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Chapter 733: Protection

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The dragon's head emerged from the surface of the water to look at Su Ming. There was respect and fear in its eyes. It could sense the subtle presence coming from Su Ming's body, the strength of which was something it had never seen before.

Su Ming gently stroked the dragon's head, then stood up. The Shaman Dragon started trembling at this moment, as if it had sensed Su Ming's intention. More ripples appeared at the surface of the water.

It opened its mouth slowly, and as its body twisted about, it spat out a ball of blood about the size of a fist. A pure Shamanic presence spread out from that ball of blood. It gradually floated towards Su Ming and stopped before him.

Once the dragon spat out that ball of blood, it looked a little dispirited, but it lowered its head respectfully towards Su Ming before slowly sinking back into the depths of the swamp.

Su Ming received the ball of blood, and once he cast a glance at it, he put it away into his storage bag. Then, he turned around to walk out of the forest. He did not say another word to Guru Li Long.

He had already given Guru Li Long a chance, but the man had clearly chosen to reject his offer.

When he asked about Li Long's Life, he was not asking for an answer, but wanted to hear him say that he was seeking Life.

Yet Guru Li Long did not search for it, but had instead stated coolly that he was about to die. If Su Ming had only had his current life's memories and had only walked down the path of cultivation for several hundreds of years, perhaps he would not have immediately understood the meaning behind those words. However, he had experienced far too many things, and the several dozens of reincarnations he had gone through were equivalent to him living several dozens of lives.

This was not something Guru Li Long could compare himself to. There was an underlying meaning behind his words, and that was him making light of Su Ming from the bottom of his heart. He was not looking down on Su Ming's level of cultivation, but was looking down on his age.

To Guru Li Long, Su Ming was indeed the God of Berserkers, but he was too young, so young that it was difficult for Guru Li Long to completely acknowledge him and bow down his head before him and accept his guidance.

If Su Ming had been an old man who had been famous for many years, Guru Li Long would have shown a completely different attitude.

If that was the case, then Su Ming would have naturally not wasted his breath. When he turned around and left, his body gradually faded into the distance. There was a slightly complicated expression on Guru Li Long's face as he remained behind and watched Su Ming leave.

He, too, knew that he had rejected this chance. Perhaps this chance would have allowed him to reach a breakthrough in his level of cultivation, or perhaps… it would not have. After all, this God of Berserkers was so young that it was difficult to acknowledge him.

In truth, there were many who shared his thoughts. They would often think that they should not believe in the people who were younger than they were. Even if the other's level of cultivation was higher, it was still difficult for this group of people to change their mindset.

Guru Li Long's gaze continued following Su Ming as he left. When Su Ming was a thousand feet away, at the instant the forest had concealed a small portion of his body, Guru Li Long's pupils suddenly constricted.

He had a vague feeling that this back was rather familiar, and that he seemed to have seen it somewhere before. However, that memory was very ancient, and it was difficult for him to recall just where he had seen someone with a similar back.

Full of uncertainty, Li Long asked, "Lord God of Berserkers, have we met each other before?"

"No." When Su Ming spoke, his body disappeared into the forest.

They had indeed met each other before, but at that time, Su Ming had not taken this form. He had been an ancient old man, and was different from how he looked currently.

Su Ming did not turn his head back after he walked out of the forest and continued onward until he reached the edge of Western Sea Island. When he was there, he spoke faintly toward Yu Xuan, who was excitedly absorbing a large amount of storage bags, crystals, and Enchanted Treasures in the sky.

"Are you done fooling around? I'm leaving." Once Su Ming finished speaking, he took a step and walked out of Western Sea Island. He moved out of the Rune and charged towards Freezing Sky Clan's island.

He had already obtained everything he needed. Right then, his goal was to work together with his second senior brother while he cast his Art to let their eldest senior brother wake up!

The moment Su Ming left, Yu Xuan let out a cheerful cry and patted the cheerless mutt which had now turned into a big mutt that was several tens of thousands of feet big. That mutt was feeling incredibly unhappy. In its mind, it was a distinguished Abyss Dragon, yet its young master had insisted that it turn into a mutt.

Worse still, even if it had turned into a creature of tens of thousands of feet tall, she still did not allow it to turn back into an Abyss Dragon. It could only maintain the form of a mutt.

When they were leaving, the mutt turned around and glared at the thousands of Western Sea Clan members who had tried to surround it but had been scattered as it roared. With a harrumph, it turned into a long arc and charged into the distance.

There was still a black shadow moving around in busy excitement on the ground. At that moment, when the bald crane saw the big yellow dog leaving in the sky, it put on a reluctant face and quickly flew up to leave.

The land of Berserkers' Eastern Wastelands and South Morning were in relative peace. There was a countless number of Berserkers gathering together and amassing their strength. Soon, they would travel to the Alliance of the Western Region and to the Northern Province. While they gathered their strength, Su Ming left Western Sea Island, and Yu Xuan, the mutt, and the bald crane quickly hurried after him.

At the same time, right behind the Berserkers' sky and beyond Yin Death Vortex, which contained multiple fragmented entrances to multiple worlds, were more than thousands of longships gathered around the nine gigantic cultivation planets!

There were several cultivators dressed in black on each of the longships, and there were pictures of constellations sewn on each of the cultivator's clothes. The pictures of those constellations looked incredibly real, making it seem as if the cultivators did not have physical bodies when they stood on the longships in the galaxy. It was as if they had fused together with the place.

There were also nearly a hundred thousand Immortals standing around the thousands of longships. All of their expressions were respectful as they remained silent.

There was a young man standing at the longship in front of all the other longships. He had long black hair that floated in the air, a handsome face, but his lips were thin, and there was a faint hint of arrogance on his face.

His clothes were different from all the rest. The constellations on the other people's robes were still and did not move, while the constellations on his robes were turning about slowly. It looked incredibly strange, as if his robe was a world in itself, and it had its own course to follow when moving.

There were eight people surrounding this young man, like stars surrounding a moon. These eight people were all old men, and their levels of cultivation… were already at the level of the Lords of World Planes.

"You are just mere Immortals. How dare the three Sovereigns and five Emperors not come and pay respect to me when I come here?" the young man asked coolly.

"Young Lord, the three Sovereigns and five Emperors are…"

"Say no more. It's because my status is not high enough in the sect. Hmph, if my older brother was here, they would have already come here a long time ago to curry favor with him." The young man waved his arm, and his face turned dark.

"Young Lord… this is…" The eight Immortals around the young man laughed wryly, but their gazes as they looked at the young man were full of respect.

"This is the Yin Death Region you Immortals have been keeping guard of for generations?" The young man's gaze fell on the galaxy's Yin Death Vortex.

"This place is indeed Yin Death Region," an old Immortal beside the young man immediately said respectfully.

"It is rumored that Yin Death Region contains the power that can destroy the entire True Morning Dao World…" A glint appeared in the young man's eyes. He took a step out of the longship and stood in the galaxy. As he looked at Yin Death Vortex, a look of interest appeared on his face.

"Since it contains this sort of power, then when I become the Sect Master of Morning Dao Sect, I will definitely send someone to investigate this place." The young man took a step to get closer and check the place, but then he stopped abruptly right at the moment he was less than a thousand feet away from the vortex.

His expression changed drastically, because the galaxy beyond Yin Death Vortex was supposed to stretch out endlessly and be completely empty as far as the eyes could see, yet there were ninety-nine presences rising into the air. There were also forty-nine even more powerful wills circling around the area right behind those ninety-nine presences.

"There are indeed ninety-nine tiger talismans and forty-nine dragon talismans holding this place down…" The young man hesitated for a moment, but he did not continue trying to venture deeper. Instead, he turned around and returned to the longship.

"Alright, I'm just passing this place and can only stay for seven days. Make sure you gather up the amount of spirit stones I asked all of you to find." The young man stood on the longship and cast a cold look at the Immortals beside him.

The Immortal cultivators smiled wryly. A middle-aged man among them hesitated for a moment before he moved forward and spoke in a low voice.

"Young Lord, please extend the deadline. The amount of spirit stones you want is too great. We… need some time to prepare them…"

"Seven days, and not a single day more. If you can't gather up enough spirit stones, then… heh heh." The young man's face immediately turned cold.

"Young Lord…" An old man among the Immortals suddenly took a few steps forward and spoke up in a low voice. "It seems like you are very interested in this Yin Death Region. I have a method here that can allow you to enter Yin Death Region without touching the spirit talismans."

"Oh?" A glint immediately appeared in the young man's eyes, and he looked towards the old Immortal who'd just spoken. "Not bad. If the method you mentioned is truly useful, then I will give you a few more days. If that method does not work, then I will not change the deadline, but you will have to give me double the amount of spirit stones I want."

"Young Lord, do not worry. This way!" the old man immediately said, smiling faintly.

The other people hesitated for a moment, but none of them mentioned that the three Sovereigns and five Emperors had issued an order that forbade the activation of the Rune to send anyone down to the world of Berserkers. They could only activate it after the three Sovereigns and five Emperors had returned.

Several hours later, the thousands of longships spread out above the region that was filled with an endless number of continents in the Immortals' galaxy. The Immortals previously standing beside the young man now guided him towards the continent in the center, which was the place where Su Ming's physical body was kept on the altar.

The young man cast a look at Su Ming's physical body and asked coldly, as if he had just recalled something, "So he is that wench's older brother?"

"Young Lord, you are wise. He is indeed that person, and we need to use his physical body to activate the Rune that will allow us to descend, which is the method we use to enter Yin Death Region. But… we will need two days to prepare, and our levels of cultivation will be limited once we descend, so we cannot transfer a large number of people over."

"It doesn't matter. Dao Slaves 19, 21, 31, 41, 51, the five of you, come forth."

The young man was not at all bothered by what they'd said. As he spoke, five people from the black ships around them disappeared. When they reappeared, they were standing behind the young man.

"Activate the Rune. The five of them will protect you. Even if the three Sovereigns and five Emperors come here, they won't be able to do anything against me." The young man lifted his right hand, and a fan appeared in it as he spoke smugly.

As the Immortals' Rune was slowly activated, the moon above the land of Berserkers was bright, and the stars were few in the sky. A breeze blew across the sea, and the moonlight illuminated the waves in a pattern that made them look like silver foil. The breeze brought with it a humid air that crashed against the cliffs. Once the waves broke down without a sound, they were swept up by another gust of wind that came towards them and were sent spreading into places farther in the distance.

It had been two days since Su Ming returned to the ninth summit. At that moment, he was sitting on a cliff on the ninth summit. His expression was calm, but cautious. His Atman was cast outwards in all directions, so he would immediately notice even the tiniest bit of movement.

His second senior brother was sitting cross-legged beside him, and he had his divine soul spread out to stir up all the power of Heavenly Phantoms in the entire land of Berserkers in order to awaken their eldest senior brother. As for Hu Zi, he was snoring on the ground, protecting their eldest senior brother's consciousness by Entering his Dream.

Whether it was second senior brother or Hu Zi, neither could be interrupted while casting their Arts, or else… not only would eldest senior brother be unable to wake up, even second senior brother and Hu Zi's lives might be endangered.

Su Ming's duty was to protect them!

Chapter 734: A Happy Smile

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The protection Su Ming had to offer this time was incredibly important to him, to the point that it was even more important than his life, because… if anyone disturbed them while they were casting their Arts, causing them to fail, then not only would eldest senior brother not be able to wake up, it would be likely that he would never be able to wake up again. His consciousness would fade away, and he would… truly turn into a headless stone statue.

At the same time, Hu Zi, who was protecting eldest senior brother's consciousness, would also fall into a deep sleep he would be unable to wake up from when their eldest senior brother's consciousness dispersed. He would be like a person without a soul, and even if his physical body was fine, there would be nothing within it.

Su Ming's second senior brother was the person who was taking the lead in casting the Art and was using his body to activate his divine ability to stir up the Great Heavenly Phantom Art to awaken their eldest senior brother. If someone interrupted him and he failed in casting the Art, then the Heavenly Phantom Art would turn against him, and he would… become one of the Heavenly Phantoms that had no consciousness and will, which were also known as the fragmented souls in the world. He would then be doomed for all eternity.

Hu Zi knew the consequences of being disturbed, but he did not care, because it was for his eldest senior brother. Besides, he trusted his youngest junior brother. Su Ming would absolutely not let anyone come and disturb them, unless… he died.

However, if there was really anything that could threaten youngest junior brother's life, then even if they were not casting any Arts, they would still have only a slim chance to survive.

Second senior brother also knew about the consequences, and he would not do something that would put him at such a risk if the person involved was not from the ninth summit. However, since it was his eldest senior brother, then even if he had to pay an even bigger price than this, he would still make this choice.

They entrusted Su Ming with their lives, and to him, the three of them were incredibly precious existences. He… would not let anyone bother them.

Moonlight scattered on the ground. Su Ming was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. He looked at his second senior brother, who had his eyes closed and was meditating as he dispersed his soul to fuse it with the world. He looked at Hu Zi, who was in deep sleep, and looked at the statue of his headless eldest senior brother. He still remembered what his second senior brother said before he began.

"The casting of this Art can take anywhere from three months to half a year… However, as long as the process goes smoothly, the Shaman Source Blood you retrieved will allow me to almost certainly be successful… in making our eldest senior brother wake up!"

Su Ming scattered his Atman and had it surround the entire ninth summit to sense the many Runes and seals he had placed around the mountain during the past few days to defend it. There were also some Runes Hu Zi had placed himself when he decided to be serious in casting his Arts.

It could be said that the circular area of ten thousand lis around the ninth summit was filled with Runes and seals. All of this was the first layer of defense set in the periphery of the island.

There were also seals placed on the walls at the top of the mountain. Su Ming had been the one who placed them there.

He stayed the way he was, sitting cross-legged on a mountain rock, and sucked in a deep breath before beginning to silently protect everyone while waiting for eldest senior brother to wake up.

He looked forward to the happiness when their eldest senior brother woke up. All of them would gather together and head to the Alliance of the Western Region as well as the Northern Province. His senior brothers would accompany him to see whether Dark Mountain truly existed in the Alliance of the Western Region… and whether Lei Chen was an actual person.

Then, they would head to the land of Immortals together and search for their Master and purge the Immortals' galaxy.

As Su Ming thought about these things, he smiled happily, like a child. This smile was something that was rarely seen on him, and only when he was in the ninth summit would this smile show up so clearly. There was no scheming involved, and neither was there any form of plotting. There was only a warmth in this place that was akin to familial love.

The ninth summit was like home.

Su Ming looked at his second senior brother, at his eldest senior brother, and at Hu Zi. Then, as he continued smiling, determination appeared in his eyes.

It did not matter who it was or what force of power it was, unless they stepped over his corpse, then he would absolutely not allow any form of disturbance to happen to the casting of this Art.

Days went by. The top of the ninth summit was filled with Runes, and even Yu Xuan and the others could only remain outside. If anyone showed any signs of breaking into the place, they would suffer severe attacks from Su Ming.

Not a single person was allowed to move even half a step toward the top of the mountain.

An oppressive atmosphere gradually surrounded the ninth summit, but there was a huge amount of understanding within the people despite the atmosphere. Everyone in the ninth summit was keeping to their promise to Su Ming and not stepping near the peak.

Days passed.

In Eastern Wastelands was a small tribe. This tribe was not big, and there were only about a couple hundred people in that tribe.

The mornings in the tribe would usually be filled with smoke. The children's voices as they player with their friends would be filled with joy, and the Berserkers who woke up early would go about doing their tasks. The men would hunt, and the women would take care of the elderly. In the peace that arrived when they were no longer threatened by the Immortals, they lived in happiness.

Yet when the eighth morning arrived, there was no smoke coming from the tribe in the morning, no joyful laughter as children played. There were only… shrill screams of pain which showed that whoever it was that screamed was now incredibly weakened.

Those screams were enough to make a person feel their hearts trembling once they heard them. They were the terrified screams of women as they cried out in despair.

There was dried up blood everywhere within the tribe. Corpses that belonged to the elderly, to men, to women, and children were scattered all over the ground.

Judging by the dried-up blood, it could be seen that these people had died several hours ago. Their expressions were filled with despair and confusion as they had died incredibly devastating deaths.

No signs of battle could be seen. It was as if this was a one-sided massacre.

There was even a child of four or five years old who was pinned to a tree. His weak body had already become icy cold a long time ago, but the pained expression on his pallid face was a telling sign of what sort of intense pain he had suffered as he died this way.

There were five aloof men standing outside a tent in the tribe. They were all dressed in black, and their robes were filled with starlight. They seemed to take no heed of the hundreds of corpses around them.

The women's shrill screams of pain were coming from the tent, and these sort of voices had been coming from different women through the entire night.

As if the sun was unwilling to see this devastating sight on the ground, when morning came, dark clouds gradually covered the bright sky, and rain started falling. While it poured down from the sky, the flap to the tent was lifted.

A young man walked out as he smoothed out his clothes. There were constellations on his clothes, and they were moving about slowly, making it look as if he was not part of this world.

This person was naturally the one the Immortals had addressed as 'Young Lord', the person whose status was incredibly high in Morning Dao Sect - Dao Yuan!

He held a fan in his hand and had an arrogant look on his face. When he moved, the tent's flap fell down. No one outside should have been able to see what was inside, but the wind that blew past lifted the flap, revealing the devastating sight inside.

There were more than ten women's corpses there, and all of them were naked. Their eyes were wide open, and the despair as well as the aura of death in their eyes were enough to make anger rage in all those who saw them.

"The Berserkers are really boring. They don't even have someone who is decently powerful. Their women are vulgar and a sorry sight, too. No one here is even the least bit pleasant to my eyes. The past few days have been barely tolerable, how boring." The young man who held a fan shook his head, and a disappointed look appeared on his face as he walked outside the tribe.

He had been in the land of Berserkers for the past few days, and had went by the Alliance of the Western Region as well as the Northern Province. His guards had slaughtered more than a hundred tribes, and many of the women were humiliated and brutally killed in his hands, but he had not met even a single person or thing that caught his interest.

"But no matter what, they're people from Yin Death Region. Heh, I've toyed with plenty of Yin Death Women by now, I'll brag about it when I return to the sect."

The young man stepped on blood and on corpses as he moved forward. The five men in black behind him remained expressionless, as if nothing would be able to make them reveal what they thought, even the collapse of the sky or the shattering of the ground. There was an indistinct but thick murderous aura about their bodies, which was due to them being merciless people who had spilled a lot of blood.

Shocking waves were sealed in their bodies, causing no one to be able to see through their levels of cultivation. However, the people who had accompanied Dao Yuan into the land of Berserkers were clearly not weaklings.

Once the young man walked out of the dead tribe, he asked flatly, "It's about time now. Let's go to South Morning and have a look. Dao Slave 19, how's the Soulseek going on?"

"Young Master, I didn't manage to find the God of Berserkers, for this place restricts my divine sense… However, we've already moved through the other continents, so if the Berserkers truly have a God of Berserkers, he must be in South Morning," one of the five men in black said in a low voice.

"Then let's go to South Morning and then leave after. This place is boring, anyway." The young man closed his fan and walked into the air. The five Dao Slaves followed behind him and charged towards South Morning.

As they flew, the young man yawned. He would occasionally look at the ground, and his expression would be filled with scorn. In his eyes, these people were all uncivilized. They wore beast skins and sackcloths, and even those who were slightly better off were still a far cry from Morning Dao Sect.

"Primitive, but not barbarians. How uninteresting." The young man averted his gaze scornfully.

The five people behind him said nothing, following in silence. To them, it was not important whether this place was primitive or not. Their mission was to ensure their young master's safety while killing all those who their young master wanted dead.

Besides, to these five people, the land of Berserkers… was really so weak that none of the natives could withstand even a single blow. Even if there were a few Berserkers who barely passed their standards, they were at most between the First and Second Step. Crushing them would be like crushing ants.

There were only several spots they needed to pay attention to, like Eastern Wastelands Tower and Great Yu Imperial City, which was located in the spot where the Immortals descended. The five of them had automatically avoided those places, and neither did they tell the young man about it.

Soon after, by the time the young man had lost most of his interest and stopped looking at the ground, they left Eastern Wastelands and appeared above the Dead Sea.

"Young master, the Land of South Morning has shattered and turned into a countless amount of islands… Many of these islands are inhabited by Berserkers. There are three islands that are larger than the rest, and they should have the most people." One of the five men in black was holding onto a Feng Shui compass, and the entire topographic map was shown on it.

"Then let's go straight to the three biggest islands."

The young man yawned and swung his right arm. A black longship of a hundred feet immediately appeared before him. He stepped onto that longship, and when the other five people behind him moved onto the ship as well, it let out a swooshing sound and charged into the distance.

It traveled at a speed so quick that it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Before long, the bored young man on the ship swept his gaze across the ground and brought up his fan. While holding onto it, he suddenly widened his eyes.

"Stop!"

He shouted out a command, and the longship instantly came to a halt in midair. The young man's gaze was trained on an island in the Dead Sea… and that… was Southern Swamp Island, where Fang Cang Lan was.

Chapter 735: The Enemy Arrives!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Those two women are pretty good…"

A sinister glint appeared in Dao Yuan's eyes. With a single move, he walked out of the longship. He was looking at Southern Swamp Island, which was located right beneath him on the Dead Sea. At that moment, Fang Cang Lan was standing at the top of a mountain and looking into the distance. She was looking at the island where Freezing Sky Clan was located.

Wan Qiu was standing behind her. These two women might not be as breathtaking as Yu Xuan, but they were definitely still beautiful. There was also an ancient air to them, making the two of them look like orchids in spring and chrysanthemums in autumn. They were like two flowers growing off the same shoot, complementing each other.

Dao Yuan instinctively licked his lips and sneered.

"Not bad. I didn't think there'd be two pretty girls in this primitive place. They can already compare to my concubines." Dao Yuan opened the fan in his hand and pointed at the island underneath.

He then licked his lips and immediately said, "Dao Yuan 19, lead the others and slaughter the island. Don't hurt the two women there, but find out whether there are other women who are as pretty as they are,"

The five men in black wrapped their fists in their palms towards the young man with expressionless faces.

"Understood!"

Once these five people spoke, they immediately took a step forward. When they were about to descend on Southern Swamp Island, which was completely unaware of the danger hovering over it, the sky suddenly rumbled and shook so much that the weather changed. It looked as if waves of black fog had appeared high above. As it swept past, a chilling presence that was powerful enough to freeze hearts filled the area from all directions.

The five men in black who were about to descend on Southern Swap Island immediately spotted changes in their expressions. They stopped and swiftly returned to the young man's side. The young man was also momentarily stunned before he averted his gaze from Southern Swamp Island and looked around.

Waves of chilling air circled in the sky, but it was not centered in this place. They were just passing by and heading off to a location in the distance. The waves of chilling fog could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, but if anyone swept past the area with their divine sense, they would immediately find that it was not fog, but were distorted, fragmented souls.

Those fragmented souls were formed of humans and beasts. Their faces were illusory, and their expressions were lost, but they were all ferociously charging forward in a mad dash. It was because of their charge that the chilling air had gathered.

One of the men in black behind the young man immediately spoke in a low voice. "Heavenly Phantom Art! Young Master, there is someone casting this Art to stir up all the fragmented souls in this land to form the Heavenly Phantom's body!"

A glint appeared in Dao Yuan's eyes. He looked at Southern Swamp Island beneath him, then at the movements of the fragmented souls. An excited look gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Remember this location. We'll go and see who is casting this Heavenly Phantom Art first. He's definitely not some ordinary Berserker to be able to cast this Art. He might even be that so called God of Berserkers.

"We'll capture him alive, and I'll torture and kill his people in front of him. Ha ha! I've done quite a lot of things like this in the other worlds outside, but this is a first in Yin Death Region. It'll definitely be interesting. Once I return to the sect, I'll be able to brag about this to the others."

The young man laughed and moved back to the longship. Once the five men in black joined him, the longship turned into a long arc and disappeared from the spot, charging forward while following the chilling fragmented souls in the sky.

The black longship moved forward with extreme speed. Soon after, it moved past the various islands on the Dead Sea and came close to the three islands of South Morning.

The Dao Slave with the Feng Shui compass suddenly spotted a glint in his eyes. Several glowing spots lit up on the compass in his hand, which was showing the area where the three big islands of South Morning were located.

The Dao Slave with the Feng Shui compass swept his gaze past the compass and immediately said, "Young Master, there are several people here who are slightly more powerful. The person in God of Shamans Island is the strongest… He has already moved into the Second Step, but his aura is not pure.

"There's also a person on Freezing Sky Island. This person's level of cultivation cannot be ascertained. The fragmented souls and the chilling air are gathering there. He should be the one casting the Heavenly Phantom Art. But there are two other people beside him.

"One of them has a strange presence. He seems to be slightly similar to the tiger talisman in the world outside. The last one is in deep sleep due to grave injuries. His consciousness is very faint. The one casting that Heavenly Phantom Art must be thinking of using it to awaken this person."

That Feng Shui compass was definitely no ordinary object. The Dao Slave's experience and knowledge was also nothing to be scoffed at, or else he would not be able to tell so many things. However… he did not notice Su Ming's light on the Feng Shui compass.

The young man on the longship smiled coldly and controlled the ship so it would charge towards Freezing Sky Island, where Su Ming was. It was so quick that it arrived outside the island along the fragmented souls that filled the sky.

As a shocking boom reverberated in the air, the longship crashed straight into the defensive Rune on Freezing Sky Island without the slightest pause. The screen of light immediately distorted and was only able to maintain its form for the span of a breath before shattering with a bang. When it turned into an endless number of shards that scattered all over the place, the longship moved through the screen and charged into Freezing Sky Island!

At the instant the ship rushed inside, it did not stop and charged forward with a loud whoosh, heading straight towards the spot where the fragmented souls in the sky were gathering - the ninth summit!

Almost at the moment the longship broke the Rune outside Freezing Sky Island, Su Ming, who was sitting at the top of the ninth summit, opened his eyes. A bright light flickered in his eyes before immediately turning into a monstrous murderous aura.

The strength of that murderous aura surpassed what he had possessed when he fought against Di Tian in the land where the Immortals descend. He stared at the spot before him and spread out his Atman. Then, he saw… a longship in a long black arc charging towards this place from the distance!

He also saw the six people on the ship!

At this moment, the other people on the ninth summit felt the murderous aura coming from Su Ming's body as well as heard the loud crack that came when Freezing Sky Island's Rune collapsed.

Bai Su's expression changed. Yu Xuan, who had been frowning as she was immersed in her thoughts, lifted her head swiftly. The mutt that had originally been lying sprawled on the ground instantly stood up and glared at the distance. There was no longer any hint of laziness that could be detected on its expression, only graveness that had never before been seen on its face.

Almost at the instant Su Ming cast his gaze on the ship, bright starlight shone from Dao Yuan's Constellation Robe. The endless stars moving about looked normal, but when Su Ming saw them, he felt as if his heart and soul were about to be absorbed into them.

Without a single bit of hesitation, Su Ming lifted his right hand and pushed down on the mountain rock beneath him. With it, the originally empty sea in a circular area of ten thousand lis around the ninth summit instantly erupted with intense bangs. As those sounds rang in the air, the area within these ten thousand lis instantly distorted and turned into an illusion, making it difficult to see.

Dao Yuan's laughter reverberated in the air, and there was a high and mighty, arrogant air contained in his mirth.

"Ignorant barbarians. My Daoist Robe is a supreme treasure that is only given to the direct descendants of those named Dao within Morning Dao Sect. If there is any divine sense that attempts to harm me, they will suffer a backlash from the Rune contained within the Daoist Robe. Your divine sense must be badly injured now, you ignorant barbarian. I don't even need to attack, and you are already near death.

"Dao Slaves, break the Runes. Your young master has seen that they are indeed gathering up the fragmented souls and using the Heavenly Phantom Art to cure someone. Heh heh, the thing I like most is to make other people suffer."

Dao Yuan laughed smugly and fanned himself with the fan in his hand. There was a prideful and arrogant look on his face, and he was feeling incredibly excited.

As he spoke, four of the five Dao Slaves behind him immediately stepped out. With aloof expressions on their faces, the four people closed in on the distortions within the ten thousand lis of the ninth summit and lifted their right hands at the same time. They pushed together, and the distortions from the Rune shuddered, then released a loud noise. The sound that came from the tremor shook the sky and earth, and as that booming sound reverberated in the air, signs of cracking immediately appeared on the ten thousand lis Rune.

"Well, you have some tricks up your sleeve, at least. A Rune that is capable of withstanding one strike from four of my Dao Slaves at the same time is not common… Attack at full strength!" Dao Yuan's eyes sparkled, and he became even more excited. He pointed towards the Rune with the fan in his right hand.

As that Rune shook, Su Ming's face paled slightly while he stood on the ninth summit. The suction force from the robe on that person's body just now had been incredibly powerful. If Su Ming had not immediately averted his gaze and used his full strength to activate the Rune and resist that power, the backlash might have been even stronger.

"Morning Dao Sect!"

Su Ming stood up with an incredibly dark face. He cast a look at his second senior brother, who was currently casting the Art to gather fragmented souls while freezing air continuously spread out from his body, and at Hu Zi, who had a faint smile on his lips as he slept. His smile was incredibly happy.

A resolute look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. With a swing of his arm, he swept up his senior brothers and sent them into Master's cave abode. Then, he immediately walked out of the Rune at the top of the mountain. At the instant he did so, a loud bang that surged into the sky instantly reverberated in the air. The ten thousand lis defense crumbled at that moment, and its area of defense shrank to only five thousand lis.

The sounds of collapse were still ongoing. Before long, this defensive Rune would completely shatter. The reason for its quick collapse was not because the Rune was not strong enough, but because… the enemy that had invaded the territory was too strong!

Almost at the time Su Ming walked down from the top of the mountain, hundreds of Berserkers came forward from all locations. Their faces were pale, but determined.

Yu Xuan's expression changed, and when she saw Su Ming, she immediately started telling him all that she knew. "That is Morning Dao Sect's battleship. These people are all wearing Constellation Robes, and those robes contain great defense. That person who just called himself young master should be a direct descendant of Morning Dao Sect! The people who broke the Rune are Dao Slaves, and their levels of cultivation are…"

"They are Lords of World Planes in the Third Step, and even though their power is limited here, the effects are not strong because of the Constellation Robes," the mutt said. Its voice was ancient, and as it spoke, a mighty wave of power spread out from its body.

At it stared at the distorting Rune that was continuously retreating, it added in a low voice, "Young Lady, I can only protect you and Little Su if were to leave right now. As for the others… it will be difficult for me to do so with the limitations placed upon me in the land of Berserkers."

Yu Xuan was momentarily stunned, then she looked at Su Ming with a pale face.

"Yu Xuan, go," Su Ming stated flatly.

He himself would not leave. This was the ninth summit. This was his home. His senior brothers were here. He would rather die here in battle and be buried with his senior brothers than abandon them. The choice to leave alone was never an option for him.

Chapter 736: Attack!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yu Xuan's face was pale. She bit her bottom lip, and uncertainty appeared on her face.

Su Ming's face was calm. In his eyes was determination and a readiness to die. To him, this was a battle that he had absolutely no chance of winning. Five Immortals whose power did not suffer much of a limitation and could still show a power that belonged to Lords of World Planes in the Third Step was simply too much.

Just one of them could kill all of them as if he was squashing ants. Su Ming might not have truly fought against a cultivator in the Third Step before, but the memory of the killing sword's might was still fresh in his mind. It was a power that he absolutely could not hope to stand up to.

But what could he do? He could not give up he ninth summit and leave alone while abandoning his senior brothers who were casting their Arts. Since he could not do this, there was only one path left before him.

If they could not live together, then they could only die together!

Su Ming turned his head around and cast a glance at his Master's cave abode. There was a reluctance to part on his face, but the determination on his face was greater.

The booming sounds were getting closer, and the Rune was falling back nonstop. In the blink of an eye, it only covered an area of a thousand lis. The four Dao Slaves in the Third Step were suppressing and shattering the Rune step by step with their mighty power like they were cutting butter with a hot knife.

Su Ming lifted his right hand slowly and swung it against the sky. A large amount of purple fog immediately surrounded his body. Once it turned into the Undertaker of Evil's Armor, he seized the air with his right hand, and purple fog instantly surged to his hand and turned into the Undertaker of Evil's Spear!

He seized the freezing weapon, and murderousness entered his eyes. He stood on the ninth summit like a mountain. If there were storms and typhoons, they had to first crush him, or else, they would definitely not be able to take even half a step into the mountain.

"I am indebted to the ninth summit for granting me numerous years of peaceful life. You were also the one who saved my life, sir. Today… I will die together with the ninth summit!" An old man walked out from the hundreds of people around standing about. He looked at Su Ming, and there was a resolute look on his face as he spoke.

"That's right. The ninth summit has given us many years of peace. We are in times of crisis now, but why should we be afraid of death?!"

More people walked out slowly. Their eyes were filled with red. They might be afraid of their enemies' level of cultivation, but sometimes, there were some things that people needed to do no matter how frightened they were.

"The ninth summit is like our home. Fighting to death for it is the best possible ending for us disciples of Freezing Sky Clan!"

"Our levels of cultivation are low, but we have passion. Even if we die… we will have our blood spill on the ninth summit. Even if we die… we will have our bodies buried here!"

More voices spoke out in low tones, with determination lacing their words, and these voices erupted from the hundreds of people around Su Ming. There was not a single person who chose to back down. The hundreds of people who had lived in the ninth summit over the past few years had looks of determination mixed with madness on their faces. This was a fearless attitude towards death. It was a resolve that stated that if they were to die, they would die in the ninth summit.

Bai Su did not speak, but her expression and her act of not retreating symbolized her thoughts. She looked at Su Ming, and her expression was filled with gentleness. She suddenly felt that there were not many regrets in her life. If she could die here with Su Ming in battle, it would be a good end for her.

Qian Chen shuddered. The bald crane beside him had a face full of anguish. It wanted to run, and it had done this sort of thing plenty of times in the past due to its personality, but this time… it could not take even a single step away. It looked at Qian Chen, then at Su Ming, and finally at the cave abode at the top of the ninth summit. For the first time ever, madness appeared on its face.

'Darn it, I'll be a man with them this time! I'll fight against those people!'

"Young Lady, if we don't leave now, it'll be difficult for me to ensure your safety when those five people surround and attack us." The serious looking mutt had a grave expression on its face at that moment as it spoke in a low voice.

"I'm not leaving, either!"

Yu Xuan gritted her teeth. She told herself that Su Ming was the one she valued highly and he could sell for a good price. If she left and he died, then everything she had done to this point would be a waste of her strength, and it would be a business deal that would end in the largest loss of profit in her life.

There was no way Yu Xuan would accept such a deal.

Once Yu Xuan made her decision, she immediately asked, "Xiao Huang, how many of the five can you handle?"

The mutt fell silent for a moment, then it slowly said, "I don't have their Constellation Robes, so my power is limited in the land of Berserkers. I could… barely hold three of them for an hour."

"If I cast a secret Art, then I could… I could hold one of them back!" Yu Xuan gritted her teeth and said this to Su Ming while wondering anxiously why the two old folks she had sold Su Ming to had not arrived yet. It had been a long time since then, and she wondered whether they had run into some sort of accident.

Su Ming remained silent. At that moment, the booming sounds in the area were getting closer. The Rune had already shrunken to merely some hundreds of lis due to the suppression. Dao Yuan's arrogant laughter finally reached in the midst of all the booming sounds.

"An hour…" Su Ming closed his eyes, then soon reopened them and wrapped his fist in his palm before bowing to Yu Xuan and the mutt. "I, Su… will remember your kindness!"

The mutt swiftly leapt forward, and a brown yellowish light erupted from its body. That light instantly reached far into a distance of a hundred thousand feet, and as a shocking roar reverberated in the air, its body transformed into a yellow dragon that was several tens of thousands of feet long.

The yellow dragon had a ferocious expression on its face. As it roared, it charged towards the shrinking Rune outside the ninth summit. At the same time, Yu Xuan brought out a crimson medicinal core with a pale face. Once she placed it in her mouth, she spun around and stepped out of the mountain, charging towards the four Dao Slaves who were destroying the Rune along with the yellow dragon.

When Su Ming saw Yu Xuan and the yellow dragon leave, a determined look that spoke of his readiness to die appeared on his face. His presence of Life Cultivation Realm erupted forth with a bang. An endless amount of snow and wind surrounded his body and swept him up. He turned into a long arc and charged out of the ninth summit, straight towards the Rune.

The hundreds of people on the ninth summit wore solemn expression. They stayed where they were to watch the shocking battle that was about to start. This battle would determine whether the ninth summit would survive.

The yellow dragon was the first to rush out. At the instant its body flew out of the Rune, it immediately brought a glint to the eyes of the four Dao Slaves who were casting their divine abilities on the Rune.

"World Traversing Abyss Dragon!"

"Emperor of Abyss' True World!"

The yellow dragon roared towards the sky, and the yellow light around its body instantly spread out to envelope three of the four people. The yellow dragon roared and flew towards the sky while the yellow light dragged the three slaves' bodies up after him.

"Damn it, this is indeed an evil place! This is a place that goes against Morning Dao Sect, or else why would a World Traversing Abyss Dragon from the Emperor of Abyss' True World appear here?!

"Kill that dragon! Skin it! Kill it! I want to bring it back to the sect and hang it on my door!" Dao Yuan immediately shouted out loudly. There was not a hint of panic within him. Instead, he was feeling rather excited.

As his voice reverberated, a chilling glare appeared in the fourth Dao Slave's eyes. He flew up swiftly, but just as he was about to rush into the sky and fight against that yellow dragon, a angry feminine shout came from the distorting Rune, and Yu Xuan flew out in the form of a long arc like a goddess.

The medicinal core she had swallowed had some sort of unknown effect, because at that moment, there was a thick wave of Abyss Death Aura instantly spread out from her body. As that presence surrounded her, her face turned even paler, making her look like a corpse.

Once she flew out, that Abyss Death Aura immediately spread out and blocked the fourth Dao Slave's path.

The instant Yu Xuan revealed herself, Dao Yuan's eyes went wide, and as his body trembled, he let out a shrill shout that made his voice sound almost hoarse.

"How could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?! Dao Slave 51, capture her alive! You must capture her alive! Do not harm even a single strand of hair on her head! Capture her alive and bring her to me! I will make you Deputy Commander!

"Dao Slave 19, go and help 51! You must capture that woman alive!" Dao Yuan was incredibly excited, and lust shone in his eyes. He looked as if he wanted to see through Yu Xuan's clothes right there and then. At that moment, he thought that his trip to the land of Berserkers was totally worth it.

The expressionless man in black, who was also the only remaining guard by his side, turned into a long arc and charged towards the spot where Yu Xuan was.

Yet before he could move even a thousand feet forward, a whirlwind formed by ice and snow charged out from the distorting Rune, and within that whirlwind was Su Ming.

He exited the Rune with a single step, but he did not charge towards Dao Slave 19. Instead, he rushed straight towards Dao Yuan.

He was traveling so quickly that there were afterimages behind him. With the Undertaker of Evil's Spear in hand and the snow around him, Su Ming's speed reached its limit.

A glint appeared in Dao Slave 19's eyes, and he gave up on moving towards Yu Xuan. Instead, he turned around to face Su Ming and lifted his right hand and pointed towards him.

Dao Yuan did not even move to dodge. A cold sneer appeared on his lips, and with arrogance, he looked at Su Ming approaching him. He was confident that this person would be immediately killed by his Dao Slaves before he could even get close to him.

Yet at the instant Dao Slave 19 pointed towards Su Ming, he turned the back of his palm downwards while his other palm was turned towards the sky, and he instantly activated Destiny.

This battle was incredibly crucial, and he could not afford to make even a single mistake. He had to attack… with his strongest move!

"That which exists between the past and the future is Destiny!" Su Ming swung his left hand at Dao Slave 19's finger. At the instant he swung his arm, the entire world's time seemed to change, and Dao Slave 19's finger froze in midair for an instant.

As that person's expression changed, a presence that belonged to a Lord of a World Plane immediately spread out from his body. A destructive power erupted forth with a bang from within him and broke through Su Ming's time reversal… but his finger had still frozen for an instant in midair.

That instant was a chance for Su Ming.

At the instant Dao Slave 19's finger froze because of Destiny, Su Ming appeared before Dao Yuan with a speed that surpassed lightning.

Dao Yuan stood stunned. Before he could manage to react to what was happening, Su Ming's Undertaker of Evil's Spear swept up the flying snow that contained the power of his Life Matrix. The snow had even turned slightly red, looking like the glow of autumn, when Su Ming… sent the spear straight towards Dao Yuan's forehead.

Chapter 737: Persecution!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This was a thrust filled with Su Ming's conviction. This was the strongest thrust he could bring forth at that moment. The tip of the spear had already turned into ice because it had fused with the death in Su Ming's Life Matrix, which had the power of midwinter.

The spear thrust sliced through the air and stirred up a piercing sound that was unpleasant to the ears. At the instant Su Ming thrust the spear forward, the killing sword manifested before him and charged towards Dao Yuan with bloodlust right behind the long spear.

Even that Dao Slave 19 did not have the time to block this strike or save Dao Yuan. His eyes instantly turned red, and he took a swift step forward. His body distorted and he immediately appeared behind Su Ming… but he was still too late!

Almost at the moment Dao Slave 19 arrived, Su Ming's long spear touched the center of the stunned Dao Yuan's brows.

When it happened, a galaxy that stretched out limitlessly erupted from the moving Constellation Robe on Dao Yuan's body. The starlight was piercing to the eyes, and there was even a sharp presence akin to a needle from that light that would cause all the people who were touched by the starlight to feel intense pain as if their bodies had been stabbed by millions of swords.

At the instant a shocking boom reverberated in the world, a huge rebound spread out from Su Ming's Undertaker of Evil's Spear. That rebound surged into Su Ming's body, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

As for Dao Yuan, his face had turned stark pale. He staggered a few steps backwards while starlight surrounded his body… but he was completely uninjured!

Yet even though his body was uninjured, fear had taken root in his heart. During that instant just now, he had clearly felt death coming towards him. It was especially so when he saw Su Ming's eyes. The madness in shook the heart of Dao Yuan, who had always abused his power, used the might that came with his family's name to lord over others, and committed all sorts of evil acts due to his status.

"There's no way you'll be able to break my Constellation Robe! Damn it, you—" Dao Yuan cried out shrilly, but before he could finish speaking, a shrill whistle reached his ears. It was the killing sword that was traveling right behind Su Ming's Undertaker of Evil's Spear.

This killing sword was the Immortals' supreme treasure. The sword spirit inside might have been injured when Su Ming was refining it, making it difficult for the sword to reach the power of killing all those beneath the Third Step… but it was still a killing sword, and its might was still not one to be underestimated.

At that moment, as it closed in through the midst of Dao Yuan's piercing screams, it stabbed the center of Dao Yuan's brows, right at the spot where the long spear had attacked.

Another shocking roar reverberated in the air. It came once more from the Constellation Robe on Dao Yuan's body rebounding the killing sword when it touched the center of Dao Yuan's brows. The killing sword to let out a grudging sword whistle and was pushed backwards.

Dao Yuan took a few steps back once more, and blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth. The spot between his brows might be uninjured… but the shock caused by Su Ming's spear and sword had injured Dao Yuan internally, because there was too big of a difference between his level of cultivation compared to that of his guards.

At that moment, Dao Slave 19 appeared behind Su Ming with killing intent and struck with his palm. The power of the Third Step was contained within his attack, and it pressed onto Su Ming.

He did not have the time to even turn around when the palm struck. However, he had already known how this would end when his first attack had failed to injure Dao Yuan, and he had made preparations. The moment the palm fell on him, a nine-colored light erupted from his body, and that light… came from the Five Direction Seal!

Once the seal appeared, Dao Slave 19's palm crashed into it. A shocking boom shook the sky and earth, and Su Ming coughed up a huge mouthful of blood, and his body tumbled to the side like a kite whose string was torn.

"Five Direction Seal? It's a pity you don't know the true way to use this treasure!"

Killing intent appeared in Dao Slave 19's eyes. He took a step forward, and with an even faster speed, he charged towards Su Ming. He had the confidence that Su Ming would die if he struck him again, even if he had that Five Direction Seal!

"Kill him! Kill him! How dare he hurt me?! You must kill him! Destroy his clan, wipe out his entire tribe, slaughter all his people!!" Dao Yuan screamed madly with a shrill voice not too far away.

He touched the corner of his lips. That blood terrified him. Even though he was not injured badly, this blood still caused fear to rise even more in his heart. His whole body trembled from the lingering fright.

As a person with the family name of Dao in Morning Dao Sect, he had numerous guards who were trained by his family to protect him since he was young. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he had never been injured since he was young, much less had blood trickle down the corners of his mouth.

The bloody stench in his mouth due to Su Ming's actions in the land of Berserkers was a first for Dao Yuan. From his fear, the thought of summoning the sect's army waiting outside the gates to rush into the land of Berserkers rose in his heart.

As his shrill screams reverberated in the air, Dao Slave 19 charged towards Su Ming. Right at the moment he was about to close in on him, Su Ming laughed brokenly, and a resolute look appeared on his face. He gritted his teeth and tossed the Undertaker of Evil's Spear.

But he did not throw it towards Dao Slave 19, who was chasing after him. Instead… he threw the spear towards the screaming Dao Yuan who was wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth while his face was stark white from fear.

Su Ming's hate towards Dao Yuan was running so deep that it was already embedded in his bones. If he could kill this person before he died, then Su Ming would be satisfied.

Besides, he could not even hope to put up a fight against Dao Slave 19 chasing after him. He was already badly injured. The Five Direction Seal had actually showed signs of not being able to hold when Dao Slave 19 had struck just now. Clearly, it was because this item was Dao Chen's property in the past, and these people… were also from Morning Dao Sect. There was surely a connection between them.

That was why the best way to save himself was not to fight against that Dao Slave… but to persecute Dao Yuan!

When Su Ming threw his weapon, the Undertaker of Evil's Spear turned into a long arc that closed in on Dao Yuan while stirring up a sharp roar and a large amount of purple fog.

"Damn it, save me!"

Terror immediately appeared on Dao Yuan's face. He believed that he would not die due to the Constellation Robe, but the rebound just now had put him in an incredible state of discomfort. Fear had been lingering his heart to begin with, and when he saw the long spear charging towards him, he screamed out instinctively.

When Dao Yuan screamed, Su Ming gathered Destiny's power in his left hand and swung his arm at the Dao Slave. When the Art to change the flow of time was sued again, the Dao Slave's body froze abruptly once more.

Dao Slave 19's face became dark. In his eyes, this person was weak, but his plans were incredibly meticulous. That strange Art of his and his method of using Dao Yuan to threaten him restricted him in many ways. He couldn't gain initiative like this!

This intelligence, these methods, and this divine ability were things that Dao Slave 19 had never encountered before through his entire life of fighting and killing others. Murderous intent shone in his eyes, and he thought to himself that he had to quickly kill this person, or he would surely become a huge problem in the future because of his guile if he managed to escape from this disaster and grew up.

At the instant he stopped, he suddenly let out a shocking cry, and as his voice reverberated in the air, Su Ming coughed up blood. His ears rang, and his injuries became even worse.

Dao Slave 19's body might have stopped during that instant, but when his voice traveled forward, cracking sounds echoed in the air in front of Dao Yuan, and huge cracks immediately appeared in midair. By the looks of it, those cracks wanted to swallow the incoming Undertaker of Evil's Spear.

A resolute look appeared on Su Ming's face. His heart might be in great pain for what he was about to do next, but at that moment, he still let out a low shout without any hesitation.

"Undertaker of Evil's Spear… Explode!!"

At the instant Su Ming spoke, the Undertaker of Evil's Spear let out a cry filled with grief. It had been with Su Ming for a very, very long time, and that sorrowful cry was its reluctance to part with him, but it did not hesitate. At the instant it closed in on the dimensional cracks, it exploded with a bang.

The spear was created by the first God of Berserkers. With the first God of Berserkers' level of cultivation, the might of the Enchanted Treasures he created would definitely be nothing short of extraordinary. If it were not because Su Ming's level of cultivation was not high enough, then he would definitely have been able to bring forth more of this spear's power.

At that moment, when the Undertaker of Evil's Spear exploded, a destructive power erupted and spread in all directions with a bang.

Dao Yuan was the first to be struck by the explosion. The terror of death rose in his heart, and it was several times stronger than before. His face grew even whiter, and his pupils shrank.

Dao Slave 19's expression changed drastically as well, which had never happened before. He was already incredibly close to Su Ming at that moment, and if he lifted his hand, he could execute an Art to kill him… but he did not have the time. He could not bother with killing Su Ming. His hate towards his schemes and his method of using Dao Yuan to threaten him ran deep into Dao Slave 19's heart, but he could do nothing about it. If he continued chasing after Su Ming, then Dao Yuan would definitely be in danger. He gritted his teeth and turned around to chase after Dao Yuan.

A shocking boom that even managed to make Yu Xuan and the yellow dragon tremble rose into the nine heavens at that instant. The rumbles from the tremor turned into waves that madly spread out through the area. The final thought Su Ming had sent to the Undertaker of Evil's Spear before it exploded had made it so the power from the explosion was limited to a very small area. This was why the effect to the other areas was not actually very powerful, despite the loud sound.

In the midst of the rumbling sounds, Su Ming fell backwards. His actions just now might have seemed dangerous, but every single step he took was part of his calculations. As he retreated, he coughed up blood once again. His face turned pale. He knew that he was heavily wounded… but he had to fight, because the ninth summit and his three senior brothers were right behind him.

At the instant Su Ming withdrew, he lifted his right hand, and the Welcoming of Deities appeared in his hand. He swallowed it without any hesitation.

When he did so and the rumbles around faded away, he saw Dao Slave 19 standing before Dao Yuan, right at the spot where the Undertaker of Evil's Spear had exploded. He was using his body to shield Dao Yuan. With a pale countenance, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly became much older. His Constellation Robe had also been torn during the explosion before eventually being shredded to pieces and scattered by the wind.

Judging by the man's aged looks, he had surely paid an incredibly huge price to protect himself and his charge from the self-destruction of the Undertaker of Evil's Spear. Yet even so, he had still been gravely injured.

Dao Yuan's face was even paler. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth once again, while the stars in the Constellation Robe on his body were spinning about rapidly. As blood trickled out of Dao Yuan's mouth, he let out a piercing screech.

"He hurt me! Kill him! KILL HIM!"

Chapter 738: Destroy 19!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There was an endless amount of rumbles at the spot where the three Dao Slaves were fighting against the yellow dragon in the sky. They were trying to break free of the yellow light's confinement and descend to the area where the others were fighting, but the yellow dragon's exhausted roars only made the yellow light become stronger. Clearly, the yellow dragon had brought out all the power it could possibly muster.

Yu Xuan's face was as pale as ashes. There was a thick wave of Abyss Death Aura spreading out from her body and circling around the area, causing others to be unable to see what was happening within her spot clearly. However, there were continuous booming sounds coming out from the place, and it was a telling sign as to how intense the battle was between that Dao Slave and Yu Xuan.

However, she wasn't a cultivator in the Third Step to begin with, which was why the medicinal core she had devoured made her suffer an incredibly powerful backlash. At that moment, it could be said that she was fighting while gritting her teeth and persevering even though she was completely drained of her strength.

She had no idea why she was doing this, either. If this was just a business deal, then she should not be so persistent about fighting, but every single time she wanted to give up and have the yellow dragon take her away, Su Ming's joyful smile when he was with his senior brothers would appear in her head.

There was a gentle and affectionate feeling within that smile that made Yu Xuan feel warm, and she was reluctant to part with it.

"Xuan Xuan, do you know why I gave you this name?"

Yu Xuan's most precious memory lying in the depths of her heart rose in front of her eyes at that moment. It was the only memory that could keep her company on the lonely nights in her cold house.

"My good daughter, don't be so mischievous now. Once I finish making this leather shirt, you won't be at the losing end of the stick when you go out and fight those other children again.

"I have to leave. I have to go to a place very far away from here. Xuan Xuan, don't cry… Remember what I told you before. Your name means that you must be strong and not be sad…"

Yu Xuan did not know why her most precious memory in her life would emerge during this fight.

'Perhaps it's this warmth that made me love this place… and it's making me not want to leave.' Tears fell from Yu Xuan's eyes.

"Mother…" she mumbled. She ignored the backlash she was suffering and the numb feeling that was gradually creeping into her body. She continued pushing her body past its limits, resolutely not allowing the Dao Slave to leave the Abyss Death Aura.

As the booming sounds from the Undertaker of Evil's Spear's explosion faded away outside the hundred lis Rune around the ninth summit and underneath the places where the yellow dragon and Yu Xuan were fighting against their opponents, Dao Slave 19 and Dao Yuan's bodies were revealed above the sea.

"Who are you?!"

For the first time since Dao Slave 19 stepped into the land of Berserkers, he did not immediately obey and acknowledge Dao Yuan's command. Instead, he stared at Su Ming and asked slowly as he panted.

To him, the intelligence possessed by the young man standing before him was something that he rarely saw within others, and it was this guile of his that had managed to hurt Dao Slave 19 so badly even though the young man was at an extreme disadvantage. After all, this Berserker was only at the Second Step, and it was a telling sign of how strong he was to be able to do such a thing.

Morning Dao Sect should be trying to take in such a person instead of engaging him in a fight to the death, but all of this had become impossible due to Dao Yuan's hobbies and actions.

'I have to kill this person and not let him have the chance to grow. If he's capable of reaching the Second Step in the land of Berserkers, then someday in the future, he might possibly become… the second Lie Shan Xiu!'

A barely noticeable glint appeared in Dao Slave 19's eyes. As he circulated his cultivation base in his body, he wrapped his fist in his palm towards Su Ming.

"Perhaps this is a misunderstanding…" Just as he started to speak, Dao Yuan immediately let out a furious roar by his side.

"Dao Slave 19, shut up! I'm ordering you now to attack immediately! Kill him! KILL HIM!"

Dao Yuan glared Su Ming with a crazed look in his eyes. He had only been injured twice in his life. The first time had been by Su Ming's spear and sword, and the second time… was also because of Su Ming. This brought his hate for Su Ming to a level where he was deaf to all reason.

Dao Slave 19's expression changed, but he did not bother with Dao Yuan. He smiled towards Su Ming, and just as he was about to speak while still having his fist wrapped in his palm, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He had completed his fusion with the Welcoming of Deities, and at that moment, he took a step forward without a single word.

He was able to tell that the Dao Slave was stalling time. Besides the injuries the Dao Slave had sustained, the shredding of his Constellation Robe would have brought a huge suppression of his power by the laws in the land of Berserkers. Su Ming had expected this beforehand, which was why he could tell that the Dao Slave wanted to stall for time to heal himself and wait for the other four Dao Slaves to come to his aid.

Su Ming could figure out this sort of thing with just one glance. He had not attacked just now and given the Dao Slave the span of a few breaths to recover because he had been fusing with the Welcoming of Deities. Now that the fusion was complete, he would absolutely not give the other any time to recover.

The moment Su Ming charged forward without a single word, Dao Slave 19's expression changed. He knew that this young man had figured out his actions. As his eyes sparkled, Dao Slave 19 lifted his right hand and seized the air. An endless amount of wind charged forward and gathered into a long green whip on his palm.

With a single move, the long whip in his hand swept through the air sideways and charged towards Su Ming. At the same time, the Dao Slave formed a seal with his left hand and pointed forward. An illusory starry sky immediately manifested before him. That sky covered an area of three thousand feet, and the starlight shining from within it instantly reached a blinding degree.

However, it was incredibly clear that Dao Slave 19 no longer possessed power in the Third Step. A huge, invisible power descended on his body that suppressed him, and without the Constellation Robe blocking this power, the Dao Slave… could only summon power that was equivalent to the middle stage of the Second Step.

Dao Yuan was completely unaware of this, and he was causing a frenzied ruckus on the side, but in the blink of an eye, his clamorous and unbridled voice fell silent, replaced by a sharp intake of breath followed by a piercing scream.

Even the Dao Slave's expression completely changed during that instant.

This was because once Su Ming took his third step forward, his body swelled up. As the area around him distorted, he took his fourth step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a Candle Dragon possessing a snake's body which was ten thousand feet tall!

The gigantic body, crimson scales, the presence that was filled with mighty a pressure, and the capturing of souls which belonged solely to the Candle Dragon was Su Ming's transformation after he took in the Welcoming of Deities!

Candle Dragon!

The instant a roar that shook the skies tumbled out from the Candle Dragon's mouth, Su Ming's power could no longer be categorized using the Berserkers' levels of cultivation. At that moment, his power was without equal, and he also possessed the complete set of the Candle Dragon's inborn divine abilities. As a rumble that signaled the tearing of space reverberated in the air, the Candle Dragon that was Su Ming swept its gigantic tail sideways towards Dao Slave 19 with an astonishing momentum.

Booming sounds echoed in the air as the Candle Dragon's tail crashed into the wind whip. Another bang shot up into the air, and as it resounded, the whip instantly crumbled. At the same time, the Candle Dragon's tail against the three thousand feet starlight.

As an even louder bang rang out, the three thousand feet starlight completely disintegrated, and the Candle Dragon's tail turned into a bloody mess. Yet even as it was falling apart, it still continued sweeping sideways and charging towards Dao Slave 19 as well as Dao Yuan who was behind him.

"Candle Dragon!"

As Dao Slave 19's expression changed drastically, he grabbed Dao Yuan and quickly retreated. At the same time, a sharp whistle tumbled out of his mouth.

That whistle seemed to contain a divine ability, which made the air before him distort as he retreated before turning into circles of waves that looked like the ripples on the surface of water. All of it was trying to block the gigantic tail charging over.

Booming sounds shook the sky as the Candle Dragon's tail swept sideways, and it broke all the ripples in the illusory surface of water before landing on Dao Slave 19's retreating body.

The Dao Slave's eyes went wide. He coughed up a huge mouthful of blood and used the massive power provided by the tails' momentum to retreat at an even faster speed while dragging Dao Yuan in tow. The Dao Slave's heart was in shock at that moment. This enemy from the Berserkers had caused wariness to appear in his heart. The youth had an endless variety of divine abilities and Enchanted Treasures, and he was incredibly intelligent. His plans were ingenious, and he could even transform into the ferocious Candle Dragon that could destroy worlds.

If Dao Slave 19 was thinking this way, then it was even more so for Dao Yuan. He was almost scared out of his wits. With a pale face, he looked at the gigantic creature Su Ming had transformed into, and he suddenly began to regret taking this trip.

Su Ming knew that he could not stay too long in the form of the Candle Dragon and that he was badly wounded. Once he swiped his tail sideways, he lifted the head of his gigantic body and opened his mouth wide to suck in a deep breath. Just as he was about to use the Candle Dragon's inborn divine abilities to devour Dao Slave 19 and Dao Yuan, a furious roar came from behind him.

It was… from Dao Slave 21, who was fighting against Yu Xuan!

Dao Slave 21 charged towards Su Ming without a second thought. Yu Xuan coughed up blood behind him and staggered backwards with a face as pale as that of a corpse. She had done everything that she could and had taken up a lot of Dao Slave 21's time, but this was already her limit.

In fact, she had even used her own life… but she still could not continue holding him back.

As she fell back, she coughed up blood once again and tears fell from her eyes. There was a slightly absent-minded look on her face, and she was the only one who could hear her mother's gentle voice ringing in her ears from her memories.

"Xuan Xuan, you must stay strong… I'm about to go to a place far, far away. I wish you happiness… I wish that my daughter will be happy throughout her whole life…"

"Mother…" Yu Xuan mumbled.

If Dao Slave 19 and Dao Yuan had not been in danger, Dao Slave 21, who had broken out of the confinement from Abyss Death Aura, would have definitely captured Yu Xuan first, but he was currently worried about Dao Yuan, and hence did not bother with the woman he'd just fought. With the fastest speed he could muster, he appeared beside the Candle Dragon that was Su Ming. When he lifted his right hand, his entire arm looked as if it had disappeared and was replaced by an array of stars. It fused together with the stars on his robe, and he pushed his palm towards the Candle Dragon.

Madness appeared in Su Ming's eyes. All the plans he had concocted previously had finally got him this chance, yet a fine line existed between what one planned and what could be achieved. Sometimes something would occur to alter all plans.

At that moment, as Su Ming was threatened by that palm strike coming at him from behind he activated all of the Candle Dragon's power without any hesitation. He opened his mouth and sucked in a breath. Instantly, Dao Yuan and Dao Slave 19's bodies started flying back against their will.

But at that moment, Dao Slave 21's palm struck the Candle Dragon's head.

As a shocking boom reverberated in the air, Dao Slave 19's body turned into a long arc and was devoured by the Candle Dragon that was Su Ming, but there was not enough time to devour Dao Yuan as well. The dragon's body fell to pieces from the strike.

Once that happened, the Welcoming of Deities disintegrated and was completely destroyed. Su Ming's body revealed itself, and he retreated swiftly while coughing up blood.

Dao Yuan's body was trembling violently due to his fear, but he did not stop shouting, "Kill him, skin him, tear out his bones, seal his soul! KILL HIM!"

Dao Slave 21's eyes were bloodshot. He could sense that Dao Slave 19's presence had disappeared. A wave of anger and sorrow filled his heart and body, and he charged straight at Su Ming.

Chapter 739: Sacred Constellation Robe!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

All the things Su Ming had done from the moment he stepped out of the ninth summit to the moment he used the Candle Dragon's body to devour Dao Slave 19 were his limit. It was him gaining complete control over the situation after laying various schemes against Dao Slave 19. He had not gotten close to Dao Slave 19 and fought directly against him, but had chosen to use Dao Yuan's safety as a distraction. By threaten him with a barrage of attacks as if he was storming his enemy's lair, he had made Dao Slave 19 lose initiative and be restricted every time he tried to move.

The might of the Third Step was something Su Ming could not hope to stand up to. His body might be incredibly tough, but the difference in their levels of cultivation was enough to make him unable to last long under Dao Slave 19's barrage of divine abilities and collapse.

This was still the land of Berserkers. The suppression placed on the Dao Slaves' power might not be serious, but they were more or less affected, which prevented them from using some of their divine abilities as freely as they could in the outside world. Yet even so, Su Ming had still paid a heavy price for his actions.

And he hadn't even managed to kill Dao Yuan.

At that moment, as Su Ming quickly fell backwards, blood continued trickling out of his mouth. He glared at Dao Yuan, who was still causing a ruckus in the distance, and at Dao Slave 21, who was charging towards him.

Su Ming knew that he could not hope to stand up against such powerful enemies. However, even if he was as weak as an ant in front of these people, he would still have the courage to fight against them and bare his fangs.

"I've fought countless battles in my life, and I've barely escaped death many times. This disaster today is even more difficult than when Di Tian descended… but for the ninth summit, dying is nothing."

Su Ming laughed towards the sky. In this time of crisis, he had found himself being able to let go of everything. As he retreated, he lifted his left hand with the back of his hand turned downwards and his palm turned upwards. He brought out his full power as Destiny and pushed his palm against the center of his brows.

His current appearance was no longer that of a teenager, but a young man. This was a transformation that happened to him when he stepped into Life Cultivation Realm.

At that moment, when Su Ming pressed his left hand against the center of his brows, the power of Destiny erupted from his body with a bang. The shadows of an infant and a purple-haired man appeared behind Su Ming's body. These two shadows instantly began to overlap with Su Ming's body, but Dao Slave 21 closed in on him with a single step.

The strength of this Dao Slave, who could still bring out the power of the Third Step even in the land of Berserkers, was something that the three Sovereigns and five Emperors could not hope to compare to even in the world outside. In fact, they were not even within the same level. They might also be Lords of World Planes, but those who had just reached the Third Step shared the same title as those who had reached the later stage of the Third Step.

The five Dao Slaves had just reached the initial stage of the Third Step, but their power only suffered a slight suppression in the land of Berserkers. They could bring out power that was between the Second and Third Step.

All of this was due to the Constellation Robes they wore. There were not just five of these Constellation Robes, either. All the people standing in the various ships within the Immortals' galaxy were wearing these Constellation Robes.

In general, these robes had the power to resist the power of the laws in the land of Berserkers and allow a person's level of cultivation to not suffer too many limitations. If one considered that, the Immortals should be trying to obtain a large amount of those robes so that they would not be affected when they descended, but despite the great numbers of those robes, only Morning Dao Sect disciples could obtain them.

The Immortals were only vassals under a faction of power that belonged to Morning Dao Sect. They were not allowed to possess Constellation Robes.

This was one of the reasons why they didn't have them, while the other one was that all of these Constellation Robes were… Subsidiary Constellation Robes!

On their own, these robes would not possess such strange abilities, and neither would they cause their wearer to not be limited by the laws in the land of Berserkers. The reason why the Subsidiary Constellation Robes possessed such might was… in Sacred Constellation Robe on Dao Yuan's body.

All people who wore Subsidiary Constellation Robes had to listen to the person wearing Sacred Constellation Robe as if they were soldiers listening to the orders from a command center. They could not go against those orders. It was akin to a form of control, but it would not affect the wearer's intelligence and mind. It was just that they would now have a master within their thoughts.

This master was the wearer of that Sacred Constellation Robe, and he owned all Subsidiary Constellation Robes they wore.

Only while Sacred Constellation Robe existed could its subsidiaries not be too affected by the power of the laws in the land of Berserkers.

If Immortals wanted to obtain Subsidiary Constellation Robes, they would have to become slaves to someone. If they did not want to do so and sought to possess Sacred Constellation Robe by themselves, they would be faced with the threat of their race's complete annihilation.

Sacred Constellation Robes could only be possessed by those who bore the family name of Dao in Morning Dao Sect. It did not matter what sort of level of cultivation they possessed or what personality they had, as long as a person was a direct descent of the Dao family, they could build up their own faction with their Sacred Constellation Robe.

If the power of one's faction grew, their Sacred Constellation Robe would also be able to bring forth greater might. In fact, it could even allow the power of that direct descendant of the Dao family to increase exponentially.

With Dao Yuan's personality and his level of cultivation, the strength of the group he formed was at the very bottom of Morning Dao Sect. He only had a couple thousands of cultivators with him, and the only ones who had power in the Third Step were Dao Slave 19, 21, 31, 41, and 51—these five people.

The other people's levels of cultivation were mixed, and the strongest besides these five people had only attained great completion in the Second Step.

That was why even though Dao Yuan had passed by the Immortals, who were vassals under Morning Dao Sect, people like Di Tian and the other from the three Sovereigns and Five Emperors did not bother with him, much less came to pay respect to him. He was simply one of the many young lords in Morning Dao Sect.

The five Dao Slaves who were in the Third Step had been able to bring out an incredibly great power in the land of Berserkers due to the Subsidiary Constellation Robes they wore under the control of Sacred Constellation Robe, and it was the reason why they had become such a great disaster to Su Ming.

At that moment, as Su Ming executed the power of Destiny, Dao Slave 21's face turned dark. He was going to obey Dao Yuan's orders to kill Su Ming. In his eyes, this youth was a despicable and shameless person who only knew how to use schemes and tricks. If the two of them faced head on, Dao Slave 21 was confident that he could kill him in just one strike.

At the instant he closed in on Su Ming with a dark expression on his face, a dark light shone in Su Ming's eyes. The infant's illusion and the purple haired man's shadow were rapidly fusing together around him. Right then, a wave of Abyss Death Aura which brought with it a sense of familiarity to Su Ming's soul erupted behind him.

Yu Xuan took a step forward from behind Su Ming with a face as pale as that of a corpse and lifted her right hand in front of him and pushed her palm towards the incoming Dao Slave 21.

As she did so, a powerful wave of Abyss Death Aura erupted from her body, crashing into the incoming Dao Slave 21 with a bang.

"You're just asking for death!"

Dao Slave 21 let out a cold harrumph, not bothering to dodge. He merely pointed at Yu Xuan's palm. A star seemed to gather on his finger, letting out a piercing light. At the instant it crashed into Yu Xuan's palm, a loud bang surged into the sky, and Yu Xuan coughed up blood and staggered backwards. Even her eyes lost their usual sparkle.

At that moment, the shadows of the infant and the purple-haired man fused together around Su Ming. His hair instantly turned gray, and his body transformed into that of a seven-to-eight-year-old boy. A thick wave of aura that was incredibly similar to Yu Xuan's Abyss Death Aura erupted from Su Ming's body.

His face turned pale, aking to that of a dead person. At that moment, he looked extremely similar to Yu Xuan, who was by his side. It was as if they had been cut from the same cloth.

A gray light shone in Su Ming's eyes. At the instant Yu Xuan moved back, he charged towards Dao Slave 21 without any hesitation. When he lifted his right hand, he swung it forward, and the world immediately rumbled. A law dictating time to flow in reverse filled the area and forced Dao Slave 21's body to freeze for a moment, but only a moment.

Yet it was enough for Su Ming to swiftly raise the killing sword in his right hand and slice diagonally before himself. When the sword passed before Su Ming like a bolt of lightning, Yu Xuan gritted her teeth and rushed forward again to fight against Dao Slave 21 together with Su Ming.

Booming sounds surged into the sky. Su Ming coughed up blood when he fell back once more, and Yu Xuan followed after him with broken laughter. Even if the two of them attacked together, they could only make Dao Slave 21 sway a little. Very soon, powerful starlight filled the area around Dao Slave 21, and he charged towards Su Ming and Yu Xuan.

"Die, both of you!"

Dao Slave 21's face was twisted with ferociousness. Ge took a step forward, and an even louder bang rang out. Su Ming's entire body trembled, and he fell back like a kite whose string was snapped. As he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his injuries reached a point where he was almost near death. Yu Xuan was in the same state. In her anguish, she looked at Dao Slave 21 walking over from the distance, then turned her head around to look at Su Ming.

Dao Yuan excited screams reached them at that moment. "Haha, kill the man and leave the woman! Damn it, I'll definitely tear out his bones and skin him! I'll make him regret hurting me even if he dies!"

Dao Slave 21 nodded. He took a step forward and closed in on Su Ming and Yu Xuan who were less than a hundred feet away. The Dao Slave's face was twisted with savagery, and at the instant killing intent shone in his eyes, the starlight around him turned into rays of light that were light sharp needles. When he lifted them in his right hand, those sharp needles burst forth with a bang.

Just as they were about to charge towards Su Ming and Yu Xuan, Su Ming bit the tip of his tongue, making his consciousness, which had become muddled due to his grave injuries, clear up slightly. There was no despair in his eyes, only calmness. It was a fearlessness in the face of death.

Almost at the instant Dao Slave 21 came close, Su Ming grabbed Yu Xuan with his right hand. This was the first time he took hold of her hand, and he found out that it was icy cold, just like a corpse's.

"Are you afraid?" Su Ming asked with a smile.

"No." Yu Xuan was momentarily stunned before a beautiful smile bloomed on her pale lips, which still had blood trickling down their corners. She shook her head.

Su Ming pulled her behind himself without any hesitation. At the same time, he lifted his left hand and swung it in the air. The world rumbled, and in the midst of a layer of distortions in the air, Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers appeared, blocking him and Yu Xuan behind while facing Dao Slave 21's star divine ability.

Dao Slave 21's lips curled up in a cold sneer. He activated all his power and turned it into an endless amount of starlight that closed in on Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers within an instant. A loud rumble shook the sky and earth, reverberating in the air, and during that instant, with just one strike, Su Ming's statue of the God of Berserkers shattered to pieces. The starlight shot through, then, causing Su Ming to cough up blood. Injuries opened up all over his body, and blood covered him. His consciousness faded away.

Yu Xuan was in a slightly better condition. She dragged Su Ming back with her as she retreated, while blood trickled down the corners of her mouth. Despair appeared on her face.