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Chapter 683: Elder!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A race should have a soul!
A race without a soul was bound to die out!
The Berserkers' soul had gradually faded away and died as the first God of Berserkers left, as the second God of Berserkers was torn apart, and the third God of Berserkers disappeared.
The only thing left behind was bewilderment and a sickly illusion. The Berserkers lived in the glory that existed in ancient scrolls and refused to wake up. Perhaps more accurately speaking… they could not accept the state of decline their race was currently going through.
The Berserkers were indeed no longer the race that had the worship of all worlds under the first God of Berserkers' rule… It was like an old man who had one foot in his grave and was walking down the final stretch of his life.
The separation of the continents, the inability to continue their culture, the inner strife caused by the Shamans' betrayal, and the permeation brought by the numerous Immortals who descended over the years had caused the Berserkers to fall apart, leaving behind only an empty shell.
Even their level of cultivation was eternally stuck at the Berserker Soul Realm and they could not enter the next Realm. As time passed by, this race began to gradually be unable to catch up to their history, and they were slowly… abandoned by time.
Would such a race still have a soul? No, it no longer possessed one, because it had already died!
Its past glory only remained in the moaning notes of a xun. Its past prosperity had also been destroyed and turned into emptiness. It was a skeleton burning in flames, and it was destined to only be a comforting dream. It could let her people's blood burn, but it would be difficult for it to set fire to its people's souls!
The Immortals' Nine Planetary Punishment was the guillotine hanging over the necks of the people in this world!
Perhaps this guillotine should have fallen a long time ago… but no matter what, this was the land of Berserkers that had been worshipped by worlds in the past, and a person who had made all Immortals bow their heads to him and made Sacred Morning Dao World tremble before him had been born in this world.
Lie Shan Xiu!
This was his hometown… and even though he had gone missing a long time ago, he… might perhaps not be dead! Perhaps he would come back one of these days.
Even if he did not return, he had left behind priceless treasures in the world of Berserkers to protect his people, and had also left behind… the Berserkers' law, which was much stronger than all his various priceless treasures!
This law was also Yin Death Region's law. Under this law, all those who descended to the world would find their power weakened without bounds. If it was not for this law, then the Berserkers… might have disappeared in time a long time ago.
However, these were all just external forces. If a race was void of a soul, then it was still walking only towards extinction.
What is a soul? Su Ming had no knowledge about it, but the roars echoing in his ears and the warmth as well as the powerful emotion he felt in his heart allowed him to understand something.
Perhaps these roars, these declarations to die together, and the state of their blood being set on fire had allowed… a shred of the Berserkers' soul to bloom!
They were afraid of death, but they quelled their terror and faced death bravely without turning back. If the people's soul had already disappeared, if the race itself had already been cast aside by time, then… if he could not make his people rise once more, he would… die with his race!
The declarations of dying with the God of Berserkers might not have even been aimed at Su Ming… but toward all the Berserkers!
They would die with the Berserkers!
The roars from these twenty thousand people, their shouts that shook the sky and earth turned into the strongest howls in the world at that moment. Madness could be heard in their voices, and it was an outburst that was born after being oppressed for an innumerable amount of years. Under this outburst… why should death even matter to them?!
Under this outburst and under this will to rather die with the Berserkers, the emotion Su Ming felt in his heart made a warmth bloom in his body. It was one that he had never experienced before, and it had nothing to do with any sort of love. This was… the shoots of the newly born Berserkers' soul!
This soul was no longer the Berserkers' soul of the past. It was a soul born from the unwillingness to accept fate even in the midst of destruction, a madness born from being empty… and a determination to die in glory rather than live in dishonor!
This soul had no form. It could not be seen, could not be touched, but during that instant, the tens of thousands of Immortals on the ground could strongly sense a will from the twenty thousand people in the sky that seemed as if they could rise from ashes and crush everything!
Ji An's face turned pale. He took a few staggering steps backwards. At the level of cultivation he was, he could see the hints of what was going on with just a glance. As he watched the twenty thousand Berserkers roar and saw their wills erupting with loud booms, his expression changed rapidly.
'The Berserkers' soul…'
The black-robed Di Tian's expression changed immediately. He had also not expected that the Nine Planetary Punishment he executed would cause these twenty thousand Berserkers to show signs of forming a soul.
This sign was a form of belief and a worship. It was also a form of determination. Once this sort of resolution appeared within a race, then it would become incredibly terrifying in the future. It was a racial soul that no form of power could destroy.
Unless… all the descendants of that race were killed off, and none remained!
'These twenty thousand people are seeds. If they don't die in this disaster, once they spread out, they will spread the seeds of this Berserkers' soul throughout the entire world of Berserkers, and they will affect all those with Berserker blood. At that time… the Berserkers will be like a race that opened its eyes, having woken up after sleeping for tens of thousands of years!
'I absolutely can not let this happen. These people… must all die!'
A glint appeared in Di Tian's eyes, and he bit the tip of his tongue to cough up another mouthful of blood before he lifted his right hand and swung it at the air. The golden drops of blood charged towards the vortex in the sky, and as it rumbled, piercing light erupted once more from the nine cultivation planets that kept watch over Yin Death Region beyond Yin Death Fog, and another nine powerful rays of light descended with loud booming sounds.
Yet at the moment these nine rays of light shot through Yin Death Fog and were just about to charge into the world of Berserkers, a moaning note of a xun suddenly rang through the world of Berserkers, coming from Yin Death Fog in the vortex!
The notes of that xun begun ringing incredibly abruptly, and they sounded like the weeping of the Berserkers. The notes of that song reverberated in the air, and it caused the nine powerful rays of light to freeze at the instant they descended. At that instant, the entire universe and the world that was within Yin Death Region looked as if they had stopped moving.
The second batch of light also stopped moving, and so did the seventh ray of Punishment which was located right above Su Ming and which Xing Gan as well as a large number of Berserkers wanted to block!
Everything seemed to have instantly come to a halt. The only thing that existed was the moaning song of the xun. It echoed in the world, and at the instant the notes from the song fell into Su Ming's ears, he lifted his head slowly and looked towards the sky.
He was familiar with this song. He had heard it several times before, and the last time he heard it was before his battle against Di Tian's clone. The previous time before the last… was when he was looking at an old man, and he had played this song before Su Ming.
The old man's face appeared in Su Ming's head, but suddenly, he found that he could not remember how the old man looked. His breathing quickened, and to his shock, he noticed a fact that he had never realized before!
The old man's face… seemed to be different every single time Su Ming saw him. The only thing that remained clear in Su Ming's face was his actions, which looked like those of a blind man.
It was blatantly obvious that this old man had a different appearance every single time Su Ming ran into him, but only at this moment did Su Ming notice it. This was an incredibly strange matter, and it allowed him to understand a lot of things.
"A soul has finally appeared among us Berserkers. How can I just let you destroy it?!" An ancient voice that seemed to have lived through an endless amount of time came from the fog in the vortex. Once it started speaking, the moaning notes of the xun started echoing in the air even more animatedly.
The black-robed Di Tian's pupils shrank swiftly. This was the first time he had heard this voice, but it was not the first time he sensed the presence that now came from the vortex!!
It was this presence that had made him not dare to send his magical body to the land for years. It was also this presence that had given him that faint sense of danger!
"Who are you?!" Di Tian took a step forward. When he lifted his right hand, his fingers shattered and turned into five blood arrows that charged into Yin Death Vortex.
These five blood arrows immediately turned into five blood dragons that fused together as they roared ferociously, transforming into a five-headed beast of blood that charged into the vortex. A booming sound surged into the sky.
In the midst of that noise, Yin Death Vortex looked as if it had crumbled and started spreading outwards swiftly. At the instant it spread out… a person in white was revealed within!
That person was an old man with dull eyes. His face was different in everyone's eyes, and in fact, his face would also change every single time anyone looking at him blinked.
However… there were very few who noticed this. It was as if their minds had automatically ignored the fact that his face was constantly changing.
At the instant Su Ming saw the old man, he recognized him. This was the old xun maker!
However, this time, once he saw the old man's face clearly, he found his heart trembling violently. The amount of shock he felt was something he had never experienced before. Even when he learned that the world of Berserkers was really Yin Death World, the amount of shock he felt could not hope to compare to what he was feeling now.
He felt as if there thousands of lightning bolts crackling in his head, and all of them were roaring at the same time. His mind instantly turned chaotic and his body shuddered violently. He was stunned, unable to think, and the only thing remaining before his eyes was the old man's face.
He did not dare blink. He was afraid that if he blinked, the old man's face would change once again, and the face that was making him tremble would go away.
That face was the one that had left the deepest mark in his memories. That smile was the most difficult thing for him to forget in his life. All of these things caused Su Ming's soul to become empty, clear of all confusion.
"Elder…" Su Ming mumbled, and right after he mumbled these words, he let out a shocking cry. "Elder!"
The old man's face before Su Ming's eyes at that moment… was the one that belonged to Dark Mountain Tribe's Elder. He was Mo Sang, Su Ming's… elder!
Chapter 684: One Point!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Humans would usually describe time passing as something that happened in the blink of an eye. They would usually say something akin to "Many years have passed by in the blink of an eye." This was a metaphor, because time was short, resulting in most people finding that it was already too late by the time they wanted to treasure it.
This was an expression of regret after time passed. It was a thought that would appear after something had happened, and they would find themselves reminiscing over the time they had not cherished.
But for Su Ming, it was the opposite!
He did not dare blink, because he knew that if he blinked even once, he would no longer be able to see the same face. One blink, and time would pass. The reluctance to part before the eventual parting made Su Ming feel tears well up in his eyes as he stared at the affectionate smile and familiar wrinkles in the sky.
"You… suffered…" the old man said in a hoarse voice. Su Ming trembled, but he could not say even a single word.
"You're Mo Sang… No, you're not Mo Sang…" The black- robed Di Tian stared at the old man in the sky and uttered these two conflicting sentences. Almost at the moment he finished speaking, a glint appeared in his eyes. He swiftly lifted his right hand. His previously destroyed fingers had recovered, and Di Tian seized the air in the direction towards the sky.
"I understand now… but you're just a Yin Death Soul. Even if you've mastered the power of Yin Death and became an undying and imperishable existence… You can only do so here!" The black-robed Di Tian's words were a little jerky and difficult to understand. Once they were voiced and he lifted his right hand, a ball of fire started burning the black-robed Di Tian's body.
He was… burning his magical body!
The act of the black-robed Di Tian burning his magical body was telling enough that he was incredibly wary of the old man who had walked out of Yin Death Fog. He almost instantly let out a low roar that reverberated through the area.
"I won't be able to kill you here, but I can seal you… Immortals' planets, send Yin Death downwards!" As Di Tian seized the air, a string of complicated and difficult incantations tumbled out of his mouth. At the same time, the flames burning his body became even stronger, and his legs disappeared straight away.
As they vanished, a boom immediately surged into the sky from the vortex. Muffled, it traveled through the air. Then, four out of the nine cultivation planets in the Immortals' galaxy that keep watch over the world of Berserkers beyond the vortex changed their trajectory!
A powerful white light erupted from the four gigantic cultivation planets. Once they changed their trajectory… they swiftly charged towards Yin Death Vortex!!
This was Di Tian assimilating with the power from the cultivation planets by burning his magical body. With the descent of the cultivation planets, the power needed to suppress the old xun maker erupted forward.
With a loud rumble, one of the four cultivation planets sank its body sink into Yin Death Fog. All those who were watching could clearly see that it was sinking rapidly. Within an instant, it disappeared without a trace, just like a gigantic stone that had sank into the depths of a river.
The other three cultivation plants sank into the fog one after another, right behind that first planet as loud banging sounds rang in the galaxy.
At the same time, all those within the land of Berserkers lifted their heads and looked upwards. The fog in the sky was churning so violently that it had already surpassed the level of activity it had when the powerful rays of light shot through earlier. At that moment, the fog in the sky was roaring like a raging sea. At the instant that happened, a gigantic cultivation planet appeared within the fog in the sky.
The fog started spreading madly in all directions. The cultivation planet that was so big it would be difficult to describe its size with words replaced the whole sky. A curved edge appeared, and all those in the world of Berserkers could see the mountains and seas on it, as well as the shocking pressure that was coming from it.
That was… a planet descending into the world of Berserkers!
No matter where any person was, as long as they were in the land of Berserkers, they would be able to see the cultivation planet that had revealed a small arc of itself in the sky!!=
Eastern Wastelands trembled. The Dead Sea roared. The entire land of Berserkers started showing signs of collapse as this cultivation planet descended. During that instant, booming sounds that reverberated through the entire world of Berserkers traveled into the air, and right before everyone's eyes… there appeared other arching edges that belonged to three other cultivation planets!
There were four cultivation planets in total, and they had completely occupied the sky, shocking everyone who saw them.
If these four cultivation planets exploded at that moment, then the entire world of Berserkers… would no longer exist. The Dead Sea would completely dry up, and Yin Death Region might even end up turning into a gigantic pit.
"I'd like to see you stopping me from killing the person I want to kill and destroying the soul I want evaporated!" There was only a small portion of Di Tian's body that remained as he continued burning it. He laughed madly and lifted his arms to swing at the four cultivation planets that were now occupying most of the Berserkers' sky.
The four cultivation planets that had revealed their edges let out rumbling sounds and sank down, but no matter how fast they were, since they were too big, they looked as if they were sinking down slowly. It was the same no matter from where on the land of the Berserkers a person watched them.
As they descended and the circumferential area grew larger, Eastern Wastelands showed signs of collapse.
At that moment, a sigh echoed in the area. The person who let out this sigh was the old xun maker. At that instant, his body grew endlessly larger before everyone's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a gigantic figure that could hold up the world.
That body was a mere illusion, and everything within him was made up of thick Yin Death Aura. It was as if his existence was formed by it alone. Once he supported the sky, his gigantic body changed once again with a bang.
He turned… into a piece of cloth that had no bounds!
The blue cloth was the color of the sky. As it tumbled about, it covered the entire Berserkers' sky and charged towards the four cultivation planets, enveloping them within.
Su Ming had never blinked, not even once, and he still did not blink when the old man turned into the cloth that was the sky and covered everything, also blocking Su Ming's gaze. Due to this, he was... no longer able to see that familiar face.
It was also at that moment that the black-robed Di Tian turned to look at Su Ming. He only had a head remaining after even his arms disappeared as his body burned.
"Su Ming, no one will be able to save you anymore… I've prepared a divine ability specifically for you. You'll like it a lot. You'll like it really much… And I will end this farce with this Art!"
At the instant a cold sneer appeared at the corners of Di Tian's lips, a powerful dark light erupted from his eyes.
That dark light spread out instantly. It covered the entire blue sky that was formed by the old xun maker's body, causing the whole sky to turn dark.
But it was not complete darkness. There were sparkling stars in the sky, and each of these stars were like Di Tian's eyes. At the same time a chilling light shone from those stars, they seemed to connect to form…
A gigantic face!
Su Ming's heart trembled violently. He felt as if every single person around him had disappeared. It did not matter whether they were Berserkers or Immortals, only Su Ming himself remained in the entire world under the sky.
He stood there and looked at the human face formed by the stars. At the instant he saw it, a loud bang rang out in Su Ming's mind.
How could he possibly forget this sky? How could he possibly forget this ancient face that was formed by the stars?
"Su Ming, remember this sky..." The final divine ability his elder had cast all those years ago in Dark Mountain seemed to be echoing in Su Ming's ears. It was a divine ability that made a flag cover the entire sky.
It was the same sky, the same face, just like how it was in his memories…
That face was incredibly similar to Su Ming's, but it was a lot older than his. However, there was no gentleness in its eyes. There was only an overbearing look, as well as a murderous, bloodthirsty glare!
He looked at Su Ming, and Su Ming was also looking at him.
"Do you want… to return to Dark Mountain?" The face in the sky gradually opened his mouth and let out a voice that sounded like thunder booming. It echoed in the air and fell into Su Ming's ears, shaking his soul.
"Do you want… to see your elder..?"
"Do you want… to fulfill your promise to Bai Ling..?"
"Do you want… to see Dark Mountain's sky once again..?" The voice grew louder with each question. Eventually it became part of the world, causing perplexity to appear in Su Ming's soul as it trembled.
"Do you want… to return to the past..?"
"Do you want… to restart from the beginning..?" When that voice asked this question, a powerful ray of starlight erupted from the sky. It spread out and covered the land, causing the world to turn muddled before it started repeating itself in a loop.
"A thousand years of reincarnations. A thousand years of destiny. A thousand years…" The voice and its overbearing pressure gradually weakened. Eventually, it became so faint that it was barely noticeable. Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. A deep wave of fatigue turned into a whirlpool within his soul that drowned his consciousness and… submerged everything about him.
A loud boom that shook the sky and earth surged up toward Su Ming's ears, and he instinctively opened his eyes. The fatigue that was spreading through all of his body made him unable to help himself, and he closed his eyes at the instant he reopened them.
However, right at the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of blue sky, he saw that the now incomplete Dark Mountain only had four summits, and Black Flame Mountain no longer had any summit.
He also saw… Black Mountain Tribe's Elder, who should have been dragged into the void.
There was also… the familiar figure of his elder, who was originally standing on the mountain before he fell down in the midst of his exhaustion!
"This is… the past…" Su Ming mumbled. This was the final scene he saw before he closed his eyes once again.
This time, after he closed his eyes, Su Ming felt that he had a very long dream. In his dream, he saw himself going to a place called South Morning. Over there, he came to a place named ninth summit, which he called his home. He had three senior brothers and a strange Master who liked to change his clothes often.
He also went to Eastern Wastelands and became the God of Berserkers…
When Su Ming opened his eyes, he woke up from this dream and found himself lying on a small bed. Everything around him was incredibly unfamiliar.
"You're awake…" A familiar voice reached Su Ming's ears. It came from a pale looking teenager, who was… Bei Ling.
Chapter 685: Sixty Years
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
So… it was all just a dream.
However, the world in his dream had been so real. South Morning's ninth summit had been so warm. The concern shown by his senior brother Hu Zi, his second senior brother, and his eldest senior brother would filled his whole entire body with warmth when he recalled it, and he would miss it dearly, in a manner which he could not describe.
So… those were all just part of the dream…
He had not been swept into the void above Dark Mountain. His elder had not disappeared. He had never gone to… South Morning, and neither did he have a Master called Tian Xie Zi.
So… it was really just a dream…
He had not entered Freezing Sky Clan and neither had he gone to the World of Nine Yin. He did not meet with any Shamans either, much less witnessed the Catastrophe of the Eastern Wastelands. Neither did he form all that amount of enmity towards that man called Di Tian.
He did not attain great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm in the end as well, and he did not become… the God of Berserkers.
"This dream lasted so long…" Su Ming mumbled as he leaned against a dried up tree in the region Wind Stream Tribe had given to Dark Mountain Tribe. He sat there and looked into the distance. The wind from the horizon sounded as if it was moaning, and as it blew on his body, it made him instinctively feel a little cold.
'In my dream, I saw all those familiar faces. Bei Ling, Chen Xin, Wu La, and the others… I saw the Immortals, Shamans, Berserkers, the old xun maker, and Yin Death Region." Su Ming sighed softly.
'Was it really… just a dream?' He lifted his head and looked at the flying snow in the sky. A dazed look appeared in his eyes.
Right behind Su Ming was a tribe that was no longer whole. His tribe members who had migrated from Dark Mountain had lost their families and their home. They could only be affiliated to Wind Stream Tribe within the tribe's area.
The elder was gravely injured, and he was in still in a state of unconsciousness.
Lei Chen left. Su Ming had no idea where he went. Perhaps he would return some day. Perhaps…
Wu La died. Nan Song died. Many of his tribe members had already turned into corpses. Waves of sorrow filled the entire tribe, and they were so heavy that it made Su Ming's breathing freeze a little.
Shan Hen had also died. He died in Su Ming's hands, and Su Ming lowered his head and looked at his own hands, staying silent.
The little girl called Tong Tong was curled in a corner of the tribe behind him. She was hugging a broken doll, and tears were falling down her cheeks.
"Su Ming, we're about to start." In the midst of his silence, a deep voice reached him from his side. That voice belonged to Bei Ling, and he was walking towards Su Ming with a pale face, stopping under the tree Su Ming was sitting on.
Su Ming looked at Bei Ling. In his dream, he saw that this person was an Immortal, and he belonged to Great Leaf Immortal Sect. He was Di Tian's disciple, but that was… just a dream, was it not..?
Su Ming shook his head and jumped down from the tree.
A funeral service to make offerings to the deceased in Dark Mountain Tribe was held in the tribe in the midst of the tribe members' grief and silent cries. The burning flames danced about in a strange, distorted fashion. Arranged neatly within those flames… were the corpses of all those from Dark Mountain Tribe. Those were all the remains they had managed to retrieve of their deceased.
Most of these corpses were incomplete. There were few that were whole. The flames licked the bodies. In the midst of the coldest blizzard during winter, all Dark Mountain tribe members silently knelt on the ground.
They looked at the flickering light from the burning flames and listened to the cracking sounds traveling through the air. All the silent cries of the tribe members turned into a depressing air, causing the area around them to become even colder.
Su Ming saw Wu La and many familiar faces within those flames, and a number of those that were less so.
The funeral service ended during the third midnight. Su Ming stood in his tribe and looked at the snow in the sky, then at the ground that was no longer dark due to the illumination of the snow. He saw a girl's figure standing there, as if she was waiting for him in silence.
It was Bai Ling.
The blizzard was strong, so strong that it seemed to have broken the world into fragments, and these pieces could no longer gather together to become one. In that snow, Su Ming walked towards Bai Ling and stood with her. They remained in silence. Neither of them spoke.
Bai Ling, who was dressed in white mink fur and who had snow on her dark black locks, was an incredibly breathtaking sight with her beautiful face in this snow. However, the concern and sadness in her eyes caused her to look at Su Ming with a dazed expression, and slowly, tears fell from her eyes.
"I'm about to leave… I'm going to a place far away. My parents have sent a message to have someone pick me up…"
Bai Ling bit her bottom lip and looked at Su Ming.
"Come with me," she whispered softly.
Anguish filled Su Ming's heart. He had lost a lot of his tribe members, and too many other things had slipped from his hands. He could not leave, but it was even more difficult for him to make Bai Ling stay. He… did not know what right he had to make her stay, preventing her from seeing her parents.
"Have… a safe trip." Su Ming remained silent for a long time before he whispered in anguish.
Almost at the instant he finished saying those words, Bai Ling walked up to him and hugged him gently. Then, a pair of icy cold lips and that face which Su Ming could never forget occupied his entire world.
Her lips were very cold, but there was a hint of warmth amid their chill. The anguish in the girl's tears had also fused together with that warmth to turn into this… kiss of farewell.
"Our promise still remains. It won't end in seven days, nor will it end in seven years. It will last for an eternity… Su Ming, I will wait for you. I will always, always wait for you…" Bai Ling turned around and ran into the distance. Su Ming could not see where her tears fell in the snow, but there was one drop that seemed to have fallen on his cheek.
It was as cold as the snow, and Su Ming could not tell whether it was really her tear or just snow.
He stood in the snow and continued standing there until he saw two vague shadows of tall figures appearing beside Bai Ling, and as if they were protecting her, they took her into the distance.
Su Ming could not describe how he felt in his heart. He remained silent for a long, long time.
Half a month after Bai Ling left, his elder regained consciousness.
The elder mentioned nothing about the fight against Black Mountain Tribe's Elder, and neither did Su Ming talk about it with anyone. As time passed by, the death of Black Mountain Tribe's Elder gradually turned into something of the past.
Su Ming could sense that his personality had changed. He was no longer lively and had gotten used to silence. The cheerful sounds in the tribe in the past had also disappeared. The sorrow brought by the loss of their loved ones had caused all of them to choose to become silent.
He started training day and night, began creating medicinal pills without stop so that his level of cultivation would increase. However, he would often still open his eyes as he meditated in the dark, and he would remember that dream.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed by.
Ten years could change many things. As the children grew up and time passed, the sorrow of ten years ago became incredibly faint. However, the people would still remember the devastating tragedy that occurred at that time every memorial day.
Dark Mountain Tribe had turned into an affiliated tribe of Wind Stream Tribe, because their elder… had already lost his power and become an old man who had one foot in his grave.
During these ten years, Su Ming stayed beside his elder, until the winter of the tenth year. That was a cold night. Freezing wind moaned in the air and blew against their tent, causing the lamp within the tent to flicker. His elder lay inside. At that moment, he was already incredibly old. He was looking at Su Ming, at the young man who had grown up before his eyes.
"I cannot continue staying by your side… La Su, don't be sad. This day was bound to come… Remember the things I told you in the past. Remember… Berserkers' Realm Mountain… You must find Berserkers' Realm Mountain. You have to find it.
"I don't know precisely where this mountain is either. I only know… that it is in your heart. Look for this mountain. You will be able to find all that you desire there."
These were the elder's final words to Su Ming before he breathed his last.
The elder passed away…
On the third day the flames of the elder's life were extinguished, and Su Ming entered the Awakening Realm, becoming the second to do so in the tribe. The first was Bei Ling.
The existence of two Berserkers in the Awakening Realm caused Dark Mountain Tribe to have an incredibly high position among all the affiliated tribes in Wind Stream Tribe, and it also allowed Dark Mountain Tribe… to migrate back to their home.
Even Wind Stream Tribe would not prevent this migration, because the current Dark Mountain Tribe had already obtained this right.
This was a trip back to their home after a long separation of ten years. At the instant the entire Dark Mountain Tribe returned to the ruins of their home, many of the elderly folk wept and knelt down on the ground. Their cries echoed in the air.
Dark Mountain was no longer as it was. There were only four mountains left, and after ten years, this tribe under Dark Mountain began rebuilding itself, and its past form gradually reasserted itself.
This was their home. It was Dark Mountain Tribe's home, and it was their people's soul.
Time passed by quietly as the four seasons went by one after another. Bei Ling and Chen Xin's wedding was held during autumn under Dark Mountain. That wedding was incredibly grand, because one of the people in the couple was the tribe leader of Dark Mountain Tribe, and the other was the daughter of their previous tribe leader.
At the moment Bei Ling reached Awakening Realm, he was elected as Dark Mountain Tribe's tribe leader.
This wedding that was hosted after their people returned to their home was filled with joyful laughter, and many became drunk in this happiness. Su Ming stood in the distance in silence and looked at his people dancing around the bonfire at night. Joyful songs reached his ears. He saw the happy smile on Chen Xin's face and also saw the tall and firm stature that would give the handsome Bei Ling the might that belonged to a tribe leader. Su Ming silently drank his wine.
He remembered Bai Ling.
It had been seventeen years since Bai Ling left.
Su Ming could still remember the cold kiss she had given him seventeen years ago, before she left. He could also remember that promise.
He could still remember the long dream that he had when he woke up seventeen years ago, but it only appeared in his head occasionally now.
On this night, Su Ming became drunk. The seventeen years of silence and his personality that made him a man of few words caused him to possess an incredibly awe-inspiring bearing within Dark Mountain Tribe. It was especially so after he became Dark Mountain Tribe's Elder. That imposing air around him made all his tribe members not dare speak too much before him.
With a hint of tipsiness and a pot of wine in his hand, Su Ming looked at Bei Ling and Chen Xin before he turned around and walked back to his house. He started training, and right outside his house was a Fire Ape that was now a little old. It was Xiao Hong.
The passing of time and the people's separation from their loved ones due to death caused the leaves in the autumn to draw out growth rings like those from trees as they floated down. With each circle, another year went by.
Another thirty years passed.
Chapter 686: From Now Onwards, You Will Walk the Path of Life Cultivation!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"That is a very long story… In that story, there are Immortals, Shamans, and Berserkers… In that story, there is South Morning, Eastern Wastelands, and Great Yu Imperial Palace…
"In that story, there is ninth summit, the Undying and Imperishable World, and also the God of Berserkers…"
During one particular autumn within the tribe there was a dozen something children sitting in a circle under a big tree while autumn leaves fell all around them. These children all had their eyes wide open as they listened attentively to an old man telling his story while he sat under a tree.
That old man looked incredibly ancient. Wrinkles had already appeared on his skin, and there was white in his hair. His smile was incredibly affectionate. There seemed to be some strange power contained within his voice that attracted the children's attention, and they were all immersed in his story.
That old man was Su Ming.
It was the sixtieth year since Bai Ling left.
The people who went through the upheaval that happened to Dark Mountain Tribe sixty years ago had already returned to the earth. New generations of their tribe members grew up and became the pillars of strength for the tribe.
Dark Mountain Tribe had become much bigger, and the territory they occupied under Dark Mountain had also become incredibly large.
When Su Ming reached Bone Sacrifice Realm three years ago, he became the strongest person in a circular area of ten thousand lis. Even if there were powerful Berserkers who had reached Bone Sacrifice Realm in Wind Stream Tribe, but they… were not Su Ming's opponents.
He was no longer the boy he had been all those years ago. Time had left behind wisdom and age on his body in its tracks. Perhaps it was because he was old now, but as Su Ming gradually forgot the battle sixty years ago, he began to feel nostalgic about it.
"In the end, he became the God of Berserkers and fought against Di Tian…" Su Ming smiled and told the story to the children around him slowly.
"Grandpa elder, who won in the end?"
"That Di Tian is a jerk! Grandpa elder, come on, tell us! Who won in the end?"
"I don't know who won in the end either. The story ended at this point, or perhaps… it hasn't." Su Ming stood up and patted the head of a boy about seven or eight years old beside him. This child was Bei Ling's youngest grandson.
In the midst of all the children's reluctance and unwillingness to part with him, Su Ming left. His story had indeed ended. During these sixty years, he had expanded Dark Mountain Tribe by a lot more than it had ever possessed in the past. He had made Dark Mountain Tribe become the strongest tribe in the area. Even if he left the place, danger would not come to his home, because Bei Ling… had also reached Bone Sacrifice Realm, and during the past sixty years… four other Berserkers had reached Awakening Realm!
And there were many more of those under the Awakening Realm.
This was the effect of Su Ming's medicinal pills.
During this year, on the day when leaves fall the most during autumn, Su Ming packed up his luggage and walked out of his house, intending to leave the now powerful Dark Mountain Tribe.
Xiao Hong did not follow behind him.
Xiao Hong had already become old, and it had returned to the forest to stay with its children…
It was morning. At this point in time, there would usually not be many people walking out their houses and moving about in the tribe. Yet now, at the instant Su Ming walked out of his house, he found his entire tribe standing outside, and they were all watching him quietly.
"We send you off with our respect, Elder!" All his tribe members, no matter young or old, knelt down. Their voices echoed in the air, causing Su Ming's footsteps to come to a halt. He looked at his people, and after a long, long time, he smiled and nodded.
"Go off now. I'll come back." Su Ming waved his arm and walked towards the tribe's gate. When he walked out of his tribe, he saw an old man standing next to the gate.
This old man stood as tall and straight as a spear. His sparkling eyes looked as if they contained lightning inside, and as he looked at Su Ming, Su Ming, too, looked at him.
This was Bei Ling, who had reached Bone Sacrifice Realm.
"Are you really leaving?" Bei Ling remained silent for a moment before he asked languidly.
Su Ming turned his head around and cast a glance at his tribe before he stated calmly, "It's been sixty years after that upheaval… Dark Mountain Tribe has become powerful. You don't need me here anymore…"
"But Lei Chen hasn't come back…" A reluctance to part appeared on Bei Ling's face. Making Dark Mountain Tribe great had been a pressure that he and Su Ming had shouldered together for the past few decades. During these sixty years, they had experienced many, many things.
"This is his home. He'll come back… I'll… be going now." Su Ming walked past Bei Ling and patted his shoulder. As he smiled, he took a step towards the sky and turned into a long arc that gradually disappeared into the horizon.
Su Ming left. This was the first time he truly left after sixty years.
Ten years later, in a boundless forest filled with evergreens to the south of the Alliance of the Western Region, Su Ming moved from the middle stage to the later stage of the Berserker Soul Realm.
Twenty years later, he stood on the highest mountain in the continent to the east of the Alliance of the Western Region and let out a long howl towards the sky. He had attained great completion in the Bone Sacrifice Realm!
Five years later, Su Ming stood on a boat at the edge close to the Dead Sea in the Alliance of the Western Region. At that moment, he was no longer a Berserker in the Bone Sacrifice Realm. The ripples of power that could fuse with the world coming from his body were a clear sign that he had already reached Berserker Soul Realm!
He had searched through the Alliance of the Western Region for thirty-five years, and during this time, he had walked through the entire Alliance of the Western Region… but he could not find Bai Ling.
They had been separated for nearly a hundred years, and that separation seemed to have turned into an eternity. It only existed as he reminisced about the past, but he could no longer clearly see that memory.
When Su Ming stood on the boat, he left the Alliance of the Western Region. As the waves in the Dead Sea roared, he rushed forward along with the waves in the sea, alone in his boat.
The Dead Sea was incredibly huge. With its foul stench crashing into his face, Su Ming plowed through. His goal… was South Morning!
During the first thirty something years in the Alliance of the Western Region, he learned of the other continents in the land of Berserkers - South Morning, Eastern Wastelands, and Northern Province! When he learned that there was indeed South Morning and Eastern Wastelands in the world, Su Ming gained the desire to go to South Morning. He wanted to see whether everything in his dream was real.
He wanted to see the ninth summit and find out whether that place was the same as in his dream.
Su Ming spent ten years on the Dead Sea, and ten years later, in the midst of battles and slaughter, he reached the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm. He also reached the Land of South Morning!
There, he saw Shamans, Autumn Sea Tribe, the yet to be completely formed Sky Mist Barrier, and also… some Immortals.
In South Morning, he saw Han Mountain City. However, there was no city there. It was only a barren hill.
He saw Freezing Sky Clan and also the ninth summit, but the people living there were not Hu Zi, his second senior brother, his eldest senior brother, and not his Master.
Su Ming stayed for a hundred years in the Land of South Morning. He walked through every single place he had went to before in his dream and tried looking for familiar sights in these places. Some of them were familiar to him, but some were not.
On the year Su Ming chose to leave the continent, he attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, and he saw… the Shamans' Great Patriarch, and he also witnessed a gigantic battle between the Shamans and Berserkers!
He had originally not wanted to join this battle, but then he saw two people in the battlefield. One of them was the Grand Elder of Western Sea Tribe, and the other was a middle-aged man that had never appeared in the continent before and seemed as if he had only reached South Morning. At the instant Su Ming saw the man's face, something happened that rarely afflicted him, his heart trembled a little!
The middle-aged man was incredibly similar to Tian Xie Zi!
However, Su Ming's face was already ancient and filled with signs of time. He watched the middle-aged man working together with Western Sea Tribe's Grand Elder to fight against the Shamans' Great Patriarch. That Great Patriarch seemed to have surpassed the strength of those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, so Su Ming chose to join the battle and attack!
The battle ended. The Great Patriarch dissipated and his soul fell into deep sleep. Even if he regained consciousness, he would no longer have his current power, because his soul had been grievously injured.
The reputation of the three great Berserkers in South Morning rose up because of this battle, but no one knew Su Ming's name, and he gradually turned into the most mysterious one among the three great Berserkers.
Su Ming left. He had found his answer. He stepped on the boat that carried him all the way here from the Alliance of the Western Region, and with complicated as well as sentimental feelings, he left South Morning to go to Eastern Wastelands.
He went to two places when he arrived there. One of them was located in the depths of Eastern Wastelands. It was a barren piece of land under a mountain, which was the place where Ugly Little Thing's family lived in his dream.
He also went to the center of Eastern Wastelands, to a place that was filled with endless pits and floating stones - the place where Immortals had descended in his dream!
He stood on one of the big stones in the land where the Immortals had descended for a long, long time. He looked at the sky as everything in his dream continued surfacing in his head. In the end, he started laughing. There was a carefreeness to his laughter, along with understanding.
It was an understanding towards life. It was a thorough insight towards reincarnation, and also… control over fate.
"Di Tian…"
As Su Ming laughed, a chilling glare gradually appeared in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the ground before he bit the tip of his tongue and coughed up a mouthful of blood. That blood gathered swiftly before him and eventually turned into a blood crystal!
Su Ming brought the blood crystal to his forehead and poured all his power as well as his understanding towards fate into that crystal. Once he did so, he threw it towards the ground. That blood crystal immediately broke through the earth and entered the deepest depths… to be buried eternally under the ground.
Once Su Ming finished doing all these things, he walked towards the world in the distance without any hesitation.
"Reincarnation is just a point…" Su Ming's voice seemed to be echoing faintly and indistinctly in all directions even after he left.
Time passed, and another hundred years went by.
During these hundred years, Su Ming went to various mountains in the world of Berserkers in search of… the Berserkers' Realm Mountain his elder spoke had spoken of but he never managed to find it. Another hundred years went by, and another…
He had no idea how much time had passed. Su Ming walked through the entire land, but he still did not manage to find Berserkers' Realm Mountain.
When he was eventually filled with fatigue in his heart and soul, he sat down at the top of a mountain at a place whose name he had already forgotten and which was located in a continent somewhere in the world and looked at the sky in the distance.
"Berserkers' Realm Mountain…" he mumbled to himself.
'Elder said it's in my heart…'
Su Ming closed his eyes. Once he did so, the four seasons began passing by one after another in a circle around him, and time passed, though he had no idea how much…
One day, Su Ming opened his eyes, and a smile filled with understanding appeared on his aged face. When he opened his eyes, a mountain appeared right before him. It was a mountain that reached the clouds, and three big words were carved deeply into its walls.
Berserkers' Realm Mountain!
Su Ming stood up, and with one step, he landed on Berserkers' Realm Mountain. He looked towards the canyons that ran a hundred thousand feet deep from the top of the mountain, and with a smile, he took a step towards there. He did not activate any of his power and charged swiftly into the depths of the canyon.
The piercing howls of the wind roared in his ears, and his face started rapidly changing, and in the end… that ancient face of his turned into that of a teenage boy.
His world crumbled with a bang at that moment, and as it turned into an endless amount of fragments that tumbled backwards, he heard the song of the xun from his dreams.
"You have understood reincarnation, mastered inception, and awakened the race's soul…
"You gave up your life in the Berserkers' Realm Mountain. You broke out of fate's clutches and entered… the other side of the mirror.
"From now onwards, you will walk down the path of Life Cultivation…
"Who am I..? I will give you the answer when you reach Berserkers' Realm Mountain once again in reality. I will wait for you…"
Chapter 687: That Point
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The song of the xun and that voice were the final things Su Ming heard before he sank into unconsciousness. His world rapidly crumbled as his body sank and turned into fragments that were swept away, like a ball of flame that had been lit out of thin air and burned away everything.
This might perhaps not have been a dream, but another form of reality.
The goal of Di Tian's Art was to make Su Ming sink into oblivion. It was… just like what Su Ming had went through previously. He would sink into oblivion and go through his next life as if he had been reincarnated.
Besides Di Tian himself, no one knew what his plans were. Even if there were many Immortal sects who had joined the plan and entered this setup that had lasted for years, they could only continue guessing his plans. No one could get a clear grasp of Di Tian's thoughts.
Perhaps the destruction Di Tian mentioned was not aimed towards his life, but to his memories. However, this time, Su Ming had escaped Di Tian's control, and that control Di Tian had over him was to be understood in its literal sense.
At the moment Su Ming opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the gigantic Yin Death Vortex which covered the entire sky. The second thing he saw were the arching edges of the cultivation planets up ahead, as well as the sky which had been covered by the blue cloth.
The third thing he saw was the starry sky that was summoned by Di Tian's divine ability. The huge face which was formed by the stars was showing an expression of disbelieving shock, and his gaze met Su Ming's own.
The fourth thing Su Ming saw was the black-robed Di Tian, who by then only had his head left as his magical body continued burning in the distance. It was the first time Su Ming saw shock and astonishment on Di Tian's magical body.
His shock was real. As well as astonishment. And the disbelief on his face was also real!
Su Ming woke up.
"This is impossible!" Di Tian, who now only had his head, lost his dignity for the first time ever and lost control over his emotions. He also, for the first time, cried out in disbelief.
Veins popped up on his face. Clearly, his agitation was so great that it could almost surge into the sky as if it had form. He could not believe what he was seeing. This had overturned all that he knew and crushed his confidence.
"It's impossible for you to wake up! This is the Art that will make you sink into oblivion, which I activated by burning my magical body. This is a process that you cannot fight against, you should be incapable of fighting back against it… You should be like the previous times and sink into oblivion because of this Art and go through another one of your reincarnations, again and again, for all eternity…
"This is your destiny! This is the destiny I bestowed upon you!
"How could you wake up so soon?! Your life is mine! Everything concerning you has to go according to my will!"
Di Tian went mad, and his cries of surprise echoed in the air. At that instant, he lifted his head swiftly and roared towards the sky madly, as if he had sunk into hysteria.
"It's you! You are the one who intercepted my Art! You are the one who made him wake up from his state of oblivion! It's you! Who are you?! Just who are you?!"
Di Tian's voice rumbled in the air. Compared to him, there was a slightly complicated look on Su Ming at that moment, but calmness was the dominant expression on his face.
"I finally understand everything…" Su Ming mumbled. He, too, lifted his head and looked towards the sky. At that moment, the face formed by the stars was distorted, as if it was also roaring.
"A long time ago, an Enchanted battleship flew out of True Sacred Yin World… which was the Spirits of Nine Yin's Enchanted Vessel. With Sacred Yin's will, they searched for all the corpses that belonged to the strong in the boundless galaxy within the four Great True Worlds.
"One day, the Spirits of Nine Yin found an infant's corpse. They believed that this corpse fulfilled their requirements, and that was why they sealed it within the Enchanted battleship…
"Many years passed since then. The Spirits of Nine Yin's Enchanted Vessel crumbled when it ran into an accident in True Morning Dao World. It fell into a place called Yin Death Region. That place… is where the Berserkers are, and due to the Spirits of Nine Yins' Enchanted Vessel, the World of Nine Yin was formed.
"The first God of Berserkers went to that place. The second and the third also went there… Perhaps the second God of Berserkers took with him a baby when he left the World of Nine Yin.
"Perhaps it was the first's order to search for that baby, but no matter what, the second God of Berserkers brought that baby back to Great Yu's palace and treated that baby as his own child, no different from his own daughter.
"That was a dead baby, because he was originally a corpse to begin with…" Su Ming mumbled softly. There was no anguish in his voice, only understanding.
"Not long after the second God of Berserkers brought the baby's corpse back, due to the first's departure and the fact that the Berserkers were no longer as strong as they were before… due to the Immortals' wariness and their fear towards the Berserkers' growth, they launched a war against the Berserkers.
"They won that war. They killed the second God of Berserkers and tore up his body. That war tore the land of Berserkers, and it was divided into several continents.
"That war caused Great Yu Imperial Palace to be frozen, and Great Yu Imperial City to disappear from the land of Berserkers from then onwards.
"After the war, the dead baby's corpse and the second God of Berserkers' daughter was taken back to the land of Immortals by Di Tian…
"They discovered the remarkable qualities of that dead baby, and perhaps because the second God of Berserkers' daughter had come into contact with the dead baby, the baby girl also possessed some of those remarkable qualities. From then on, the siblings were reduced to mere puppets.
"The dead baby was sealed in a region somewhere in the land of Immortals, and his little sister was taken away by Dao Chen… Di Tian, at that time, perhaps you found a method for you to become infinitely stronger by using that dead baby, and from then on, you executed that so called plan of yours that would last for years against that dead baby…
"Perhaps the baby was not really dead. Perhaps his death in Bright Yang Region meant that he could be alive in Yin Death Region. I don't know what you discovered, but this discovery made you carry out a plan. This plan was to make that dead baby sink into oblivion again and again in Yin Death Region.
"He sank into oblivion and was sealed time and again. You fabricated a memory for the baby, and that memory was known as Dark Mountain… With that memory as a foundation, you made him sink into oblivion again and again.
"Since memories are like a picture, once you paint it, you can make that baby sink into it and never be able to walk out…
"I don't know how many times I've sunk into oblivion, but I do know that this time, after I woke up, after Xiao Hong gave me that stone fragment in Dark Mountain, I was… different from all those previous times.
"This is reincarnation. This is fate. This is me…" Su Ming averted his gaze from the stars in the sky and looked calmly at Di Tian, who was practically in a state of hysteria.
"There is one person, perhaps he is just a soul, but when you first carried out your plan, he entered your plan and started changing things quietly in an attempt for me to wake up. He wanted me to truly open my eyes and take a look… at the world outside.
"I also have an answer in my heart as to who that person is," Su Ming whispered softly.
Di Tian's breathing quickened. He, who now only had his head left, found it burning as well. Red filled his eyes, and madness shone within them. He glared at Su Ming, and for the first time ever, greed appeared in his eyes, revealing his true emotions.
That greed made him look as if he wanted to swallow Su Ming whole and obtain everything of him!
"You are Destiny. Your life has been planned out. It doesn't matter even if you've come to understand many things. You are still in Yin Death Region. You are still in a state of oblivion. Even if you've woken up, you are still in that state!"
At the same time madness appeared in Di Tian's eyes, stars began shining in them. The light grew to a piercing degree within an instant, and brilliant starlight erupted from the eyes of the roaring face made of stars in the sky.
"This is your destiny for a thousand years, and you will sink into oblivion for a thousand years! Now… sink into oblivion again!"
As Di Tian roared, the face in the sky roared as well. All the starlight gathered on Su Ming at that moment, showing Di Tian's unwillingness to admit defeat; ;he was executing the Art once more.
"It's useless." Su Ming sighed deeply and shook his head. He lifted his right hand and pointed forward with his index finger.
"This is a point." As Su Ming spoke softly, a crystalline dot appeared at the spot where his index finger was pointing.
"I will draw towards the left and make a circle, and when I stop drawing… I will find that the end is in the same spot." Su Ming's right index finger started drawing towards the left and he drew a circle. The spot where the circle was completed was its beginning and its end. It was the point that fused both the beginning and the end together.
"This is reincarnation. Then if I draw from the right and make a circle, rotating from the end…" As Su Ming spoke, his right index finger started drawing another circle backwards from that dot. The spot that caused the circle to be complete… was still the same point.
"This is also reincarnation." When Su Ming finished speaking, an indefinable presence radiated off his body. That presence was not of those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, but was… a presence that surpassed Berserker Soul.
It grew thicker and surrounded Su Ming's body, causing the starry sky to erupt with a bang at the instant it descended and touched it. It was as if the area where Su Ming was had turned into a forbidden region for starlight.
His hair flew while his eyes remained calm. His words contained endless wisdom, and they were echoing in the world.
"Reincarnation is a point, and that point… is Berserkers' Realm Mountain. That point is the start and also the end. You can walk to the future from that point, and you can also head to the past.
"This point is also the mirror's point. The mirror's face is the normal world. It is where the past moves towards the future. It is then the opposite inside the mirror. Life and death move in opposite directions. The past and future move in opposite directions. It is just as I have understood it in Hidden Dragon Sect. It is like the process of winter moving to spring… because the people in the world of the mirror move from the future to the past.
"The Immortals are the face of the mirror. They live in the world outside the mirror and move from life to death. The Berserkers' Yin Death Region is the world inside the mirror. They move from death to life…" The presence that had surpassed great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm erupted from Su Ming's body at that moment and surrounded him, causing him to look like a deity!
"You… you…" An even greater level of shock appeared on Di Tian's face. At that moment, the Su Ming in his eyes was so terrifying that he was making his heart tremble. That terrifying aspect was not due to his power… but due to his epiphany!
"I originally did not understand something, but the experience I went through just now made me understand everything," Su Ming whispered softly.
Chapter 688: Rise!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"What I don't understand is that if the face of the mirror means walking from life to death and the world in the mirror naturally moves in the opposite direction, heading from death to life… then what were those reincarnations I went through. What was that state of sinking into oblivion you speak of. And was that Art that made all those things seem so real but were illusions..." Su Ming stated flatly. He looked at Di Tian, but he was not asking anything. He had already obtained his answer.
"During that moment just now, I finally understood. The face and back of that mirror don't make a complete cycle of reincarnation." Su Ming shook his head, and a variety of emotions stirred up slightly in his heart.
"It is just like the existence of Yin and Yang. People only see these two faces, but they forget… that there is another point!
"The world outside the mirror belongs to the Immortals, and the world inside the mirror belongs to the Berserkers. But in truth, there is a mirror inside the mirror. If two mirrors were positioned opposite each other properly, then the endless darkness would then be the mirror inside the mirror!
"That is the place where you had me sink into oblivion, and it is also the point of reincarnation. It also the world of reincarnation!
"That is also the place the elder kept telling me about… Berserkers' Realm Mountain.
"Jumping down from Berserkers' Realm Mountain was not so that I would die, but to find that point. By walking out of that point, I walked out of the mirror in the mirror and moved into the world inside the mirror itself.
"The me right now truly exists in the mirror… and my next step is to move from death to life, from the world inside the mirror to the world outside, from Yin Death to Bright Yang, from the land of Berserkers… to the land of Immortals!"
At the instant Su Ming finished saying all these things, the presence that surpassed that of great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm increased exponentially. It caused the world to roar and the earth to shake, filing the entire world with splendor during that instant.
It also made the face made of stars in the sky to distort. When Su Ming lifted his right hand and swung it in the air, the face shattered with a bang, revealing the blue sky. This was what the old xun maker had transformed into, and it was the Art that prevented the cultivation planets from descending.
Su Ming's hair moved without wind.
His cultivation changed drastically at that moment. This change caused the presence that was spreading out of Su Ming's body to turn into a mighty pressure, and it instantly covered the entire land and sky, spreading over the whole world of Berserkers.
The Berserkers' sky and world trembled. All the mountains shook, all the rivers stopped running, and all the ferocious beasts on the land lifted their heads at the same time to roar at the sky.
Even the ferocious beasts that were fighting against each other stopped fighting and lifted their heads to roar. Their voices echoed through the entire land of Berserkers.
Huge waves rose up in the Dead Sea, surging into the sky. It was as if the entire Dead Sea had started boiling. The roaring of the waves shook the sky and earth, and it was as if the entire world of Berserkers had risen up to roar.
The roars that erupted from South Morning, Eastern Wastelands, the Alliance of the Western Region, and the Northern Province caused the entire land of Berserkers to obtain a soul that could gather these split up continents together at that instant.
This was Berserkers' soul!
During that instant, the Great Tribe of Surging Clouds' Xue Sha and the near ten thousand tribe members beside Su Ming found their blood reaching boiling point. Their breathing quickened, and a presence they could not hold back erupted from their bodies.
The tens of thousands of Immortals found their bodies trembling under this pressure, and one by one, they started kneeling down, unable to control themselves. This was not their will, but the will that existed within the world. It told them that if they did not prostrate themselves on the ground, they would immediately be squashed by the world.
Ji An's face turned pale. All of this had surpassed his expectations. In fact, perhaps not even a single Immortal had expected that something like this might happen due to the appearance of Eastern Wastelands Tower.
Su Ming's power climbed up madly. The change in his cultivation base turned him into the most radiant light in the world.
Streams of light, which had appeared out of nowhere, begun gathering together before Su Ming, then turned into a gigantic statue!
Su Ming could recognize this statue. In fact, some of the Berserkers had seen this statue before as well. It… was the deity statue of Awakening!
All those who manifested a certain amount of blood veins among the Berserkers would see this deity statue appearing in front them at the moment they reached Awakening Realm. This statue was created by the first God of Berserkers, and it was worshipped by all Berserkers. It was the being that allowed them to obtain the power of Awakening - the deity statue of Awakening!
The deity statue looked exactly the same as it did in Su Ming's memories. Once it appeared, a strange light appeared in its eyes, and it stared at Su Ming as if it had resuscitated. It wrapped its palm in its fist and bowed swiftly!
This was the deity statue of Awakening's form of worship. It was the deity statue of Awakening's sign of respect!
Almost at the instant the deity statue of Awakening bowed towards Su Ming, the sky rumbled. More streams of light erupted madly from empty air, and then right above the deity statue of Awakening and in front of Su Ming… the light gathered together into another gigantic statue.
That was… the deity statue of Bone Sacrifice!
Every single time the highly exalted deity statue of Bone Sacrifice appeared, it meant that there was a person among them who had incredibly great potential. It meant that someone among them had obtained Great Yu's acknowledgment and had been appointed a Divine General of Bone Sacrifice!
This was a supreme form of glory. Every single time the deity statue of Bone Sacrifice appeared, most of the people who saw it would prostrate themselves on the ground and worship it. Yet now, once the deity statue of Bone Sacrifice appeared… it lowered its head towards Su Ming, just like the deity statue of Awakening. Then it wrapped its fist in its palm and bowed in respect.
As it bowed, the sky rumbled. As it bowed, the whole world looked as if it was trembling.
Once it bowed, more streams of light gathered swiftly above it. A radiant layer of light swept past the sky like running water, and a deity statue that was even bigger and stronger appeared in the sky with a bang.
"That is…"
"That is the deity statue of Berserker Soul?!"
"That's the deity statue of Berserker Soul that has appeared the least, and its appearance was rare even during ancient times!"
An uproar rose at that moment. Right before everyone's eyes, the deity statue of Berserker Soul, which stood erect in the sky, lowered its head just like deity statue of Bone Sacrifice and Awakening had done, and then wrapped its fist in its palm, bowing respectfully towards Su Ming as if it submitting itself to him!
The appearance of the three deity statues and their subsequent show of worship caused Su Ming's Qi to erupt with a bang. At this moment, he had far surpassed the power those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm possessed, and his Qi was still rising continuously. A terrifying, mighty pressure was spreading out from his body, and the statue of the God of Berserkers that had crumbled previously slowly manifested behind him.
All these scenes caused a dazed look to appear on Di Tian's face, along with a fierce and crazed expression of struggle.
"The three deity statues of Berserkers have bowed towards him. This is… the legendary Life Cultivation Realm! This is the presence of Life Cultivation. This is… the presence of Life Cultivation appearing once again in the land of Berserkers since ancient times!"
The thin and old Xue Sha from the Great Tribe of Surging Clouds could no longer control his excitement. He looked at Su Ming with his body trembling. The fire and respect within his eyes instantly flared up, burning at an intense degree.
"This is the day the Berserkers rise! I, Xue Sha, am willing to follow the God of Berserkers and die with the Berserkers to break a path that will lead us to the land of Immortals for the God of Berserkers!" Xue Sha had went mad, a madness born of excitement. He knelt down towards Su Ming, and as he trembled, he swore the Berserkers' oath!
"From now on, I offer my soul to the Berserkers, and I sacrifice my body to the people. With my flesh and blood, I will break open the sky for the Berserkers, and with the power contained in my blood, I will give up everything for my people's rise to power!" Xue Sha's voice reverberated in the air with his agitation, with the resuscitated excitement in his old heart, and with his tears that were falling down from his eyes in his exhilaration.
He loved the Berserkers, truly, deeply, loved his race… and only at this moment did he no longer need to suppress his love. Only at this moment did he no longer need to be in despair and could let out his emotions in a violent outburst.
The near ten thousand tribe members from the Great Tribe of Surging Clouds knelt down behind Xue Sha and shouted out the same Berserkers' oath as he did!
All Entities Clan's Tian Qi was also weeping at this time. He knelt down in excitement and with the near ten thousand people from the twelve tribes behind him, he, along with them, shouted out the Berserkers' oath, offering his everything to Berserkers' people!
It was also at this moment that the endless long arcs from several other directions arrived in a mad dash. This sort of speed had already surpassed the limits of what a person could do. It was a form of madness born out of recklessness.
"I, Chi Lei Tian, greet the God of Berserkers! I offer my soul to the Berserkers, and I sacrifice my body to the people. With my flesh and blood, I will break open the sky for the Berserkers, and with the power contained in my blood, I will give up everything for my people's rise to power!" That was Chi Lei Tian's voice, and right behind the old man who was surrounded entirely by lightning sparks was the ten million something members of his tribe shouting out the oaths in roars that could shake the sky!
"I, Ya Man, Elder of Berserker Fang Tribe, greet the God of Berserkers! From now on, I offer my soul, my body, my blood, and my flesh to the Berserkers! With the power of my blood, I will give up my everything to the Berserkers! I am willing to have my soul scatter for the rise of the Berserkers, and I will never regret it!" There was a certain timbre to his ancient voice that showed just how excited he was. Then, the ten thousand people from Berserker Fang Tribe descended to the place with the fastest speed they could muster and shouted out their oaths as well!
"I, Wu Shuang, Elder of Goldenrain Mountain Tribe, brought ten thousand of my people to greet the God of Berserkers! We of Goldenrain Mountain Tribe are willing to be the vanguards for the rise of the Berserkers, and we are willing to trample through the universe for the God of Berserkers and our people!" The hidden mountain tribe had also arrived with a bang. They appeared and knelt down altogether, resulting in Su Ming being the only one in the entire world standing in the air as his Qi continued erupting forth.
Su Ming's hair danced in the air and he looked calm. In his ears, familiar voices echoed.
"I, cultivator of Fated Kin, greet Respected Senior Mo!"
"I, Nan Gong Hen of Fated Kin, greet Respected Senior Mo!"
The people who did not come in groups appeared from all directions and shouted in loud, booming voices that were filled with excitement and passion.
The Fated Kin had arrived!
Su Ming looked at all the people kneeling around calmly, as he stood in midair. He looked at Di Tian, who only had a small portion of his head left due to the flames burning him, and he saw that his face was pale. He saw the madness and the unwillingness to admit defeat in his eyes, as well as a deep perplexity.
'Reincarnation is a point… That point is Berserkers' Realm Mountain. It is also here.'
Su Ming lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction of the ground. With it, the ground collapsed, and a blood crystal that was buried in the depths of the earth for an unknown amount of time turned into a long arc and charged towards Su Ming, bringing with it an ancient air.
Right behind it, more blood crystals flew out from the ground with a bang. These blood crystals turned into long arcs and charged towards Su Ming, swiftly fusing with his body. With each fusion, Su Ming's cultivation base would erupt madly, the might of his body increasing at a terrifying pace!
"From now onwards… I will walk down the path of Life Cultivation!" Su Ming stated flatly, with determination and resolution shining in his gaze!
At that instant, he sensed the frozen Great Yu Imperial City!
Chapter 689: Entering Life Cultivation Realm!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The blood crystals closed in on Su Ming and fused with his body. With each blood crystal, Su Ming's cultivation would swiftly increase exponentially. His Qi stirred up the world and the universe, and an awe-inspiring air that could not be described with words was born in his eyes.
This mighty pressure was the peerless presence of the universe and the world. This awe-inspiring air also symbolized the Berserkers' crazed outburst after living in oppression for a countless years.
Su Ming did not count just how many blood crystals he obtained, and neither did he need to calculate the number, because he was no longer bothered by it.
It did not matter how many reincarnations there had been. There might have been ten, a hundred, a thousand, or even more. To him, it no longer mattered. What was important was that he had moved out of the cycles of reincarnation from the mirror within the mirror and that he now knew clearly that he was no longer… in that cycle of reincarnation!
Because he was no longer in the mirror within the mirror. He had leaped off the Berserkers' Realm Mountain and found that point, then had walked completely out of there!
He knew that he was real, and he was the only one who was real!
That is why it no longer mattered to Su Ming how many reincarnations he had went through!
Su Ming, who had come to understand all of this, found that the power erupting from his body after the numerous blood crystals fused had fused with him surpassed the power he had obtained after attaining great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm and it had exploded with a bang. The seal in his memories also completely shattered at that instant. With its destruction, a large amount of memories surged into Su Ming's divine sense like a tidal wave, and he saw a world.
That world was black, and it was filled with a kind of loneliness. He heard the voice of the second God of Berserkers' daughter again. She was his little sister, and every single time she called out to him, Su Ming's heart ached in pain.
He did not recover many of his memories, for it only lasted for a very short time, but even from that short memory, he could sense that he had been outside Yin Death Region and within the Immortals' Galaxy. There was someone urgently calling him from there. This was not his little sister's voice, but came from his soul, and it felt as if it was a summon that seemed to be a part of his body.
While this summon might be incredibly urgent, there was an endless amount of other, weaker and fainter, voices calling to him as well. They gave Su Ming a strange feeling.
It was as if… all the cultivators in the land of Immortals possessed… what originally belonged to Su Ming. This was why he felt as if there was an endless amount of voices calling to him from the entire land of Immortals at that moment.
As these voices called to him, Su Ming took the most critical step after attaining great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, and from then onwards walked down the path of Life Cultivation!
The four Realms within Life Cultivation were Life Matrix, Life Privation, Life Palace, and World of Life!
To understand what Life meant, to understand their own Life Matrix, to understand the changes in the world, and to obtain the power of knowing about the will of heaven—this was Life Matrix!
"My Life Matrix is to move from death to life. My Life Matrix is to head to spring from winter. My Life… is to not bow down to the will of heaven and obey its orders, but to have heaven bow to me. I will dye my whole life with my will of death!" Su Ming declared languidly.
At the instant he said these words, the power of One World contained within the fragment given to him as a form of blessing by the Candle Dragon when he was in the World of Nine Yin immediately started melting within his body and soul.
As it melted, Su Ming's eyes shone like the stars. During that instant, his presence completely changed. It was as if his body was going through a spiritual metamorphosis, evolving!
The entire world of Berserkers roared, and right behind Su Ming, his statue of the God of Berserkers, which had previously crumbled, manifested once again.
As the ten thousand feet statue manifested in the air and slowly gained corporeal form, all the Berserkers who had arrived here let out delighted howls, worshiping the statue as they knelt in its direction.
These voices spread in all directions and shook all the Immortals who heard them, for within those voices was madness, a frenzy born from oppression, and the Berserkers' soul!
As those voices echoed in all directions, the Dead Sea started churning even more violently and looked as it was about to surge into the sky. The endless waves roared madly, and many of the sea creatures inside the sea trembled before quickly rushing away.
At the time when the Dead Sea produced its most intense roar, the water of the sea started spreading back in all directions… as if there was something big rising from the depths!
As the sea water flowed backwards, a whirlpool that was several hundreds of thousands of lis big appeared on the surface of the sea. That whirlpool rotated with loud booming sounds, and wisps of freezing air spread out from within it, causing the world of Berserkers to instantly become much colder.
Almost at the same time this drastic change occurred to the Dead Sea, the Immortals' Runes used to descend to the land let out a shocking boom behind the blue cloth in the sky, right above Su Ming's head. Light flashed rapidly, and it was a clear sign that more Immortals were about to descend.
By the looks of how these two Runes were operating, the number of Immortals descending this time might be incredibly huge!
Su Ming turned around slowly and looked at his statue, which had revealed itself behind him. As he looked at it, he lifted his right hand and pointed towards it.
"From now onwards, my statue of the God of Berserkers will be the deity statue of Life for all Berserkers who will break through Berserker Soul Realm! From now onwards, Berserkers will be able to break the limit of cultivation that was Berserker Soul Realm and will be able comprehend the principles of Life Cultivation!"
Su Ming's words were implemented as law and spurred on the world of Berserkers' kismet. As his voice reverberated in the air, his statue of the God of Berserkers instantly let out a ray of light that surged into the sky, and the presence of Life Cultivation appeared on it.
It was spoken in the Berserkers' ancient legends that when another God of Berserkers appeared, he would be able to change the fact that Berserkers' cultivation system so Berserker Soul Realm would no longer be the limit. When that new God of Berserkers created the deity statue for the new Realm, all the Berserkers… would reach a breakthrough!
All the Berserkers present found their cultivation bases immediately rising by leaps and bounds. Even those who were not in the battlefield also noticed their cultivation bases increasing exponentially as their blood burned.
It was especially so for the powerful Berserkers who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm and had been stuck there for a long period of time. During that instant, they felt the signs of Life Cultivation from the deity statue of Life as their cultivation bases boiled within them.
Before long… they would be able to have a possibility of taking that one step into Life Cultivation Realm, just like Su Ming had due to their boiling blood and the epiphanies they had gained!
This was the true hope and sign of the Berserkers' rise!
"God of Berserkers!"
"God of Berserkers!"
"God of Berserkers!"
The roars from the Berserkers reverberated in the air even louder, turning into the only sound in the land. As that sound rang in the air and Berserkers worshipped Su Ming in reverence, he turned his head around and looked towards Di Tian, who now only had a small part of his head left as he continued to burn.
"Your Reincarnation Art is far inferior to the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World… far, far inferior." To be more precise, the reincarnation in the mirror within the mirror which Di Tian had set on Su Ming's body had the same principles as the Candle Dragon's Undying and Imperishable World.
However, Su Ming had been able to keep his mind intact even through the innumerable cycles of reincarnation in the Undying and Imperishable World, even refining a powerful will inside it before walking out after gaining an epiphany from it. Compared to it, Di Tian's Art was simply nothing.
He had sunk into a state of oblivion earlier and returned to Dark Mountain hundreds of years ago, but if Su Ming had been unwilling, he would not have returned. He had only sunk into oblivion earlier because he had wanted to search for that point!
There was a complicated look as well as an expression of shock that could not disappear on Di Tian's sullen face. All of these things were out of his expectations, and so it was completely impossible for him to change anything. Only at this moment did he understand that this time he had truly lost control over Su Ming. He knew that, from then onwards… Su Ming would no longer have any connection to him, and he could no longer make him be reincarnate.
Because of this, what awaited him would not only be the Immortal sects who were involved in this plan questioning him, but also the reality that he'd have to face… Su Ming trying to kill him after he got out of the world of Berserkers.
Su Ming might not be too powerful compared to his real self… but Su Ming's growth and comprehensive abilities made him remember the signs of the Abyss. He remembered the disaster spoken of in the Immortals' legends and the benefits that corpse in the land of Immortals had brought to all the Immortals, including himself. Over the years, almost everyone had been able to walk down the path of cultivation because of this benefit, and if anything happened to it, a new disaster would be brought to the Immortals!
An insane thought suddenly bloomed in his head,'I absolutely can't let him leave the world of Berserkers!'
Almost at the moment this thought appeared in Di Tian's head, a strange light begun to shine in Su Ming's eyes. He could clearly sense that once he stepped into Life Cultivation Realm, there was a faint link born between him and Great Yu Imperial Palace, which was located at the depths of the Dead Sea, and that link was becoming more distinct with each passing moment!
Su Ming took a step towards Di Tian. At the instant his foot landed, blood capillaries filled Di Tian's eyes, and the remainder of his head exploded with a bang.
With the power brought by the explosion, Di Tian let out a shrill roar, "Destiny's Heavenly Punishment: Light from the nine stars, leave no traces of the stars' radiance!"
Di Tian's explosion reverberated in the air with his roar. At the spot where his head fell apart, an illusion instantly took shape. That illusion was like the surface of water, and the nine cultivation planets were reflected off its surface. In that illusion, the nine cultivation planets let out powerful rays of light. They shot them through the surface of the illusory water, and the rays actually charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming remained as composed as ever. At the moment he took a step forward, the endless amount of powerful light phased through his body. And that's all it did. It was unable to do anything to Su Ming. At the instant he took that step, he appeared right before the surface of the illusory water reflecting the nine planets inside.
"With my Life Matrix, I curse…" Su Ming lifted his right hand and pushed towards the surface of the water.
At the instant his palm landed, the water immediately looked as if ink had been poured in it, rapidly dyeing it black. A presence of decay rose from there, causing wisps of black smoke to immediately appear. They quickly disappeared around Su Ming, but at that instant, a muffled groan came from another place.
This was Su Ming's Curse. Even if Di Tian's magical body had disintegrated, but that Curse would chase after the life that was linked to this body and arrive at where his real self was so that it could cause him to rot!
Just as Di Tian's magical body disintegrated and Su Ming's Curse went after his real self, the blue cloth in the sky scattered away. As ripples appeared on the blue cloth to turn into an old face, the song of a xun filled the air. That face cast a glance at Su Ming from the sky, and an affectionate smile appeared on his lips.
"I'll wait for you at Berserkers' Realm Mountain…"
The blue cloth disappeared, and the sky returned to the image of the vortex. The cultivation planets that had descended previously had disappeared without a trace, but the Immortals' two Runes that were used to send Immortals down were flashing brilliantly, and the figures of people were appearing one after another.
Ten, a hundred, a thousand… nearly ten thousand people appeared with a bang!