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Chapter 705: My Autumn!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Half a month later, Su Ming opened his eyes, and a hint of fatigue appeared in his eyes. He looked at the mountain, river and desert before him. He… had not been able to fully understand the meaning of Life behind the three.

He stood up slowly and walked towards the direction from which he had come. When he returned, everything was as normal. He walked past the mountain and arrived at the place where he first stepped out. That was the center of the ninth layer, and it was the exit of this place.

As Su Ming stood at the center of the ninth layer, he let out a sigh. He did not have enough time to continue trying to gain an epiphany within this place. He still had plenty of other things to do. He had to suppress that killing sword as soon as possible and walk out of Eastern Wastelands Tower. He had to check his eldest senior brother's condition. He had to search for his second senior brother and his Master. He also had to fulfill his oath as the God of Berserkers and lead the charge to get rid of all the Immortals in the land of Berserkers.

He was in a hurry. The Immortals might descend again at any time now.

Su Ming stood at the center of the ninth layer and spread out his Atman to fuse it with his surroundings. When he did so, golden light filled the area under his feet and surrounded him. That light gradually became stronger. Then, right at the instant it was about to bring Su Ming back to the first layer, he turned his head around with an unwillingness to admit defeat and cast a glance back at the mountain.

Perhaps it was because of the golden light filling the area around him, or perhaps it was the Relocation Rune causing his vision to distort, but when Su Ming turned his head around as his body gradually faded away, he saw something that made his heart roar. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind, allowing him to suddenly be able to understand what was before him!

The first thing he saw when he turned his head around was the tall mountain, and the second thing was that an indistinct layer had appeared in his vision due to the golden light filling his eyes. When he looked at it the third time, the mountain in his eyes started distorting due to the activation of the Relocation Rune.

The fourth and final thing he saw before he left was… the mountain disappearing!

The mountain disappeared. It was as if there was never any mountain to begin with. Su Ming's gaze shot through the now-empty space, and he saw the complete river in the sky, which he had previously been unable to see!

There was no mistake to this. Su Ming could remember clearly that a small part of the river had been covered by the mountain when he stood at the center of the ninth layer. It was definitely not complete. Yet now… the river in the sky was complete, and the mountain was gone from his eyes.

His heart roared, and a form of understanding started growing within Su Ming's heart. His body was already fading away due to the Relocation, but at the instant he was about to disappeared, he lifted his right hand and pushed against the ground. With it, the ground trembled, and the Relocation froze for a moment.

At the instant it froze, Su Ming shot out and charged forward. When he stepped out of the Relocation Rune, his body gathered together above the desert.

He gave up on leaving. When he stood outside the Relocation Rune, he stared at the river, which was no longer obscured by the mountain. In his gaze, the water in the river in the sky was flowing even more clearly now. When the clarity of that water stretched into infinity, a loud bang rang in Su Ming's head… and that river also disappeared from his sight.

There was no longer any mountain or river in the sky.

Understanding rose in Su Ming's heart. He started circulating his cultivation base, and it immediately reached the pinnacle of the initial stage of Life Matrix. In fact, he was already not too far away from the middle stage of Life Matrix.

"I understand now… the mountain is still there, and so is the river. They are within my sight, but they're not in my heart!

"If there is a mountain in my heart, then the mountain will be there. If there is a river in my heart, the river will also be there… That's why there was no peak to the mountain, and no end to the river… My heart was influencing my eyes!

"My Life Matrix is to walk from death to life. I would move from winter to spring. It is the same as my heart. Because I exist in the state of death and am within winter, my heart is still.

"My heart affects my soul and my eyes. Perhaps they're affecting each other, that's why I can't see through everything, because my heart is dead… but during the instant I left, the Rune had distorted and golden light had covered my vision, causing me to be able to see what I normally could not.

"I understand now, to move from death to life and from winter to spring, I must first make it so that my heart is alive with spirit. I will have to wake up from this state of being still, only by doing so will I be able to see autumn!

"Being alive with spirit… alive with spirit… How can I make it so that my heart is alive with spirit..?"

Su Ming looked as if he had descended into madness as he stood and mumbled to himself. His eyes were filled with a large amount of blood capillaries, and he was staring at the sky without shifting his gaze once. He might not see the mountain and river anymore, but he still did not want to blink. This current state he was in was incredibly precious to him. He was afraid that if he blinked even once, he would wake up from this epiphany.

'The heart can affect the eyes. Then… surely the eyes can also affect the heart. If I want my heart and soul to fill with life and vigor from the state of being still, then the eyes would be able to do this.

'Moving from winter to autumn is a process. The color of autumn is red… Blood is also red… I will make the world turn red, dye it in blood. When everything that I see has become red, then my eyes will affect my heart and make my heart and soul fill with life and vigor. This is the autumn of my life!'

Su Ming lowered his head swiftly and made himself look at the sand on the ground. This sand existed in the form of grain, and when they entered Su Ming's vision, he started laughing.

'The mountain and river are in my heart. As for the desert… it is formed by an endless amount of sand. Each grain of sand symbolizes a life, and each life symbolizes a cycle of four seasons… That's why my thoughts are not incorrect. Being born is spring, growing up is summer, blood is autumn, which is the time before death, and death is the coldest day of winter in life!

'Ninth layer, open!'

Su Ming laughed long and hard as he swung his arm. When the ninth layer shook and rumbled, he no longer looked at the mountain, river, or desert. He turned around and took a step toward the center of the ninth layer. When the golden light flashed and the Relocation was activated in the Rune, he disappeared.

When Su Ming disappeared, the ninth layer's mountain, river, and desert did not immediately crumble like what had happened to the previous eight layers after Su Ming had come to understand them. Instead, as they trembled furiously, they seemed to be hesitating about something, as if Su Ming's epiphany… was not the meaning behind them.

Not even the first God of Berserkers, Lie Shan Xiu, had predicted this when he created Eastern Wastelands Tower. He had placed that one mountain, river, and desert in the ninth layer in Eastern Wastelands Tower as a copy of what he had understood of the Immortals' cultivation base for the future generation of his race.

To Lie Shan Xiu, there was only one true answer to this mountain, river, and desert.

When you see the mountain, it is a mountain. When you see the mountain, it is not a mountain. When you see the mountain, it is still a mountain.

When you see the river, it is a river. When you see the river, it is not a river. When you see the river, it is still a river. [1]

This answer was the general outline regarding Domains in the Immortals' cultivation system. It was a law that was formed based on a person's will. Even Lie Shan Xiu agreed to it wholeheartedly, and once he had come to understand it, he had gained an incredible epiphany from it.

As for the desert that was formed by an endless amount of sand, Lie Shan Xiu had wanted to let his future generation understand that each grain of sand symbolizes a world, and the entire universe is formed this way.

However… the answer and epiphany Su Ming had gained from the ninth layer was completely different from what Lie Shan Xiu had wanted his people to understand. They might not be polar opposites, since they were formed on the same basis, but they were both different sorts of understandings.

That was why the ninth layer hesitated. This hesitation symbolized the conflict between these two types of understanding. One of them was from the Immortals, which was also Lie Shan Xiu's will, and the other was born from Su Ming himself. It was his own form of understanding. If Su Ming's form of understanding failed in the conflict between these two, then he would not be considered to have managed to pass the ninth layer. The ninth layer would also not shatter but would return to normal.

Yet if Su Ming's form of understanding won, then the ninth layer would shatter.

The hesitation regarding its destruction only lasted for nine breaths before the ninth layer shattered with a bang and disappeared without a trace, just like what had happened to the previous eight layers when someone managed to pass through them. As it shattered, a wave of power that belonged to Su Ming's understanding replaced the original meaning contained within the ninth layer. At the same time, as the entire Eastern Wastelands Tower trembled, another light circle appeared outside and spread in all directions with a bang.

The ninth light circle… was blood red!

Its original color should have been white, supposed to symbolize purification and understanding of the heart and soul. It was supposed to symbolize an indifference and detachment after having seen through everything. Yet now, that blood-red light brought with it a murderous aura that surged into the sky. At the instant it reverberated through the sky of Eastern Wastelands, all Berserkers who saw it immediately felt the killing intent within their blood being lit up.

An endless amount of long arcs charged through the world and rushed towards Eastern Wastelands Tower. Some of the ones who were closer had already arrived, and all of them had prostrated themselves outside the blood-red light outside the tower. Zealous expressions and reverence were on their faces as they waited for their God of Berserkers to walk out of Eastern Wastelands Tower and lead them… to drown the Immortals in their own blood!

It was especially so for Fated Kin. They had arrived a long time ago and were prostrating on the ground on one side of Eastern Wastelands Tower. The zealous looks on their faces surpassed those of Berserkers. Normal Berserkers were lit with fevered ardor because of their blood and their God of Berserkers, but they… had descended into a fanatical state because of their Respected Senior Mo, because of Su Ming himself.

That was different. That was absolutely different!

Nan Gong Hen stood at the forefront and looked at Eastern Wastelands Tower. His gaze was calm, but hidden within that calm look was an erupting volcano. He was waiting for Su Ming to walk out, waiting for him to lead Fated Kin and make the galaxy tremble.

As Berserkers charged through the sky and closed in on the tower, Immortal sects within Eastern Wastelands could also sense the ripples and see the light circles from where they stayed holed up. The murderous aura and madness contained within the ninth blood-red light circle was enough to make all Immortals feel their hearts quake in fear.

As the ninth light circle spread out from Eastern Wastelands Tower, it covered the land, the Dead Sea, and started moving towards the Alliance of the Western Region, and also the Northern Province.

The Immortals' sects were not just in Eastern Wastelands either. They were also located in the Alliance of the Western Region. There were some who were located in the Northern Region as well, which was the land that worshiped Fallen Berserkers. At the time the ninth light circle spread through the world of Berserkers, it did not matter whether it was the Alliance of the Western Region or the Northern Province, all the descended Immortals felt their hearts tremble. They could feel the madness that wanted to dye the world red within the blood-red light circle.

Translator's Note:

1. The thing about the mountains and rivers: It's talking about the states in a human's life. There are supposedly three of them.

When you see the mountain, it is a mountain is the first stage. The first stage is in the beginning stages of a human's life. It is pure and they have only just begun to know the world. Everything is new, and whatever they see, it is the truth. If anyone tells that person something is a mountain, they will believe that it is a mountain.

When you see the mountain, it is not a mountain is the second stage. As you grow up, you will experience more things, and you will discover that there are problems in the world. The more problems you encounter in the world, the more complicated the world will seem. Many of the truths that you know will be turned upside down. The bad people will rule the world, and the good will find it hard to survive. People will start to get cynical and not believe in things so easily. At that time, people will start criticizing the present by saying how good the past is. Then, mountains and rivers will not simply be mountains and rivers anymore, because your view of things has changed. You start questioning your beliefs, and you start wondering whether the things you see are really what they seem.

When you see the mountain, it is still a mountain is the third stage. Since staying in the second stage bears too much suffering, they will start climbing up this metaphorical mountain, which means to train their minds and hearts. At this stage, they will concentrate on doing what they want to do and not compare themselves to others, and since the mind is calm and not bothered by the things in the world anymore, people will find that there is no need for them to adjust their point of view to suit other people's. At that time, they will feel free to perceive whatever they want in whichever way they want, hence you have: When you see the mountain, it is still a mountain, and when you see the river, it is still a river.

Chapter 706: Abyss' Awakening!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

More Berserkers gathered outside Eastern Wastelands Tower. When Xue Sha and the rest also arrived, they saw that there were already no less than hundreds of thousands of Berserkers gathered outside Eastern Wastelands Tower. And there were even more Berserkers that were charging towards the place from all directions in the sky.

The breathing and zealousness from those hundreds of thousands of people had turned into a shocking presence. This presence was like the stars surrounding the moon that was Eastern Wastelands Tower. A wave of madness that was enough to terrify all races erupted from their bodies.

The source of their madness was their blood, and the reason for their blood falling into madness was the ninth light circle in the sky. That blood-red light circle contained Su Ming's understanding, and it was a murderous will that even the epiphany left behind by the first God of Berserkers could not fight against.

The murderous aura surrounded the entire land of Berserkers, and there were even some excited roars stirred up by Su Ming's light circle within Yin Death Vortex, which was now hidden away by the newly returned blue sky.

Many roars reverberated in the air. Some of the ferocious beasts inside even looked as if they were about to rush out of the fog. They lingered about the edge, but they managed to control themselves and did not truly rush into the land of Berserkers.

As the fog tumbled about, the three old voices within the depths of the fog were also roaring.

"It's that boy's presence! That's right, it's his presence… It's the presence that belongs to this generation's God of Berserkers!"

"This is a blood-red murderous will... What shocking murderous will… I can even see that blood-red world within this murderous will. What a beautiful world…"

"I like this boy. I like people who have this sort of murderous aura. If I knew he was like this, I wouldn't have let those damn Immortals take him away all those years ago. I would have brought him into Yin Death's Holy Land and made him a sacred child within Yin Death Region!"

At the same time these three voices roared, an incredibly domineering divine will that was even older than theirs and located deeper within Yin Death Fog charged towards them while sweeping up the fog around the area before pushing down on the three divine senses.

"Shut up!"

There was a murderous aura contained within the old voice. When it reverberated in the air, the three divine senses instantly fell dead silent.

"I can sense a familiar ripple of power from his body. It's the ripple of power that belongs to the promise Lie Shan Xiu made with Yin Death World all those years ago! It's the call for Evil Spirits' guards and Surging Indulgers' murderous fiends.

"That ripple of power is still not powerful. Observe him constantly. When that ripple of power has become strong enough to call for us, bring him immediately to see me. That boy Lie Shan Xiu brought Yin Death World's mission with him when he left, and he was supposed to help us find the path that led to the fifth Great True World. As for us, we were supposed to listen to the orders of the one who could bring up these ripples.

"But Lie Shan Xiu had not said that the one who will be causing these ripples would just be one person. He had been talking about all the Berserkers gathering together. It's slightly off his predictions. Regardless, after Lie Shan Xiu left, the ripples of the call for the promise had only come from this person. Then… it must be him!"

Yin Death Fog tumbled about violently as the old man spoke. There were two other vortices within the depths of the fog. These two vortices were still and did not move. They were hidden deep and were appearing vaguely as the fog tumbled about. There seemed to be a continent lying within one of those still vortices.

The ground in that continent was black, and even the sky there was dark. Occasionally, red bolts of lightning would flash by the sky and illuminate the world so that it would be slightly more visible, allowing people to be able to somewhat see that there were a hundred thousand people in black armor sitting cross-legged on that continent.

These people were sitting with closed eyes and looked as if they had been asleep for several years. They were all about thirty feet tall and there were ferocious faces of malicious spirits on their countenances. These faces all looked like masks.

If Su Ming was there, he would immediately be able to sense clearly that the presence spreading out from their bodies belonged to Evil Spirits, which he had managed to master when he was within the first eight layers of Eastern Wastelands Tower.

There was also a continent within the other still vortex. However, the earth in that continent was crimson red, and it was the same for its sky, but occasionally, black bolts of lightning would appear, submerging the land in darkness. There were also a hundred thousand people sitting cross-legged on the ground there with their eyes shut, wearing red armor. Any person would be able to see that their bodies were all just skin and bones. Waves of red light surrounded them, making them look incredibly bizarre.

They were the Surging Indulgers!

Since ancient times, the warriors of these two races had lain dormant in these places and continued sleeping within the vortices. They waited for the day the person who could wake them up would arrive. At the instant the blood-red light from Eastern Wastelands Tower's ninth layer reverberated in the air throughout the land of Berserkers and sent Su Ming's will to all corners of the world, the eyes of the two hundred warriors within the two vortices fluttered, as if they were about to open their eyes.

However, the call from the promise was still incredibly weak. That was why after that light fluttering, their eyes fell shut once more.

As the light circle from Eastern Wastelands Tower swept through the world of Berserkers, as Berserkers who numbered to more than hundreds of thousands worshiped in zealous ardor, and as golden light flashed at the center of Eastern Wastelands Tower's first layer, Su Ming appeared.

His whole body was filled with a murderous aura. His understanding towards making his heart no longer be in a state of stillness and his desire for autumn had caused a tremendous change within him once he left the ninth layer.

There was no outsider interfering with this change, neither was there any other beings offering any sort of guidance. This was Su Ming's own understanding, and it was born of his own will.

'Autumn's color…'

Su Ming licked his lips. A strange and enchanting glare appeared in his eyes, and he walked slowly towards the killing sword. As he closed in on the blade, it immediately started shuddering, as if it had sensed that there was something off about Su Ming. It could sense that the person seemed to have transformed into somebody else compared to his past self.

Su Ming's murderous will far surpassed the killing sword's own, and it to let out a mournful whistle as it shuddered.

Su Ming lifted his right hand and slowly took hold of the sword's hilt.

"I'll ask you one last time, will you submit to me?!"

The killing sword trembled viciously in Su Ming's hands. Golden light flashed on the blade, and blue light emerged, then transformed into a small blue humanoid. That small humanoid was incredibly weakened, and once it appeared, it looked at Su Ming with terrified eyes. It could sense that even though Su Ming did not seem incredibly powerful right then, there was a presence around him that made even the sword spirit tremble. That presence made it seem as if this person had awakened the unknown…

"You are a killing sword. You should love killing, but all your slaughter is for death. All your slaughter is a form of worship towards death, and I… symbolize death," Su Ming stated languidly. At that instant, his spirit seemed to have risen, causing that awakened presence which made the sword tremble to become even stronger.

At the same time, at the spot where Su Ming's physical body was located at the center of the endless continents surrounding him in multiple layers, a wave of death abruptly erupted from his physical body with a bang. The outburst of that presence made the sharp needles that had sunk deep into the body to be pushed out a little, as if they could not contain that presence in his body.

The hearts of all powerful warriors in the land of Immortals shuddered at that instant. Long arcs charged forth and Relocation Runes were activated—everyone was rushing towards the place where Su Ming's body was located.

"Abyss' Awakening… This is Abyss' Awakening!"

An old man with a head full of white hair stepped into a Relocation Rune with terror on his face.

Chapter 707: Exiting the Tower

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At the time many Immortals rushed towards the large number of floating continents in the galaxy using various methods, the corpse that had given Su Ming an incredibly strong feeling lying on the altar suddenly erupted with a presence that made all the Immortals anxious.

The sharp needles on the corpse were crawling out madly, and by the looks of it, they would soon charge out of the body completely, resulting in no seal being able to hold down the corpse.

A strange mark appeared at the center of the corpse's brows. That mark looked like a dried-up leaf, but as it shone, it gave off a false impression that it was about to regain its life force.

Cracking sounds rang in the air as lines appeared on the altar. Those cracks were spreading in all directions, until they covered the whole ground. As the corpse's presence grew stronger, a bang rang in the air, and nearly a third of the needles in the corpse were forced out, shattering into dust in midair.

Right at the moment more needles were about to be forced out, long arcs arrived next to the corpse, and light from Runes shone beside it. Some people had even torn space itself to reach it. There were nine people who arrived!

These people had either arrived in the form of long arcs, via Relocation, or had torn through space. They were shrouded by fog and their faces could not be seen clearly, but at the time they closed in on the corpse, all of them let out a shout at the same time.

The shouts by these people turned into a wave of sound that surged towards the corpse. The nine people then lifted their right hands and formed a seal before pushing at nine different spots on the corpse.

At the same time, a violent shudder wrecked through these nine people's bodies when they started suppressing the corpse.

While these Immortals were doing so, more people continuously arrived to the area around Eastern Wastelands Tower. They numbered between four to five hundred thousand, and they were kneeling around the area and worshipping the tower that was shining with the light circles.

Su Ming stood calmly within Eastern Wastelands Tower and held the killing sword in his right hand. There was an indifferent expression on his face, but there was a terrifying wave of murderous intent that was erupting continuously from the depths of his soul.

The killing sword trembled violently in his hand. The awakened presence that terrified it eventually made it let out a submissive cry. As that cry echoed in the air, the final sliver of blue light disappeared, and once it was completely replaced by golden light, the sword let out a piercing light in Su Ming's hand.

Su Ming let go of the hilt and pointed towards the killing sword. It instantly charged towards his right index finger, turning smaller as it came and making it seem as if there was golden light surrounding Su Ming's right index finger. When that golden light scattered away after a moment, a sharp golden nail was added to the tip of the fingernail.

At that moment, after being pushed into an incredibly pathetic state that he had even spared no pains in lighting his soul on fire more than a year ago, Su Ming made the sword submit to him! By borrowing the awe-inspiring might of Eastern Wastelands Tower, he had managed to do so using the awakening of his soul after he understood the bloody meaning behind autumn, as well as managing to gain a hazy notion of something!

"I… like red…" Su Ming whispered softly, then lifted his right hand and pushed against the door of Eastern Wastelands Tower.

With it, booming sounds came from the gate, and it slowly swung open. At the moment it opened, an endless amount of golden light charged out and shook the entire land. During that instant, excited roars came into the tower from the world outside.

Su Ming walked out calmly. When he moved out of Eastern Wastelands Tower enveloped by the golden light, he saw an endless amount of excited Berserkers.

His statue of the God of Berserkers manifested in midair at that time, the ten thousand feet statue appearing erect in the world. The presence of Life Cultivation spread out from it, the mighty pressure that made all the Berserkers' blood boil, and it told all of the Berserkers one thing—Su Ming was… the God of Berserkers they had been searching for over the past year!

"Greeting, God of Berserkers!"

"Greeting, God of Berserkers!"

"Greeting, God of Berserkers!"

The rise and fall of the voices that belonged to the four to five hundred thousand people fused together, turning into a shocking roar and the Berserkers' will. It became the Berserkers' soul, and as it reverberated in the air, all the people shouted at the top of their lungs. The excited cries could intimidate even the heavens themselves, bring the earth to submission, cause hearts to shake, and make souls roar!

Su Ming stood outside Eastern Wastelands Tower silently and looked at all the excited eyes staring at him. Roars that surged into the sky reached his ears. Within this wave of sound and amid the Berserkers' excitement, a strange form of resonance gradually took shape, tying his heart together with these people.

This resonance was a feeling that could not be described with words. It was as if Su Ming could make these people move with just one word. Even if he wanted them to blast the sky open, they would not hesitate to do so.

It was as if Su Ming was their God at this instant. Or perhaps not just for this instant but for all eternity.

Su Ming closed his eyes. After a moment, the waves of sound traveling into his ears increased, and they showed no sign of stopping. When they grew so loud as if they were about to turn the world upside down, he opened his eyes and slowly said, "I want to slaughter my way to the Immortals' territory."

His voice was not loud, but even in the mid of the roars let out by the four to five hundred thousand people, his voice still spread in all directions and reverberated over the whole land.

As his voice traveled forth, all the Berserkers in the area, including the old men like Xue Sha and Tian Qi, found themselves unable to contain their excitement.

"Slaughter our way to the Immortals' territory!" This was the cry shared by all the people in the land. Their merged voices could terrify even ghosts and deities, and they could make all living beings tremble because of it.

"I want to kill all Immortals in the land of Berserkers!" Su Ming swung his arm, and his voice grew slightly louder.

"Kill all Immortals in the land of Berserkers!" All the Berserkers in the area stood up and shouted at the sky. A crazed killing intent erupted from their bodies at that instant.

"I want to dye the Immortals' galaxy red!" Su Ming took a step forward and rose swiftly in midair. As his voice spread out, he was answered by the crazed roars of the four to five hundred thousand Berserkers.

"Dye the Immortals' galaxy red!" Roars that surpassed the cries of thunder gathered together like a sword that was drawn out of its scabbard. It gathered the Berserkers' uprisal and charged into the sky to stir the heavens. It even made all the ferocious spirits in Yin Death Fog fall silent.

At that instant, as those people shrouded by fog suppressed Su Ming's physical body at the center of all the floating continents in the Immortals' galaxy, another third of all the needles charged out of his body and exploded in midair.

It made the nine people suppressing him cough up blood. As they tumbled backwards, all of them let out low growls and forced their bodies to stop moving back. At the instant they moved to suppress the corpse once again, nine distorted illusions appeared behind them.

Projections of a world could be seen within the distorted illusions behind each of these people. Those were worlds from nine directions, and within each world, an endless number of Immortals could be seen meditating. They were offering up all their power and sending it through the projected illusions.

"Send out my orders and tell the Immortals in other other nine worlds to suppress the change in Destiny's physical body! If they don't send someone soon and suppress him, the nine of us will not be able to handle him!"

One of the nine let out a low shout as they all borrowed the powers of their worlds to suppress Su Ming's physical body, preventing the needles in his body from being able to leave his flesh.

Almost at the same time these nine people suppressed the corpse once again, shocking roars echoed through Eastern Wastelands. As the four to five hundred thousand people howled, Su Ming lifted his head and looked at the sky while standing beside Eastern Wastelands Tower. His gaze seemed to be able to see through the sky and Yin Death Region, making him able to see the Immortals' galaxy, which existed beyond the mirror.

"I am the God of Berserkers! I will lead all Berserkers and dye the Immortals' sky red with their blood!" Su Ming did not just say these words, but lifted his head and roared them at the sky. With it, all the Berserkers in the area did the same thing and let out roars that shook the sky. All their wills were gathered on Su Ming at that instant, and he had a feeling that he could fuse with the world of Berserkers.

As some part of his soul awakened, as he understood the meaning of autumn, and as the Berserkers' will fused together, Su Ming's cultivation base erupted with a bang.

Once that happened, red gradually appeared in the sky. The rivers on the ground seemed to have also been dyed by that color during that instant and gained a red glow.

At the spot where Su Ming's physical body was, once his cultivation base erupted, all the needles that had sunk into him once again due to the suppression shuddered, looking as if they wanted to surge out. The expressions on the nine people's faces changed drastically where they stood around the body.

At that moment, a tyrannical and powerful divine sense came charging forward with a bang, tearing through space to appear right above Su Ming's physical body. Whoever it was lifted his or her right hand and pushed down swiftly. Soon after, a divine sense with an ancient and old presence charged through the torn space and pushed down on Su Ming's physical body.

If anyone took a look here, then they would see that there were nearly a hundred Immortals who had gathered around to suppress the sealed body, and all of them possessed incredibly powerful might.

As the light from the Runes shone, a divine sense that surpassed that of all the divine senses belonging to the people in the area tore through space from somewhere and arrived with a bang, suppressing Su Ming's physical body.

"Abyss' Awakening..? Hmph! Even if he awakened, he would still have to forever pay tribute to us Immortals."

Under the suppression from the various powerful and mighty presences among the Immortals as well as some ancient existences, Su Ming's physical body gradually calmed down. The mark of the dried leaf at the center of his brows disappeared, and he stopped moving.

Su Ming could not sense any of what happened in the land of Immortals while he remained in the land of Berserkers. However, at the moment his body was finally suppressed, he felt as if a huge stone was pressed down against his heart, and his hate for all Immortals erupted forth even greater than before.

He had a strong feeling that there was only a little left before his cultivation base would move into the middle stage of Life Matrix. This sliver of difference would need the world to run crimson, requiring an endless amount of blood and lives.

Chapter 708: Destroy the Sect!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Ming no longer attempted to clear the other layers of Eastern Wastelands Tower. He left seeking the answer for the things after the ninth layer to the future, because he had far too many things he needed to do at the moment and did not have the time to stay in the tower. By his predictions, if he wanted to gain a complete epiphany towards Eastern Wastelands Tower, not only would he require a level of cultivation higher than his current one, he would also need an endless amount of time.

Su Ming's murderous aura filled his entire being. He wanted to turn the sky red and see autumn to verify his epiphany so that he could enter the middle stage of Life Matrix.

As the four to five hundred thousand Berserkers roared around him, Su Ming cast a glance at the land in the distance. His Atman filled the area, but he was only looking for one thing. It was… his eldest senior brother's statue, located at the spot where the Immortals descended.

That statue was kept in perfect condition at its original spot. There was also Su Ming's protection on that statue, which he had left in secret as he escaped from the killing sword. Su Ming did not believe that his eldest senior brother would just die like this. He absolutely refused to believe it.

In silence, Su Ming averted his gaze. He did not dare to take his eldest senior brother away, because he was uncertain. He did not know whether his actions would bring more harm to his eldest senior brother.

'Eldest senior brother, I'll make you wake up…'

Su Ming lifted his head. When he swept his gaze past Fated Kin, he nodded, then looked towards the world in the distance. As he spread his Atman outwards, he found an Immortals' sect located in that direction - Sky Mist Dao!

This was the biggest sect Sky Mist Dao had in the land of Berserkers. It was also their base within the land of Berserkers. The sect had currently entered seclusion and activated all their great Runes which covered an area of several hundreds of thousands of lis, making the area into an incredibly powerful defense. It would be difficult for Berserkers to move even half an inch forward through the area of the Rune, but the people of Sky Mist Dao could also not venture out.

"Come with me… to destroy the Immortals' sects in the land of Berserkers. Our first target is Sky Mist Dao!"

Su Ming waved his arm, and his voice spread through the whole area in waves. All the Berserkers who heard his words felt their blood boiling. Their eyes turned crimson red, and they let out hoarse roars.

They had been waiting for this day for far too long, and now it had finally arrived. Under the lead of their God of Berserkers, Su Ming, they would sweep through all the Immortal sects in the land of Berserkers, and make their land… become a forbidden ground for Immortals from then onwards!

Tian Qi, Xue Sha, Chi Lei Tian, and the others were the group whose level of cultivation were the highest besides Su Ming. They had witnessed his fight against Di Tian and saw the Immortals' Relocation Rune shatter. At that moment, when they saw Su Ming walking out of Eastern Wastelands Tower and heard his words wanting to destroy all Immortal sects in the land of Berserkers, they flew up without hesitation and wrapped their fists in their palms before Su Ming, worshipping him.

"We are all willing to obey the God of Berserkers' will and are willing to follow the God of Berserkers to destroy the Immortals!"

"We will follow the God of Berserkers and destroy the Immortals!"

The same words escaped the mouths of all Berserkers in the area in the form of crazed roars. Long arcs shot up from the ground and charged into the sky. Those long arcs belonged to the four to five hundred thousand people flying upwards at the same time, and this was a scene that was striking enough to shock all those who saw it.

Su Ming cast a glance at Tian Qi and the others before he took a step towards the sky in the distance. He turned into a long arc and flew right in front of everyone. Tian Qi and the others followed swiftly behind, and right behind them was Su Ming's Fated Kin. With Nan Gong Hen as their leader, they followed closely behind their Respected Senior Mo.

Right at the end were the four to five hundred thousand Berserkers. With a presence that covered the sky, they turned into brilliant arcs that caused a huge shadow to fall on the ground. As they charged forward, they followed Su Ming and rushed towards Sky Mist Dao.

Time passed swiftly. The flight of five hundred thousand people stirred up a huge gust of wind that swept through the world. An endless amount of sand and stone on the ground was swept up. The layers of clouds in the sky were torn apart before they could even get close to the crowd. In the mid of all the moaning sounds from wind that was stirred up due to the charge, the crowd landed right above Sky Mist Dao after a day.

Sky Mist Dao was one of the Immortal sects in Eastern Wastelands, and it occupied a territory of hundreds of thousands of lis. There were eighteen mountains located inside this territory, and there was an innumerable amount of beautiful towers on each of these mountains. They could accommodate hundreds of thousands of disciples to train within them, and a large circular Rune was located on the ground with these eighteen mountains as a basis. The Rune could absorb the spiritual aura from the world so that Immortals could continue training.

It was especially so right then. Once all the Runes in Sky Mist Dao were activated, a thick layer of fog filled the area around it, surrounding the place, and lightning arcs could be seen flashing inside. There were also low growls echoing inside that fog, giving off an air that it did not welcome any forms of life inside.

The fog covered an area of several hundreds of thousands of lis. Besides lightning flashes and low growls, there was also a brilliant light flashing inside that fog. It was the second layer of Sky Mist Dao's Mountain Protection Rune - Ultimate Barrier!

Not only were Sky Mist Dao disciples required to manage the activation of this Ultimate Barrier, it also needed the Rune on the ground to continuously absorb spiritual aura from the ground, supplying itself with the necessary amount of spiritual aura.

South Morning's Sky Mist Barrier was the shrunken version of this Ultimate Barrier. There were also Sky Mist's Immortal guards inside this Ultimate Barrier. All of these Immortal guards were puppets that would obey any command, even it was for them to self-destruct.

There was a third Rune within Sky Mist Dao, right behind that Ultimate Barrier. That Rune's name was Four Sacred Skies. It was one of the core Mountain Protection Runes in Sky Mist Dao. Within it were the four great laws of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, and they could destroy all those who tried to trespass with brute force.

Besides Four Sacred Skies, Sky Mist Dao had one final Rune, and that was Four Seasons' Destruction! The passage of time contained within the spring, summer, autumn, and winter was embedded within this Rune, and with the lives of all the disciples in Sky Mist Dao as its foundation, it would make the life of the person who moved into the Rune take a turn for the worse by speeding up his life cycle.

After all, even if there were only ten thousand Sky Mist disciples offering a year of their lives, there would still be ten thousand years contained within the Rune, and to many people, these ten thousand years meant that they would immediately become old, turning into skeletons once they stepped into the Four Seasons' Destruction.

As the five hundred thousand long arcs charged through the world beyond Sky Mist Dao and stirred up a huge gust of wind, they swept up and endless amount of sand that crashed into that thick fog around Sky Mist Dao before they even got close.

At the instant sand and fog crashed into each other, shocking booming sounds echoed in the air. Hasty bell chimes immediately traveled through the entire Sky Mist Dao. At the instant the disciples within the eighteen mountains heard the bell chimes, their expressions changed, no matter what they were doing.

The ground trembled due to that booming sound, and the eighteen mountains shuddered together. Long arcs flew up and turned into dozens of people in midair. None of these people had low levels of cultivation, but they were all looking at the sky with pale faces.

"The Berserkers have come! Maintain the Runes at full power! No matter what cost, do not let the Berserkers break through Sky Mist Dao's Runes!"

"All those within Sky Mist Dao, listen well! If you fall into the hands of Berserkers, you will definitely die! Instead of that, it is better to tie your lives to Sky Mist Dao! Besides, there is a possibility that they will not be able to break our Runes! We… still have hope!"

"I've already contacted our sect in the land of Immortals once more! If we persevere, then we will have a chance to live!"

Low shouts that contained either brusque or gentle words reverberated through Sky Mist Dao, and they were all trying to curb the panic among the disciples. Yet a violent bang that sounded as if it was right beside everyone's ears traveled through Sky Mist Dao from the area outside.

That sound caused the eighteen mountains to shake so much that crushed stones started rolling down. Sky Mist Dao's disciples shuddered so much that many of them started bleeding from their eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

"The first layer of our Runes… has been broken…" A piercing scream shot out among the disciples. At the instant all people turned their gazes towards the sky, they saw…

A young man clad in armor and surrounded entirely by black smoke. With long hair that was black with a tinge of purple, he stood in the sky and sliced down with the sword in his hand. When he did so, an endless amount of thick fog let out a loud bang and tumbled backwards like seawater before disintegrated altogether.

With the killing sword in hand, Su Ming pointed towards Sky Mist Dao, which was now lacking that thick fog.

"Kill them!"

As he roared, the Berserkers who had arrived continuously behind him charged madly towards Sky Mist Dao's second layer of defense. As the fog was torn apart and continued tumbling backwards to reveal Sky Mist Dao, not only did all the disciples in the sect see Su Ming, they also saw the hundreds of thousands of Berserkers behind him. They also saw… the other Berserkers behind the initial hundreds of thousands, whose sheer numbers blotted out the sky and earth, and who were packed so densely together that an end to them could not be seen.

All of the Berserkers' eyes were crimson red, and they were all shining with madness and a hatred towards Immortals that was engraved deep within their bones.

Wu La stood at the second mountain with a pale face. As she looked at Su Ming and all the Berserkers outside the Rune in the sky, her expression changed. Slowly, the complicated look on her face disappeared and was replaced by a sigh. She tightly wrapped her fingers around a pair of bells in her hand.

Tian Lan You's face was also pale as she stood on another mountain, but there was an endless amount of cold spreading out from her. She kept her gaze fixed on Su Ming while another woman stood quietly right next to her. That woman was Tian Lan Meng.

She looked at Su Ming in the sky, and all the memories of the past surfaced in her head. Their initial meeting all those years ago and their journey together as they harbored some fondness for each other, but those possible beautiful moments that might have existed turned to dust due to their separation because of the great war between the the Shamans and Berserkers.

Her hesitation after they reunited in the World of Berserkers caused her to be unable to forget the grief and understanding that had appeared on Su Ming's face at that time.

'Is it fated..?' Tian Lan Meng bit her bottom lip, and tears fell from her eyes.

As the five hundred thousand people charged forward from beyond Sky Mist Dao, Su Ming held the killing sword in his hand and walked towards the second layer of defense. At the same time, in a forest far away from this spot, located near Evil Spirit Sect, Qian Chen found himself lying on the ground and continuing to fake death once again. There was an incredibly beautiful woman in front of him. She was blinking rapidly while eating roasted seeds in her hand and throwing the seed skins on the ground.

There was a huge yellowish brown dog beneath her. That dog was sticking out its tongue lazily and sweeping up those seed skins before swallowing them.

The old man that was really the bald crane was putting on the air of a powerful person and an unfathomable demeanor, as if he was afraid that other people did not know that he was a veteran, and he was chatting away with the woman.

"Are you saying that this God of Berserkers, Su Ming, is your disciple?" The woman's eyes went wide, and she put on a naive expression. There was a look of idolization on her beautiful, petite face.

"I'll have to correct you, lassy. That Su Ming is not my disciple. His father is my disciple in name. So in all, that boy Su Ming could call me his granduncle master.

"There is nothing I don't know about him. What do you want to know? I can tell you," the old man stated, after a small cough.

Chapter 709: A Pot of Meat…

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"How old is that God of Berserkers this year?" The woman blinked and looked at the old man before her with a smile, then placed a seed in her mouth and bit down on it.

"Others might not know about Su Ming, but I know him too well, he's…" As the old man who was actually the transformed bald crane continued chattering away, the huge yellow dog under the woman's feet cast a sideways glance at him before shaking its head. There was a look of pity and compassion on its face when it sashayed its way to Qian Chen, who was pretending to be dead by the side.

As it walked around Qian Chen's body, the yellow mutt stuck out its nose and sniffed him carefully before sticking out its tongue to lick his face a few times. A large amount of slob fell down on Qian Chen face, but he did not dare move.

He could not help but find his heart racing against his chest. He kept his eyes shut tight, but he could still smell the stench coming from that wet tongue. But this was not even the main point, he was actually a person who had descended to the land of Berserkers, and while he was not an Immortal, he still had some unique divine abilities.

None of them were offensive, but he could somewhat see through the true form of certain objects. This divine ability was well liked by the younger disciples of his race, and it was an Art they had to have when they wanted to travel around worlds.

This divine ability would let them find many treasures that other people could not find and allow them to seem as if they possessed Insight. In fact, there were some direct connections between this divine ability and the reason why Qian Chen had been able to use a unique method to descend to the land of Berserkers.

When he first ran into the bald crane, he had used this divine ability and saw that the person he was looking at was actually a transformed bird. The bald crane had then introduced itself as Old Crane, and that was why Qian Chen constantly addressed it as Grandpa Crane and Sir Crane. Only then did the bald crane see how clever he was and dragged him in as its companion.

At that moment, as that mutt continued licking Qian Chen with its tongue, his heart trembled. He had a feeling that there was something off about this mutt. That stench from its mouth made him instinctively execute his divine ability and push his mind slightly outward to look towards the mutt beside him.

Qian Chen was left stunned after his glance. He even opened his eyes wide to look at the mutt in shock. What he saw with his Art was no mutt but a yellow dragon!

And it was a dragon with an incredibly ferocious look. At that moment, the dragon was looking at him and sticking out its huge tongue to lick his face. A large amount of dragon saliva fell on him, and in Qian Chen's eyes, the yellow dragon seemed as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

There was nothing else that could drive Qian Chen into more despair than an evil dragon licking him. Under this extreme terror, his eyes rolled upwards and he fell unconscious. This time, he truly fainted.

However, before he was knocked out, he could still hear the bald crane's ancient voice ringing in his ears.

"Lassy, there are too many things regarding the God of Berserkers' past. I feel thirsty after saying so much. By the way, why are your parents not here yet? We already made a promise that if you wanted to make a powerful warrior like me join your side, you would need to bring someone who has equal status to me here so that we could negotiate...

"Oh well, I'm a little hungry now. How about this? That mutt seems quite fat, why don't you kill that mutt and make a pot of braised meat?"

These were the bald crane's words Qian Chen heard before he fainted. It was also why Qian Chen fell unconscious very happily and in a very straightforward manner.

At that time, booming sounds surged into the sky in a place where Sky Mist Dao was located. They reverberated in all directions in a manner that was deafening to the ears, causing the land of Sky Mist Dao to tremble and cracks to appear in the sky.

Five hundred thousand people had surrounded Sky Mist Dao. The murderous aura and madness spreading from their bodies turned into something that practically had corporeal form, and it was squashing down the eighteen mountains that were protected by Sky Mist Dao's Runes.

The mighty pressure was something that this sect could not hope to resist. Even if they put up some resistance, it would shatter instantly under this pressure. The wills of those five hundred thousand people had fused together and turned into a wave of madness that could destroy everything.

Chi Lei Tian and the others followed right behind Su Ming as he traveled at the forefront. At that moment, even though there were mixed feelings within Chi Lei Tian's heart, he did not harbor any thoughts to take back the Lightning Crystal from Su Ming. In truth, when he first saw him at the spot where Immortals descended a year ago, he had been able to recognize that this was the person from South Morning that he had planned to torture to death.

He was the person who had snatched away half of his Lightning Crystal, and Chi Lei Tian had sent his divine sense over to say all those heinous and brutal words…

When he noticed that Su Ming was that person, all sorts of feelings had arisen within his heart, and he had given up on his misery. In fact, he felt incredibly regretful over the brutal words he had said in the beginning.

As all those mixed feelings battled in his heart, he saw Su Ming giving off the presence that was so powerful it could almost suffocate a person, and Chi Lei Tian showed off his abilities without care for any risk to himself. In his eyes, this was perhaps the only method for him to not have Su Ming come causing trouble for him.

With a calm expression on his face, Su Ming took a step forward, and the fog that was the first layer of Sky Mist Dao's Rune tumbled backwards before him to reveal the second Rune, which was a gigantic screen of light known as the Ultimate Barrier.

That screen of light surrounded the entire Sky Mist Dao. In fact, if anyone looked at it for a longer period of time, they would find that it was not a single, thin layer but consisted multiple layers that formed a barrier in the shape of a city wall, and it was protecting Sky Mist Dao within it.

There was also an endless amount of spiritual aura spreading out from the ground to fuse into the barrier so that it could continue to operate. In fact, every hundred feet, a Sky Mist Dao disciple could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged, resulting in the defensive prowess of the second barrier to be greater than that of the first layer.

There were also nearly a hundred powerful presences on that Rune. Each of these presences possessed great power, but they had no intelligence. They were all puppets that existed because of the Rune.

They could not leave Sky Mist Dao. They could only survive around the barrier, and were the best defensive force.

"Break it," Su Ming stated flatly once he swept his gaze across the guards of that Ultimate Barrier.

As his words traveled through the sky, Chi Lei Tian and the others immediately charged towards the barrier. At the same time, the four to five hundred thousand people around them hurled a punch at the Ultimate Barrier as they roared and continued spreading out the mighty pressure from their bodies.

In Su Ming's eyes, there was no skill required to break Sky Mist Dao's Rune. There was no need for him to understand how the Rune operated, and neither was there any need for him to think about how to dodge it. They only needed… one punch!

With a punch thrown together by five hundred thousand people, with a forceful and incredibly violent manner, they would break open this barrier with brute force. This was a punch of an upfront manner!

The punches Berserkers gathered together the power of the hundreds of thousands of people, and the resulting attack seemed like a savage, crazed dragon that was charging towards the wall, which was known as Sky Mist Dao's Ultimate Barrier. Nearly a hundred golden flashes of light shone, and the puppets appeared. As they came into contact with the power gathered together by the hundreds of thousands of Berserkers, a bang shook the skies, and the puppets turned into dust, were instantly wiped off.

They could not stop the Berserkers for even a moment, allowing the crazed dragon that was formed by the power of the hundreds of thousands of Berserkers to crash into the Ultimate Barrier. A loud booming sound surged into the air and spread through a small half of Eastern Wastelands, the barrier that was formed by the screen of light let out a scream of its inability to withstand the force that had just rammed into it. As it shattered inch by inch, the thousands of Sky Mist Dao disciples sitting on the barrier and defending it fell backwards, crumbling. As the booming sound echoed in the air, the barrier shattered!

"Fourth God of Berserkers, even if you destroy Sky Mist Dao today, there will come a day where we Immortals will descend en masse and destroy all of you!" A shrill roar came from the crumbled barrier, and it belonged to an old man. There was little of his body left, but there was an endless amount of hatred within his voice.

"Are the number of Berserkers you Immortals killed small? After the first God of Berserkers left, you cruelly tore our second God of Berserkers, sealed Great Yu Imperial City, and sent a large amount of Immortals to purge us Berserkers. More than hundreds of millions of Berserkers had died by your hands throughout the ages!"

"Immortals must die! My tribe and my family were all slaughtered by Immortals, and it was all so that they could create a single drop of Berserker Blood…"

"All my children died in the hands of Immortals. To me, you've already destroyed my bloodline! So I'll make all of you pay!"

"I'm the only one left of my tribe now, and it was all because my tribe was located on a spirit mine…"

Voices rose up in the form of roars in answer to the old man's words. They were the voices belonging to the hundreds of thousands of Berserkers in the area. They were filled with their hatred and their madness towards the Immortals.

This was a war between two races. Perhaps there were people who had never dyed their hands in either of the races' blood in this war, but even so, in this war where one side must be destroyed, they could only go with the flow, and slowly, but surely, they would also find themselves killing the other race.

This was war. There is no right and wrong in it. The only thing that might exist is a sigh of regret.

Su Ming lifted his head and watched as the old man with that shrill voice and hatred gradually disappeared. He then lifted his right hand. The Berserkers around him roared, and he lowered his hand towards the third layer of protection - Four Sacred Skies.

When his palm fell, the ten thousand feet statue of the God of Berserkers manifested before him, and it struck the third layer of protection with its palm. As rumbling sounds echoed in the air, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning rose up within that Four Sacred Skies Rune before spreading out violently.

The Berserkers' levels of cultivation were unequal. Once Four Sacred Skies spread out, quite a large number of them immediately coughed up blood. Some of them even collapsed and died. But there was an even larger number of Berserkers who charged past Su Ming with red eyes, as if they had gone mad, and rushed towards the Rune.

This was not Su Ming's battle alone. This was… the battle of all Berserkers.

The Immortals within the eighteen mountains of Sky Mist Dao watched the sky quietly with pale faces under the Rune's protection. Despair took hold of them, for the shadow of death was descending on them. Once the Rune shattered, the only thing that would await them was death.

Chapter 710: There Will Always be Sacrifices, and There Will Always be Those who Want to Live

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sky Mist Dao's third Rune rumbled, and those rumbling sounds from Four Sacred Skies continued violently without stop. This Rune might be incredibly powerful and the four great laws of wind, rain, lightning, and thunder might be able to gather up an endless amount of destructive power as they changed, but no matter how limitless that destructive power was, it could not overcome the madness of five hundred thousand people.

Theirs was a reckless battle, and it was a form of counterattack in the mid of their uprising, born from hatred for Immortals.

The Rune lasted for a moment, and that so called infinite amount of destruction did not last too long either. Quite a number of Berserkers died, but they died willingly. They were dying for their own people, for the Berserkers' uprising. They died without regrets.

Su Ming did not stop the Berserkers from getting injured or getting killed as they fought against the Immortals, because this was for their own uprising. If he forcefully called a stop to the Berserkers' attack and attacked Sky Mist Dao's Rune himself, perhaps with his power, he could break open Sky Mist Dao's mountain gate.

But if he did that, then this war would no longer be the Berserkers and the Immortals' battle. Instead… it would be Su Ming against the Immortals. If that came to be the case, then Berserkers would not be able to continue with their uprising. Even if there was any form of rise in power, it would still be Su Ming's uprising, not that of the Berserkers.

A race's uprising required fresh blood, sacrifices, and a will.

Su Ming looked at the madness within his people's red eyes. The only thing he could do was to lead them and break open the Runes with them. Su Ming took a step forward. As his power of Life Matrix circulated in his body, he lifted his foot and took a swift step forward. The world immediately roared, and a huge foot appeared in the sky.

It was the God of Berserkers' Seven Steps. The foot stepped on Sky Mist Dao's Four Sacred Skies Rune seven times in a row. The Rune shuddered, and an endless amount of Berserkers charged forward madly. With their bodies, their flesh, and their power, and everything else within them, they crashed into the Rune.

A loud boom erupted into the sky. As that sound burst into the air, tens of thousands of Berserkers died, but the Four Sacred Skies Rune also shattered.

Once it did, only one last defensive Rune remained between the Immortals and the Berserkers - Four Seasons' Destruction!

This Rune was incredibly terrifying. It did not have any concrete attacks and could not destroy any souls. It only had a power to make spring move towards winter. It could make a person transform in the way the four seasons would and move from life to death… With the same amount of life offered, it could extinguish the flames in a person's life.

"Sky Mist Dao disciples, we are Immortals! Even… if we die, we will die as we kill Berserkers! Only this sort of death will allow our souls to return to our homeland! If we die in humiliation and let these savage barbarians break our Rune, then our deaths will have no value!"

At the instant Four Sacred Skies crumbled, the Sect Master of the Sky Mist Dao branch in the land of Berserkers, a middle-aged man with a sullen face, rose up in midair and looked at all the disciples within the eighteen mountains.

His gaze gradually turned gentle, and a hint of a reluctance to part appeared in his eyes.

"I don't want to die… but if Sky Mist Dao is going to fall, if the Rune crumbles and we will all have to face death without exception, then… I wish that I will die a worthy death. I wish that my death will make these savages in Yin Death Region pay a devastating price.

"I wish that my death will lessen the sacrifices for our army in the land of Immortals when they come here to avenge us… I am not a kindhearted person, but at this moment, I wish that my death would be worth it! Who among you is willing to die a worthy death with me?"

The middle-aged man's voice was rousing. At the instant he said those words, he lifted his head and looked at the final Rune up ahead, then took a step towards Sky Mist Dao's Four Seasons' Destruction.

At the instant he took that step forward, his physical body started rapidly withering away, and at the moment he closed in on the Rune, his body turned into a pile of bones that fell apart. However, all his flesh, blood, and Nascent Divinity gathered together and flew out of that pile of bones, fusing into the Four Seasons' Destruction with a bang.

"Sky Mist Dao's final Rune is called Four Seasons' Destruction because it will be incredibly difficult to destroy as long as there were those who were willing to offer up their lives to take another's. There will only be dead souls in Sky Mist Dao, no survivors in our sect who will be waiting for you!

"I still have four thousand eight hundred something years of life in me, who will come and exchange their lives with me!" The Sect Master's voice reverberated through the air and spread through the entire area inside the Rune as well as the area beyond. Even the Berserkers outside stopped moving.

Su Ming stood right at the front. When he looked over and sensed the determination within the Immortals that would rather descend into madness and die than give up, he had to admit that even though he despised and loathed this race, there were respectable aspects within each race.

"I still have seven hundred something years of life left, who will exchange their lives with me?!" A person flew out from one of the eighteen mountains in Sky Mist Dao and charged towards that Four Seasons' Destruction Rune.

"I still have a hundred something years of life left…"

"I still have two thousand two hundred something years of life…"

"I have four hundred something years of life…"

"I have six hundred something years of life…"

One voice after another rose continuously from the eighteen mountains in Sky Mist Dao, and groups of people charged swiftly towards the Four Seasons' Destruction Rune. In the blink of an eye, those voices became even more frequent and eventually fused together to become Sky Mist Dao's cry.

"I still have five hundred years of life," Wu La whispered softly and fused into the Rune.

In silence, Tian Lan You lifted her head and took a step forward towards the Rune. Tian Lan Meng bit her bottom lip, and just as she was about to move forward in anguish, the departing Tian Lan You suddenly turned her head around, and before Tian Lan Meng could even react to her, Tian Lan You had already lifted her right hand and swung at her sister.

A white layer of fog spread out. Tian Lan Meng gradually closed her eyes in the fog and fell to the side.

"Live a good life…" Tian Lan You whispered softly and turned around to take a step towards the Rune in the sky.

When almost every single person in Sky Mist Dao offered up their lives, a blinding light erupted from the Four Seasons' Destruction Rune. That light came from all directions and concentrated right before the Berserkers.

The low roars and declarations that they would exchange a life for a life symbolized the Immortals' counterattack. It also made the bloodthirsty Berserkers fall silent for a moment.

But it only lasted for a moment before all the Berserkers took a step forward. A presence that suppressed all things swept through the land, and the Berserkers charged into the circle of light that would take their lives in exchange for the Immortals'.

Su Ming did not move back. He took a step into that circle of light together with his people. This was a battle that had no plots, no schemes, and no ploys.

This was a crazed battle of sacrificing a life for a life. If the Immortals could do it, then Berserkers would give the same response. As loud booming sounds rang in the air and both sides fought using their lives, the bodies of all Sky Mist Dao disciples withered away once they gave up all their years. But this was not the end, their Nascent Divinities self-destructed as their bodies collapsed so that they could bring forth even greater destruction with the power contained in their explosions.

The Berserkers were the same. This was a battle that had no right or wrong, no logic or reasoning. This was a crazed battle that sacrificed a life for a life. As more people died, the battle gradually came to an end.

Tens of thousands of Immortals collapsed dead. When the Sect Master disappeared, when Wu La's soul with its anguish scattered into nothingness, when all the Immortals gave up their everything for the sake of killing at least one more Berserker… the battle that sacrificed a life for a life ended.

Once the last Immortal in the Rune died, the light from the Four Seasons' Destruction gradually faded away and disappeared into the world. Su Ming stood in midair at that moment. As of then, nearly seventy thousand Berserkers had died.

Half of them were lost due to this sacrifice of life for a life.

The entire battlefield sank into silence.

"They are warriors. Even if our hatred towards them burns the sky… they were still warriors. They deserve respect," Su Ming said slowly. His voice reverberated through the battlefield, falling into each of the Berserkers' ears.

Sky Mist Dao was destroyed. However, within all races and all sects, if there were those who were courageous enough to sacrifice their own lives, then there would naturally be those who were cowards. At that moment, there were a couple hundred of these people still remaining among the eighteen mountains of Sky Mist Dao. They were the ones who had not given up their lives earlier. Once the Four Seasons' Destruction Rune disappeared and the sky was filled with Berserkers, these hundreds of people walked out while trembling, then prostrated themselves on the ground towards the Berserkers and Su Ming.

"We are willing to change our blood inheritance and worship the God of Berserkers as Berserkers from now on…" These hundreds of people prayed as they trembled, and their words pleading for survival traveled through the air.

Su Ming did not bother about these people. There would naturally be those who would enslave them and make them secondary citizens—slaves in all but name—among the Berserkers. Su Ming's gaze fell on a person lying unconscious on the ground within one of the eighteen mountains.

He walked over silently and arrived next to the unconscious Tian Lan Meng. He looked at her silently, and a hint of nostalgia as well as complicated feelings appeared on his face.

Su Ming closed his eyes. Sometime later, when he opened them, he said flatly, "Chi Lei Tian!"

Immediately, a long arc charged through the sky and landed behind him. It was Chi Lei Tian. His heart was trembling slightly, but he dared not show a single hint of it on his face. Instead, he only showed zealous respect as he knelt down on one knee towards Su Ming.

"I, Chi Lei Tian, am here."

"I took away half of your Lightning Crystal in the past…" Su Ming said slowly. When he uttered these words, Chi Lei Tian's heart let out a thump in his chest, and an awkward look as well as a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Today, I will give Sky Mist Dao's ruins to your tribe. Make it the foundation for your tribe to grow strong." Su Ming turned around and looked towards the man.

Chi Lei Tian was momentarily stunned, then excitement instantly filled him. He bowed towards Su Ming once again.

"Thank you for your gift, God of Berserkers!"

"Stay here for the time being. The rest of you, come with me… and we will wipe out Hidden Dragon Sect!" Su Ming turned around and walked towards the sky. The hundreds of thousands of Berserkers around him roared and turned into a long arc as they charged into the distance with Su Ming at the front.

Chi Lei Tian lifted his head and looked towards the Berserker army that was leaving into the distance. He was also looking at Su Ming as he traveled at the front, while in his ears were the words Su Ming had told to him before he left.

"That woman is an old friend of mine. Let her stay and don't harm her."

Chapter 711: Do Not Spare Even a Single One

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hidden Dragon Sect is one of the three great sects in the land of Immortals. It occupies a large territory in the Immortals' galaxy. The sect has an incredibly deep history and possesses many cultivation planets. They are famous among the Immortals.

The Hidden Dragon Sect within the land of Berserkers is just a branch. However, even though it is only a branch, it has been able to occupy some of the areas with the densest amount of spiritual aura in Eastern Wastelands after years of administration, just like Sky Mist Dao.

They occupy an area that is nearly a hundred thousand lis. It looks like a flat piece of land and there is nothing in it that would catch anyone's attention. Anyone could pass through that place as if they were passing through a deserted area.

Even if they knew that this was the place where Hidden Dragon Sect was located, they could not see nor touch it. They would be unable to find even a single trace of a Hidden Dragon Sect disciple. No matter how they looked, they would only be able to see a normal piece of flat land.

Four hundred thousand something Berserkers occupied the sky. The murderous aura spreading out from their bodies turned the sky dark and filled the land with a bitter and grim air.

Su Ming's gaze landed on the ground. His expression was calm, and no one could see any hint of emotion on his face.

"Lord God of Berserkers, this… this is Hidden Dragon Sect …"

There was a person from Sky Mist Dao who had willingly changed his own blood inheritance standing beside Su Ming, and by his side was old Man Ya from Berserker Fang Tribe. Currently, the man from Sky Mist Dao was speaking carefully.

It was a middle-aged man with a pale face. Not only was his voice quivering, his heart had been in fear all the way to this place. He had witnessed Sky Mist Dao's destruction and watched all his fellow sect members die. As for then, he could be said that his heart and soul were petrified in fear as he stood before the insurgent Berserkers.

It was especially so when old Man Ya let out ghastly peals of laughter once he finished saying these words. His laughter made that Sky Mist Dao disciple's skin crawl.

"This lowly person has once come to Hidden Dragon Sect with the older generation in his sect before. This place wasn't like this before. I can still remember that there were many floating palaces, and the magnificent presence in the place was something that would be difficult to forget once a person witnessed it," the Sky Mist Dao disciple quickly said, his head lowered.

"Lord God of Berserkers, I've dealt with Hidden Dragon Sect more than others. This sect is skilled in hiding themselves. The words 'hidden' and 'dragon' in their name can already tell you what sort of skills they have.

"Also, Hidden Dragon Sect has a lot of resources. You could say that they are the richest sect among all the Immortal sects in the land of Berserkers." Man Ya licked his lips and cast a look at the plains beneath him as he spoke to Su Ming.

Su Ming averted his gaze from the plains and stated languidly, "Once we destroy this sect, I will give its land to your tribe, Man Ya. Let your tribe prosper here."

Once old Man Ya heard these words, his eyes flashed with a brilliant light. As the strongest warrior in his tribe and a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, he had always wanted to make his tribe members even stronger, and since Hidden Dragon Sect had chosen this place, it was naturally a place suitable for a tribe to live.

He had been incredibly envious of Chi Lei Tian for being able to occupy Sky Mist Dao with his tribe earlier, though it was an envy without malicious intent. When he heard Su Ming's words, he licked his lips and immediately started laughing. His yellowish black teeth that were revealed themselves when he laughed added a ferocious air to his face.

Right behind Man Ya was Tian Qi, Wu Shuang, and Xue Sha. They looked as calm as usual, but their hearts were filled with expectation. They could already tell what Su Ming was thinking of. Once they destroyed all the Immortal sects in Eastern Wastelands, the places where these sects were located would become the territory of the big tribes of Eastern Wastelands.

"Evil Spirit Sect will be given to Tian Qi, Evil Lust Sect will go to Wu Shuang. As for Evil Immortal Sect, Xue Sha, make your tribe prosper there."

Su Ming turned his head around and cast a glance at the old Berserkers who had already attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm and had even taken a small step towards Life Cultivation. There were even faint traces of Life Cultivation's presence coming from their bodies.

Su Ming had already come to know these old men's names when they rushed from all directions to worship him. At the same time, based on what he had come to understand previously, he also knew that these people were the five strongest forces of power among the Berserkers in Eastern Wastelands.

"Thank you, God of Berserkers!" Tian Qi's spirit was lifted, and he wrapped his fist in his palm before bowing towards Su Ming.

Faint smiles appeared on Xue Sha and Wu Shuang's faces as well. They bowed towards Su Ming. The Berserkers may be staging an uprising, but this so called rise in power could only be truly proved when all tribes became stronger.

That was why this sort of reward was more practical than anything else to them.

"As for Great Leaf Immortal Sect…" A freezing glare shone in Su Ming's eyes. "Nan Gong Hen!" When Su Ming spoke, a shadow immediately closed in and appeared in front of him. He was, naturally, the Fated Kin Nan Gong Hen.

There was respect on his face, but he did not wrap his fist to greet Su Ming. Instead, he knelt down on one knee and greeted him with the Fated Kin's salute. He was not paying his respects to the God of Berserkers, but was paying his respects to Su Ming, his Respected Senior Mo.

Even if Su Ming was not the God of Berserkers, the Fated Kin would still follow him as zealously.

"Fated Kin is the race born from me. From now on, they will be my descendants in the land of Berserkers… Great Leaf Immortal Sect will be the spot where Fated Kin's branch will be located in Eastern Wastelands," Su Ming stated calmly as he cast a glance at Nan Gong Hen.

As for Evil Dust Sect, during the course of the year he had been at Eastern Wastelands Tower, the sect had been dissolved and absorbed by the other Evil Sects due to the lack of a Grand Sect Elder, hence it was naturally overlooked by Su Ming.

There was no excitement on Nan Gong Hen's face. He only nodded and did not say any words of gratitude, because the respect and zeal on his face that surpassed that of the Berserkers represented everything by itself.

After all, he was not worshiping the God of Berserkers. He only worshiped Su Ming.

Su Ming's words attracted Tian Qi and the others' attention. A thought bloomed in their hearts and they looked towards him together.

"It's natural that the race born from the God of Berserkers would need to defend Eastern Wastelands, but Lord God of Berserkers, do you mean that…" Xue Sha blinked, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked something softly.

"South Morning has been shattered into several islands. All the islands in South Morning belong to Fated Kin. There are surely Immortals and other races that have risen as well as their puppets in the Alliance of the Western Region and Northern Province. Once we've dealt with the Immortals in Eastern Wastelands, are you willing to come with me to the other continents and form branches of your tribes there?" Su Ming looked at Xue Sha and the other two before he cast a glance at Man Ya, whose eyes had gained a slightly red tinge.

These four people cast a glance at each other. Their breathing instantly quickened, and they bowed once again to Su Ming. This time they did not wrap their fists in their palms to bow to him. Instead, they knelt down on one knee, just like Nan Gong Hen had done.

"We are all willing to follow you to go on a campaign to the Alliance of the Western Region and sweep through Northern Province. We will destroy all the Immortals and have them return us our mountains and rivers. We will do everything for the Berserkers' rise to power!"

Su Ming did not speak. Instead, he looked at the horizon in the distance. That direction he was looking at was the west, and it was the direction where the Alliance of the Western Region was.

"My soul is in the land of Berserkers, and the only thing I can do is to have all Berserkers unite and make my people strong… Only by doing so can I bring the Berserkers to rush out of Yin Death and enter the Immortals' worlds… and watch the color of autumn spread in the land of Immortals," Su Ming mumbled in a soft whisper that only he could hear.

He was alone. He was incomplete. He was lonely and lost.

His gaze would constantly flash with a light that was interlaced with confusion and awareness. He did not know where he was. He only knew that he needed the red of autumn to be able to move from winter to spring.

'I… am almost no longer me… but I do not know what I am either.'

Su Ming sucked in a deep breath, and everything within his eyes was replaced by a cold chill. He cast a cold glance at the ground and lifted his foot to take a step downwards.

At the instant he took that one step, the power at the pinnacle of the initial stage of Life Matrix erupted with a bang in his body. This power was the strongest force within the land of Berserkers at the moment. It was the invincible pinnacle in this world.

There was no longer any person within the land of Berserkers at the moment that could surpass this level of cultivation. Even if there was, that person would be forcefully suppressed. Perhaps only a non-human would be able to surpass Su Ming's level of cultivation.

However, among humans, Su Ming was invincible.

When he took that one step, he swung his right arm towards the sky. At the instant he did so, a freezing air filled the world. That freezing air grew thicker with each passing moment before it swiftly turned into snow.

An endless amount of snow started spreading outwards from Su Ming as it spun. In the blink of an eye, a circular area of a hundred thousand something lis turned into freezing winter!

The endless amount of snow let out a chill that could freeze all things, as well as exuded a terrifying presence. Each flake of snow could erupt with a bitter and grim murderous air that would not be weaker than that of a in Berserker Soul Realm.

This was Su Ming's powerful might once he reached the initial stage of Life Matrix and arrived at the pinnacle of that stage. His strength far surpassed those who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, and he was the invincible pinnacle that even those who had attained great completion could not hope to compare to.

The white flakes might look like snow, but in truth, they were not snow. They were Su Ming's Life! They were his death's Life. It was a unique divine ability that transformed all the aura of death in his body and erupted forth after fusing with his Life Matrix.

This divine ability was different for everyone. Each person who moved into this Realm would form different divine abilities as they gained different epiphanies due to all the different Life Matrices. Not a single one would be similar.

This was the first time Su Ming let out all of his power within Life Matrix without holding back and made a flower of snow blossom in Eastern Wastelands!

As he spread his power outwards and freezing wind moaned in the area, snow floated down. Xue Sha and the others sucked in a sharp breath and swiftly took a look at Su Ming. During that instant, they finally got to truly know Su Ming's might and the God of Berserkers' majesty. During that instant, the scene of when Su Ming fought against the Immortals in that shocking battle turned into an invisible seed that planted itself in their hearts. That seed was known as reverence.

This reverence would follow them throughout their lives.

Su Ming's gaze was calm when he looked at the snow around him. He pushed his right hand downwards lightly.

At the instant he did so, all the snow within the circular area of ten thousand something lis fell still before charging towards the ground that Su Ming was pushing against through the air.

In the span of a breath, a loud bang shook the sky and earth, tearing through the ground madly. The crash from the endless snow made it seem as if a picture scroll had been torn apart. Once the snow lifted amid all those ringing bangs, it was like an illusory cover had been ripped off the ground, revealing… Hidden Dragon Sect, which had been concealed under an illusion!

A large amount of luxurious halls floated between the sky and earth. There were also shocked Hidden Dragon Sect disciples standing within their halls with pale faces!

"Kill them all. Do not spare even a single one," Su Ming stated flatly.

Translator's Notes:

1. There is a certain part here that is not in the raws, because after some thorough discussions with Er Gen, we decided to add this missing part here. No, I'm not telling you where it is.