemed to be thinking about something. Three years later, his body turned into a stone statue. His soul disappeared without a trace, and his life force disappeared without a trace."
"But before his soul disappeared, Elder Yu and I heard the Lord God of Berserkers' divine thought.
"He told us that he went … to a place that could decide the fate of the Berserkers. He might never return, and if he did not return in ten thousand years, then everything he created would belong to the God of Berserkers who would come in the future.
"If that God of Berserkers wants to search for him, then … it will be a battle between the Gods of Berserkers!
"I don't quite understand what the Lord God of Berserkers is referring to, but I believe that you should understand." Elder Feng remained silent for a moment, then cast Su Ming a profound look before he took a few steps back and sat down several thousands of feet away. He closed his eyes and no longer spoke.
Su Ming's expression remained as calm as ever. No one could tell what he was thinking. When Elder Feng moved back, he lifted his head and looked at the statue before him. He walked over, and on the statue, he saw Lie Shan Xiu's face.
It was a face filled with an ancient air and filled with an awe-inspiring righteousness. Even if he had turned into a stone statue, the profound look in his eyes could still be seen clearly. When Su Ming looked at the statue, he sensed a sorrowful feeling.
Lie Shan Xiu looked at the sky, as if he was thinking about something.
He looked at Lie Shan Xiu. This was the image Su Ming had of Lie Shan Xiu in his heart, not the despicable and despicable Berserker Seed he had seen previously.
After a long while, Su Ming mumbled in a voice that only he could hear, "You're giving me the right to choose..?"
The words Lie Shan Xiu left behind were not complicated. They were very straightforward. Elder Feng was lying when he said that he did not understand. He just did not want to understand. The answer was not something he could decide, but a path that only those who had the right to decide could choose.
Only the God of Berserkers had the right to walk down this path.
It did not matter whether it was the first, the second, the third, or the fourth … As long as they obtained the acknowledgement of the land of Berserkers and the hearts of the Berserkers … then they would have the right to walk down this path.
Time trickled by. Su Ming continued looking at Lie Shan Xiu's statue. When the night passed and the sky brightened up once again, Su Ming stood beside the statue and lifted his head to look at the sky.
His actions were exactly the same as Lie Shan Xiu's statue. He might not be as tall and built as Lie Shan Xiu, but when he stood there, he still gave off a feeling that the world was beneath his feet.
He just looked at the sky, silently looking at it.
One day, two days, three days …
Gradually, more people arrived quietly from the mountain range. The first to arrive was the old man Su Ming had seen sitting on the gigantic octopus on the screen of light. He was the Rain General, one of the four Generals of Wind, Jade, Thunder, and Fog.
His old appearance was incredibly similar to Feng Lai. He arrived calmly and sat down quietly beside Elder Feng. The two of them did not speak, but simply sat there as if they were waiting for Su Ming to make his choice.
As time passed, many people appeared behind them. All of them were old men, and they were all highly respected members of the Lie Shan Family. They rarely ventured out, but now … all of them had come to this place. They looked at Su Ming's back with complicated expressions, then chose to sit down cross-legged and wait for him to continue.
Half a month later, there were nearly a hundred people waiting. Their gazes were gathered on Su Ming, but he could no longer notice them. He looked at the sky and wondered what Lie Shan Xiu had been looking at all those years ago.
He continued looking at the sky for half a month and saw the sun rise and set a dozen something times, but he did not have an answer. When another half a month went by, Su Ming looked at the sky, and in a daze, he suddenly came to an understanding.
There was nothing in the sky. Lie Shan Xiu had not been looking at the sky in the past, but had been looking … at himself … at his heart. He was hesitating, thinking about something.
"The competition between the Gods of Berserkers …" Su Ming said softly.
"But I don't want to fight for it." Su Ming looked at the sky.
"If you don't fight for it, if you don't come back after another two thousand years, then leave everything here to me … Is this what you want to tell me? Is this your choice?
"But why do I have a feeling that all of this is just an illusion? All of this isn't your true choice. Your final choice is for me to fight against you …" Su Ming sighed. He slowly lowered his head from looking at the sky and turned around. His gaze fell on the Berserkers several thousands of feet behind him.
He was looking at them, and they were also looking at him.
Both sides were silent.
"Tell me, who is the third Berserker Seed?" Su Ming asked languidly.
"The prodigy of the Heaven Snatchers from the Barren Lands of Divine Essence twenty thousand years ago." The one who answered Su Ming was Elder Feng.
"What about the second?" Su Ming asked.
"One of the forces of power from the four Great True Worlds keeping a lookout over the barren lands … is a cultivator from True Morning Dao World," Elder Yu said hoarsely. This was the first time he spoke, and wherever his voice traveled to, it was as if there was water vapor spreading out.
Su Ming remained silent for a moment before he asked faintly, "Who is the first?"
Once he spoke, Elder Feng and Elder Yu cast their gazes on Su Ming at the same time. However, Su Ming was standing beside Lie Shan Xiu's statue, and because of that, their gazes also landed on the statue, perhaps by coincidence. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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