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Chapter 1112: Yu Xuan, Fei Er

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"But it should have been enough for you to use me and my mother as your chess pieces. We were your family, so you had the right to do it. If I hated you for it, then I would be an unfilial son. Thus, I could only resent you!

"However… why did you treat all my friends and all the people I know as your chess pieces as well?!" When Su Ming raised his head, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

"They were completely unrelated to you! Yu Xuan doesn't suit me? It's not that she doesn't suit me, but that you gave her a mission which requires her to stay in the Emperor of Abyss' True World. You've treated her as a chess piece from the moment she was born!

"Yu Xuan and Fei Er are one!" Su Ming clenched his fists tightly. More red appeared in his eyes, and he even felt as if he could sense the tear drop that had landed on his face when he was outside the altar.

"My little sister, who was by my side all the time when everything around me was dark… The second God of Berserkers' daughter… I should have guessed it a long time ago. I should have made the connections, but only when you stopped me from extending my hand… that I understood it." Su Ming shook his head. He had only come to ask Su Xuan Yi why he did it.

Yet he was aware that he'd known the answer to that question since the beginning.

"I've already helped you do many things… Let me go. Let go my mother as well as my friends. From now onwards, you can walk down your path to raise the Abyss Builders to power once more, to continue with your path of only having a home if you have kin.

"It is indeed so. Without kin, there will be no home. With your kin around, you can rebuild your home… but at that time, your family will no longer have me or my mother.

"And I will proceed with my thoughts that there are no kin if there is no home. It's precisely because of home that I will have my family, and only then will I protect it. For my family's safety, I will make a race raise to power. The ones who support me in everything that I do are my family!"

Blood trickled down the corners of Su Ming's mouth, since Su Xuan Yi's growl just then had injured his body. While speaking, Su Ming wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth. He took a few steps back and stared at Su Xuan Yi.

"To the entire Abyss Builders… you are a senior worthy of respect, you are the soul of the race worthy of reverence." As he spoke, Su Ming wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply towards him.

"But as a father and a husband, you…" Su Ming raised his head, and the expression in his eyes was that of someone looking at a stranger. He did not finish his words, but instead, turned around and took a step into the air.

"Don't use me anymore. Don't plot against my mother and my friends anymore. This is the last time. For everything before, I will only stop calling you my father. If there is a next time… then we will be enemies!

"From now on, you will be the hero that will make the Abyss Builders raise to power, and I… will be a nobody who only wants to protect his family and companions. It'd be for the best if we didn't come into contact again." Su Ming stepped into the air and gradually disappeared.

When he appeared, he was standing on the altar. Before him was Sang. With a complicated gaze, he stared at Su Ming. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only sighed softly. When he raised his right hand, a wooden sword appeared on his palm.

"This is what your father asked me to give you. He once said that if you can control this sword, you can bring glory to your race. If you can't control it, then you will live a life of peace."

Su Ming did not look at the wooden sword. Instead, he stared at the cultivator named Sang. As he stared at him, the red in his eyes gradually turned into a look of fond remembrance.

After a long while, Su Ming went forward and gently hugged Sang.

"Elder, I missed you so much…"

Sang shuddered, then gently patted Su Ming's back. He appeared young, but at that moment, a kindly and sentimental look which reminded of an old man's appeared in his eyes.

"This sword…" Sang hesitated for a moment before a hint of resolution appeared in his eyes. When he raised his right hand, the sword disappeared from it.

"You will not want this sword. My young La Su has grown up. You can challenge the universe on your own. Go on, with your own thoughts and ideals, walk down the path that belongs to you!"

Sang stared at Su Ming, and the same fond remembrance showed up on his kind face. He had watched the child grow up with his own eyes and had taken care of him with his own hands. His feelings for Su Ming came from the memories which were deeply ingrained in his mind.

He had long treated Su Ming as his own child.

Su Ming stared at Sang for a long, long time before he took a few steps back to kowtow to him. He was bowing down to his elder, the one who had raised him till he became an adult, who taught him everything, and who had given him warmth in his childhood years.

Then Su Ming left. Sang stared at his back leaving into the distance before he slowly turned around to step into the altar. He then came to Su Xuan Yi's isolation grounds.

As he stared at Su Xuan Yi, Sang was silent for a moment before he placed the wooden sword to the side.

"Your will is contained in this sword. I might not be an Abyss Builder, but I can tell that besides offering protection, this will can also… change a person's personality and the path of their destiny.

"He has already grown up, Master… Let him be free." Sang sighed softly and bowed quietly towards Su Xuan Yi's back.

"Home and kin…" After a long while, Su Xuan Yi spoke softly. It was as if he did not hear Sang's words behind him. He stared at the rattling drum and fork in front of him, and as he continued staring at it, a woman's face seemed to appear vaguely before his eyes.

Time trickled by. In a while, a sigh came from Su Xuan Yi's mouth… He slowly turned around… then gradually stood up!

He appeared to be a middle-aged man with an awe-inspiring countenance. His tall and strong body made it look like he could support the whole world by himself. Sang was not at all surprised by his actions. He still remained in his previous posture—his head lowered and his body bent to form a bow.

When Su Ming walked out of Su Xuan Yi's isolation grounds and returned to the place used for the Anointment Ceremony, the people from the Fourth True World had already left. The only ones remaining in the place were the cultivators of Morning Dao Sect, along with all the living beings of the fifth kiln who still stood around in a respectful manner.

Once they saw Su Ming, they immediately bowed towards him simultaneously.

At the same time, the ten million cultivators of Morning Dao Sect cast sideways glances at him with various thoughts contained in their expressions. It was especially so for the Sect Masters Ri, Yue, and Xing.

They saw Su Ming walk out of the air and move towards the horde of living spirits from the fifth kiln before he swung his arm. The living spirits with a grim presence to them then turned into long arcs and disappeared back into the fifth kiln. After that, the fifth kiln gradually shrank before it fused into the center of Su Ming's brows.

Silence covered the area. Su Ming stared at the Vermilion Bird's continent, and determination showed up in his eyes.

"Dao Kong, Dao Hua, Dao Lin. The three of you are the Dynasts of Morning Dao Sect. All of you have noble statuses and have the right to set up your own chambers as well as take in your own subordinates. However, as a Dynast, if you want to take over Dao Chen's position, you will need war achievements!" The silence was broken by Sect Master Xing, who spoke in a low voice.

His voice spread out through the entire area. He disregarded everything that happened previously and spoke of the last stage of the Anointment Ceremony languidly.

"You have to go to war. The three of you are the bright and promising Dynasts of Morning Dao Sect, but in truth, there are three Hidden Dynasts behind your backs. The Hidden Dynasts also have the right to inherit Morning Dao Sect in the future, so you will have to go to war!

"You will need war achievements. The first person who can kill ten million members of the Immortals' Union will have the right to become the future master of True Morning Dao World!

"The war achievements ranking board will be set up once more. You might be Dynasts, but if you die in battle, then the person whose rank is the highest in the war achievements ranking board will be free to inherit your title and become a quasi-Dynast. If all of you die in battle, then three quasi-Dynasts will be born, and in time will be anointed as real Dynasts.

"Go to war. Morning Dao Sect will now… wage a full-scale war against the Immortals' Union!" Sect Master Xing's eyes shone. As his voice reverberated in the air, it landed in all the cultivators' ears, exciting them.

Over the course of many years during which Morning Dao Sect had fought against the Immortals' Union, the war was controlled and limited to a certain area, which meant Morning Dao Sect had not used its full power. But now, it was clear that the Council of Sect Masters had long since decided that when the Dynasts appeared, they would wage a full-scale war against the Immortals' Union.

During that moment, as Sect Master Xing's voice reverberated in the air, all the disciples from Morning Dao Sect in the area instantly threw their heads back and roared towards the sky.

"To war!"

"To war!"

"TO WAR!!!"

"This time, we will no longer fight in such a slow manner against the Immortals' Union as we did in the past. This time, we will wage a full-scale war, and we will… completely dissolve the Immortals' Union in one go!" Sect Master Xing's voice filled with even greater excitement. When it echoed in the air, Sect Master Yue swept his gaze across the crowd.

"This time, Morning Dao Sect will separate into ten armies made up of cultivators, and each one will contain thirty million disciples. We will slaughter our way into the Immortals' Union from different directions. Dao Kong, Dao Hua, Dao Lin, the three of you will act as overseers and will each belong to one of these armies.

"You will not participate in the overall arrangement of the armies, but will be given tasks according to what is written here, and each of them will be different!" As he spoke, Sect Master Yue raised his right hand, and three jade slips immediately charged towards Su Ming and the other two.

Su Ming had a cold expression on his face. In his eyes was a dark, dull, and still look. When the jade slip approached him, he did not raise his hand to take it. He only cast a glance at it before the jade slip shattered in front of him with a bang.

Before it was destroyed though, Su Ming had already seen everything on it.

Once he returned from Su Xuan Yi's isolation grounds, Su Ming had decided to leave Morning Dao Sect. But once he heard of the declaration of war and saw his task on the jade slip, a barely noticeable glint shone in his eyes. He temporarily gave up on the idea of leaving.

He originally intended to search for his three senior brothers in Yin Death Region, then head to the Immortals' Union to snatch his real physical body back, but with his current level of cultivation, it was still hard for him to do all of this. And if he wanted to go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World to look for Yu Xuan, he would have to be even stronger.

With a glint in his eyes, Su Ming turned around in silence. With a single move, he dashed into the distance. The bald crane and the Abyss Dragon immediately followed behind him. Zhu You Cai walked over silently, and Flame Fiends' Progenitor too mustered his full speed to turn into a long arc.

Besides these people, Su Ming did not bring with him anyone else. Without a single word, he charged towards where he was supposed to go based on the information provided on the jade slip.

After he left, Dao Lin and Dao Hua also seized their respective jade slips and scanned them with their divine senses. They frowned, their expressions turning rather sour, but they could not refuse whatever task was given to them. Once they bowed to Sect Masters Ri, Yue, and Xing, they turned into long arcs to gather their followers, attendants, and a rather large number of their family members to swiftly leave in two different directions.

Chapter 1113: War Chamber

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Di Tian still has another secret…"

In the northwestern part of True Morning Dao World was a brilliant, dazzling galaxy. There was a crimson planet there, but even though it looked like it was covered in flames, in reality it was icy cold and filled with a freezing chill that allowed no one to get near it.

Su Ming sat in the space nearby and stared at the strange planet with a freezing glare. A barely noticeable glare shone in his eyes as he mumbled to himself.

"Sublime Paragon's soul Possessed Di Tian's physical body, but there was absolutely no need for him to organize the Immortals' Union to fight against Morning Dao Sect. His relationship with Su Xuan Yi… doesn't seem to be what I imagined." Su Ming's eyes shone with a dark light as he fell into deep thought.

"Oh well, as long as he doesn't try to set me up again, this has nothing to do with me. What I need to do now is to seize my real physical body back, find my senior brothers… and then go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World!" A still and aloof expression appeared on Su Ming's face. He remembered the task given to him by Sect Masters Ri, Yue, and Xing on the jade slip.

"Kill Bai Feng, the Sacred Lady of Phoenix Sect!" Besides telling Su Ming to come to this place and wait for the gathering of troops, the jade slip had only had that one sentence.

Su Ming remained silent for a time before he slowly closed his eyes. His presence completely disappeared, making it look as if he had died.

Flame Fiends' Progenitor surveyed his surroundings, and Zhu You Cai quietly sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed. The Abyss Dragon and the bald crane whispered to each other, though no one knew what they were discussing. However, based on how their eyes sparkled, it was clear that they were very excited.

Days passed. When Su Ming left Morning Dao Sect for about half a month, a piercing light suddenly burst forth from the crimson planet in front of him.

At the instant the light shone, Su Ming opened his eyes. When he looked in its direction, he heard the planet let out a loud bang before exploding out of nowhere.

When a violent impact swept outwards, it turned into a roaring violent gust of wind. The instant Su Ming saw the planet shatter and heard the booming sounds reverberate in space, he found that the power generated when the planet collapsed did not spread outwards, but instead turned into a huge black hole.

Booming sounds continued without end. At the instant the vortex appeared, groups of cultivators dressed in armor walked out from the black hole with aloof gazes.

Each cultivator had murderous aura spreading out from their body. There was a brilliant glare in their eyes, making it clear that they were not ordinary cultivators. Su Ming could sense a great, bloody aura around their bodies. Almost every single cultivator in the area was a cold-blooded War Immortal who had already killed countless living beings.

They had clearly used the power from the collapse of a planet to activate a Relocation Rune that expanded to an unknown territory and instantly Relocated all the cultivators in Morning Dao Sect who should gather to the designated place.

In the blink of an eye, more than a million cultivators walked out of the black hole. They stood close to each other, and the grim air spreading out of them seemed to be able to freeze the galaxy. Once they walked out, they formed square arrays made up of one million people each and stood tall in front of Su Ming.

In time, more cultivators walked out, and warships exuding waves of mighty pressure came after them. This entire process lasted for most of the day before it gradually came to an end.

When the tremors calmed down, there were already more than five million cultivators in front of Su Ming. There was no end to the sea formed from this many people.

Above them were more than one hundred thousand warships. They drifted in space slowly. Behind them were nearly ten thousand huge stone platforms which were one hundred thousand feet wide. Further into the distance were thousands of gigantic beasts who were howling at the heavens. There was a chain on each one, and they were all tied to… a planet even further behind them!

A whole planet had come from within the black hole. It shone with a seven-colored light, and waves of terrifying, mighty pressure spread out from it.

"Dynast Dao Kong!" A velvety voice with a lackadaisical tone spread out from the planet shining with the seven-colored light. Immediately, the five million cultivators in the area let out a low growl simultaneously.

The roar shook the sky and earth and caused the galaxy to tremble. A large number of cracks tore through space, and they formed an indescribable, awe-inspiring air that seemed to want to suppress Su Ming.

"The five million cultivators from the Earthen Pole of the two Heaven and Earthen Poles in War Chamber welcome Dynast Dao Kong to come forth and supervise the war." Once the velvety voice spoke once more, the five million cultivators in the area let out another howl.

This time, it was even stronger. When it traveled outwards, the five million cultivators let out their cultivation bases. A heinous, murderous aura erupted from all of them at the same time.

The murderous aura was so thick that it seemed like it was about to gain corporeal form. It turned into countless vengeful souls which could only be detected by divine sense. Once they appeared in the galaxy, they roared at Su Ming.

If it was anyone else in his place and even if their levels of cultivation were higher, their hearts would tremble in the face of the murderous aura formed by the five million cultivators from the War Chamber, and they would be so intimidated that they would be forced back. In fact, their hearts and souls would even be injured.

It was the case for Flame Fiends' Progenitor who stood behind Su Ming and whose expression had change. His face had instantly went pale. The Abyss Dragon shuddered, stunned. As for Zhu You Cai, his pupils shrank, but his expression remained the same.

The bald crane yawned. Putting on a face as if it regarded all of this in disdain, it mumbled a few words under its breath.

As for Su Ming, there was not a single hint of change on his face. In fact, even his pupils did not shrink. With just one glance, he could tell that the War Chamber's intentional intimidation was clearly a warning. They wanted him to know that even though he was a Dynast and had come to supervise the war, he was not to be too presumptuous.

They also showed their fangs so that Su Ming would know… that they were not to be easily provoked!

In fact, Su Ming could even tell that it did not matter whether it was the army of cultivators in front of him, the warships floating in space, or even the more powerful cultivators sitting on the floating stone platforms, most of these people had a scornful, aloof look hidden in their eyes as they stared at him while releasing their cultivation bases and murderous aura.

They clearly looked down on him. They only acknowledged real strength, and even if most of them had heard of the things which happened during the Anointment Ceremony in Morning Dao Sect, there were certain things that people would not believe unless they saw it with their own eyes. This was more common among people who were stronger. The stronger they were, the more they would act like this.

There were plenty of people among the five million cultivators who believed that there were falsehoods in the story about what had happened during the Anointment Ceremony.

"Pardon us. I hope that you will not mind, Your Highness. All of my cultivators only acknowledge powerful warriors. If they showed any form of disrespect to you, I hope that you will not hate them on behalf of how they had killed countless cultivators from the Immortals' Union over the past one thousand something years.

"In truth, I really do not want to tell you this, but even if you hate them, it is useless," the lackadaisical, velvety voice said as usual, and most of the five million cultivators in the area laughed loudly.

"Alright, let us welcome our Dynast Dao Kong, the Dynast who will supervise us Earthen Pole while we fight."

Once the last words were spoken, the laughter came to an abrupt halt. An intense, grim presence spread through the air. The cultivators in front of Su Ming instantly moved, and the formation of ten thousand people moved as if it was one body. Booming sounds shook the heavens as the cultivators changed their battle formation in front of Su Ming. They made a path for him through the crowd that would allow him to walk towards the planet in the distance.

However, the invisible, murderous aura coming from all the cultivators was gathered on both sides of the path.

Su Ming cast the group of cultivators a cold glance. He took a step forward, and the instant it landed, the power of those in Mastery Realm erupted from his body, causing the galaxy to shudder. The mighty pressure formed by the five million cultivators in front of him immediately shuddered.

As Su Ming moved closer, the power of his cultivation base grew stronger. With just the power of one person, he fought against the mighty pressure formed by the five million cultivators. When each step he took, a loud bang rose into space, which came from the many cultivators around him stepping back simultaneously!

At that instant, the eyes of the cultivators on the warships above, on the stone platforms, and the backs of the huge beasts shone brilliantly. With surprise, all of them stared at Su Ming.

"How impressive, Your Highness. All of you bastards in War Chamber, let Dynast Dao Kong see your bloodlust!"

When the velvety voice came from the planet once more, the five million cultivators immediately roared at the same time. Their murderous aura was released without any restraint, and it was much stronger than before. This murderous aura could make laws fall back, the heavens close their eyes, and fill the entire area with chill as cold as midwinter!

It was so strong that it immediately caused the expression of Flame Fiends' Progenitor to change. In fact, a solemn expression appeared even on Zhu You Cai's face.

He had heard about Morning Dao Sect's War Chamber before. It was a solid blade formed by a group of maniacs, and they were Morning Dao Sect's strongest force against those beyond the True World.

They were stationed at the borders all year long. When there were enemies, they would train while they fought, and when there were no enemies, they would practice their cultivation while fighting against each other. In their fights, they would cared not whether the other party would come out alive or dead.

They were Morning Dao Sect's War Chamber, the ones whose name shook all four Great True Worlds!

The War Chamber was divided into the Heaven and Earthen Poles. Each had five million cultivators, and the ones leading them were two cultivators so strong they were terrifying, and only those who were worthy in the four Great True Worlds knew their names—Poison Fang and Wild Dog.

Poison Fang led the Heaven Pole, and just like the nickname given to him by others, he was incredibly vicious!

Wild Dog led the Earthen Pole, and he was extremely despicable. Wherever he went, no grass would grow from the heinous slaughter he'd committed.

Su Ming cast a cold glare at the murderous aura spreading out from the five million cultivators, and dark light shone in his eyes. During that instant, an astonishing murderous aura erupted from his own body. It had grown little by little with each living being he killed in his life, and it was so strong that it caused the universe to rumble. The expressions of the five million cultivators changed drastically the moment they sensed it!

They could sense that it was impossible to count how many beings had died by Su Ming's hand. Forget the destruction of True Sacred Yin World's camp and the slaughter of tens of thousands of cultivators from the Immortals' Union, just the slaughter of the swarm of Waves of Tears in Divine Essence Star Ocean would have been enough to shock everyone.

Chapter 1114: My Name is Wild Dog

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Ming's murderous aura might not have been able to compare with the murderous aura formed together by the five million cultivators from War Chamber, but at the instant it spread out, it still managed to suppress the flames from the War Chamber's Earthen Pole!

Su Ming had both a powerful cultivation base and a heinous murderous aura. During that instant, the dead stillness in his eyes caused his body to exude a malicious presence. It made seem like he no longer possessed any spirit, which meant there was only darkness within him.

He walked slowly through the path made by the five million cultivators towards the planet in the distance.

Wherever he went, the hearts of the cultivators from the War Chamber around him would tremble. The people had stepped back together, and when they stared at Su Ming, their eyes were filled with shock. They were cultivators who had gone through hundreds of wars, and their hands were stained with large quantities of blood. They had slaughtered mercilessly, and because of that, they could sense even more clearly the murderous aura and killing intent exuded by Su Ming.

His murderous aura was so thick that it surpassed the ones possessed by many of them. In fact, they had a feeling that the one walking towards them was not a cultivator, but a primitive beast from ancient times. It seemed to have walked out of a sea of blood, and with each step, its foot would stomp on the hearts of the five million people. Their hearts beat loudly, and they felt oppressed, which was something they felt rarely.

But that was not all. Besides the murderous aura and his cultivation base, there was also an indescribable malice about Su Ming. It seemed to contain the source of all ghastliness in the universe. The viciousness of it made it seem like it could twist a person's personality so that someone yearning for brightness and hope would give up on all of their desires and become a person who disregarded all laws.

To the cultivators who boasted of their own integrity, this was the greatest source of evil in the universe. It was something they could not accept and something they desired greatly to destroy. However, the five million cultivators in the War Chamber's Earthen Pole filled with a fervent ardor, and slowly, thoughts of respect formed. The presence had shaken them, and a desire to get closer to it grew in them.

The War Chamber's Earthen Pole prioritized slaughter, and each of one of its cultivators respected powerful warriors who slaughtered in an even more maniacal fashion than them, which was why… the instant they sensed Su Ming's murderous aura and his cultivation base, they had instinctively moved back. During that instant, the shock in their eyes slowly turned into respect.

Just like that, without a single word, Su Ming moved forward slowly. He walked through the path formed by the five million cultivators. Before him, the cultivators moved back, and behind him, the cultivators lowered their heads to worship him.

This was a form of respect towards powerful warriors who'd slaughtered even more beings than them and who exuded an extremely malicious presence. Others might not understand this form of respect, but this was the first form of acknowledgement from the War Chamber!

When Su Ming reached the end of the long path revealed by the five million cultivators, everyone behind him bowed to him. Su Ming walked past the warships above him and past the numerous platforms. He went past the countless huge beasts, and eventually… he stepped onto the planet which was filled with the seven-colored light. There, he saw a towering platform!

The platform was pentagonal in shape, and it was extremely huge. In fact, when he cast his gaze over it, he saw that there were countless platforms like it. They surrounded the largest one at the center while covering the whole planet.

On the largest platform were four people.

One of them stood at the front, two at the back, and one in the center!

The one in front was dressed in a full-body armor. His face could not be seen, but his white hair danced in the air. He stood silent with a shocking murderous aura coming from his body. Countless vengeful spirits existed within it, and their existences shook the sky and earth.

However, his murderous aura was still unable to compare to that of Su Ming.

The two people behind were also dressed in armor. In their hands they held great swords whose tips pierced through the ground. They stood silently, but their heads were lifted, and the eyes under their masks were filled with callousness and mercilessness. It was an indifference to all the living, an arrogant conceitedness that could allow a person to destroy a planet without batting an eye.

Surrounded by these three people was a middle-aged man who was sitting cross-legged on the platform. There was an ancient table before him that held a pot of wine. He was drinking it by himself.

The man was as fair as a piece of jade, and he looked incredibly handsome. However… there was a long scar on his face. It was a hideous shade of flesh-like red, taking away handsomeness of the man's features and replaced them with a strangely enchanting, ferocious appearance.

His eyebrows were long, but if anyone looked closely, they would find that they were drawn. His face was pale, but similarly, if anyone looked closely, they would find that it was applied with makeup as well.

His eyes were long and narrow, just like the eyes of a phoenix. Once he drank a mouthful of wine, he stared at Su Ming walking towards him from the sky.

"For once, a rumor in Morning Dao Sect is real. I didn't expect that such a Star of Disaster would appear this time."

The man smiled. His voice was as velvety as before. He raised his right hand and swung it at the table. Immediately, a second wine cup appeared, right across from his own cup.

"With such a murderous aura, you deserve the War Chamber's acknowledgement. Let me treat you to a drink." The man chuckled softly while pointing forward.

Su Ming stared coldly at the man who smelled of makeup, then suddenly narrowed his eyes. There was not a hint of any sort of murderous aura about the man, but Su Ming could clearly sense a presence of a wild dog that stood above the souls of countless corpses while it devoured their flesh and blood and tore through their souls.

Wild dogs were weak creatures that existed in many planets. They were so weak that mortals who were slightly stronger could kill them.

However, wild dogs also possessed great offensive abilities. They were mortal creatures filled with a ruthless and brutal air. In Dao Kong's memories, no one knew the name of the leader of the War Chamber's Earthen Pole. He only had a nickname… Wild Dog.

Su Ming did not speak. He walked until he reached the table, then with a swing of his arm, he sat down cross-legged.

Immediately, the head of a crane which had a sleazy expression popped up from behind him. It twitched its nose, then its eyes instantly brightened up. It walked out and seized the pot of wine with its claw, then started taking large swigs from it.

"A Fiend Wine brewed by vengeful souls. Darn it all, this is good stuff. It can nourish this Grandpa Crane's soul~"

The bald crane finished drinking the pot and swayed to turn into an old man with an Immortal air beside Su Ming. With a dry cough, it looked as if it wanted to say something, but it suddenly felt that its appearance did not seem to fit with the ghastly atmosphere. Even though there was a seven-colored light spreading out from the entire planet, it did nothing but gave the area an even more bizarre air.

The ghastliness and the murderous aura as well as the vengeful souls from beyond the planet gave a thought to the bald crane. It moved again, and this time, it turned into a ferocious-looking bald man.

The middle-aged man, who was the leader of the War Chamber's Earthen Pole, stared at the bald crane with a look of great interest. A smile appeared on his face. However, it caused the scar on his face to twitch, which made his smile look incredibly ghastly.

He clapped his hands, and immediately, shadows manifested in the air beside him. When they closed in, they placed eight pots of wine on the table.

The bald crane's eyes brightened. It licked its lips, then grabbed one of the pots and started drinking in big gulps.

Su Ming's expression remained the same as ever. Not a single change could be detected. The middle-aged man cast a glance at the bald crane, then back at Su Ming.

"My name is Wild Dog," the man said with a smile and picked up his cup. "I don't know what your mission is. The only order I obtained is to have the War Chamber's Earthen Pole enter the Immortals' Union from the third warzone.

"On the way, we will run into more than thirty races from the Immortals' Union. We might meet some bizarre and strange existences, but no matter what we run into it, the War Chamber will bring you to the end of the third warzone, where the galaxy serving as the core of the territory belonging to the Immortals' Union lies.

"This is the order given to me. No matter what mission you were given, I wish you success." When the man spoke, he finished the wine in his cup.

He then swung his right hand, and an illusory picture appeared in the air beside him. It showed a map, and it contained all the regions of True Morning Dao Sect.

"This is the core of the Immortals' Union." As he spoke, the man pointed forward with his right hand, and immediately, a spot appeared on the map. Su Ming stared at it without saying a single word.

"This was also where the Immortals' forces of power were in the past. You can say that this is where their main camp was. Right now, besides the Immortals, Phoenix Sect has also moved there."

Su Ming remained as calm as ever. As he stared at the spot, the third eye suddenly appeared at the center of his brows. The map was instantly magnified endlessly before his eyes, and in a moment, he saw Yin Death Region lying in the region which had belonged solely to the Immortals, and in the deepest parts of the area was a darkness. Su Ming was familiar with that place; it was where his real physical body was suppressed.

When the man saw the third eye appear at the center of Su Ming's brows, he narrowed his eyes slightly, then lifted his right hand and swung it. Immediately, the map disappeared.

At that moment, a gold ray of light appeared in the sky above the planet which looked like it had shot through the boundless galaxy to reach the place. It erupted with a bang, dyeing the universe in gold.

"The Order of Golden Dawn has arrived. War Chamber's Earthen Pole, march at full speed!" the man immediately said as a brilliant light shone in his eyes.

His voice was gentle, but it instantly traveled beyond the planet and landed in all the cultivators' ears. The five million people immediately roared towards the sky together. The warships charged forth, the giant beasts roared, piercing light erupted from the platforms, and they turned into long arcs with the five million cultivators to bring forth a picture that could cover even the universe itself as they charged forward at full speed.

The seven-colored planet let out a loud bang, and the huge beasts pulled it forward. The entire planet moved as quickly as a meteor, a telling sign of how quick were the cultivators surrounding it.

The man smiled faintly, picked up a pot of wine, poured himself a cup, and started drinking. A pensive look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. After a moment, he stood up.

"Since that is the case, I will leave once we arrive. Thank you for escorting me." Su Ming nodded at the man, then changed into the distance, immediately disappearing from the place. When he reappeared, he was already at the peak of a mountain on the other side of the planet.

As for the bald crane, with a great reluctance to leave, it swept up all the pots of wine and quickly chased after Su Ming.

The man smiled faintly and stared at the spot Su Ming had just vacated.

"He knows that I don't welcome him. At least he's a tactful Dynast." The man swung his right arm, and another pot of wine appeared on the table.

Chapter 1115: Opening the Abyss Gate

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Ming sat on a mountain in the planet with the seven-colored lights. When he lifted his head to look at the sky, he found that there were no clouds, only a muddled scene that looked like flowing streams of water. It was somewhat similar to fog.

As it flowed by swiftly, starlight would occasionally squeeze through, but it would disappear in a flash, just like how Yu Xuan had disappeared from Morning Dao Sect.

Su Ming's face was slightly pale. He held his chest with his right hand while sharp stabs of pain came from within, causing grief and sadness to appear in his eyes.

After he left Morning Dao Sect, he once asked himself… what he still had left.

Everything in Dark Mountain was fake. His elder was Su Xuan Yi's disciple. His Master, Tian Xie Zi, had clearly also become Su Xuan Yi's chess piece and shared the same fate as the first God of Berserkers. His three senior brothers were lost in the endless mass of people in the universe, and he could not find them.

Bai Ling was his first love, but now that he looked at it, that love was fake. Everything contained falsehoods, making him remember his desire to walk out of the land of Berserkers and see the universe outside.

Di Tian had used him. Su Xuan Yi had treated him like a chess piece. His mother was immersed in the fifth kiln. When Su Ming turned his head back to look at his own life, there was always a huge hand that willfully manipulated his destiny time and again.

If it had been anyone else, Su Ming would not have been so emotionally affected, but the source of it all was not anyone else… but his own father.

Su Xuan Yi was not wrong. In his position, his actions were not wrong. How could a person who descended into madness to make his people rise to power once more be wrong? Su Ming might not agree with his logic of not having a home without kin, but it was just as he said, Su Ming did not hate him. He only resented him.

What did Su Ming have to hate about a man who sacrificed everything he had for his people to raise to power once more? After all, he could understand it. However, he could not accept that he had been a chess piece since birth, and that all of his friends had become Su Xuan Yi's chess pieces simply because they got close to him.

This was what he refused to accept.

Yu Xuan…

Su Ming wanted to go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World and search for her, but what right did he have to go there? His righteous ardor? His recklessness? With Su Ming's level of cultivation, it was a simple fact that he could not go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World to save Yu Xuan.

Su Ming understood this. If he wanted to go to the Emperor of Abyss' True World, then the first thing he needed to do was to fuse with his real physical body so that his level of cultivation would rise. Only then could he succeed in saving Yu Xuan!

After all, he knew that he only had one chance, just one chance.

"It looks like a brilliant life, but it's all just a joke," Su Ming mumbled in anguish. He did not want things to be this way, he did not want to accept them being this way, and was still trying to control his destiny, but in the end, he found out that he was still sent around by someone else.

"I just… want to understand what is going on. If you let me understand and didn't use my friends, I would have helped you wholeheartedly, father. For your ideals, I would have given up everything.

"Is this… too much to ask?" Su Ming asked softly while staring at the moving sky.

"I just… want a home." Su Ming lowered his head and closed his eyes, stopping his tears from flowing down his cheeks.

"Is it really… too much to ask?"

Wind blew past Su Ming's body. After a long, long while, he opened his eyes. They were unfocused, and his heart was filled with dreariness. A deep wave of loneliness washed over him.

This loneliness came from his soul and his age. It lingered for a long time and refused to leave. The reason for it was that he was alone, but it had nothing to do with any desire for love. He was a wanderer who did not have a home sitting on a mountain while he was surrounded by an army of five million cultivators from the War Chamber's Earthen Pole and mumbling about the one thing he longed for the most in his life… a home.

"For my family, I could overturn the galaxy and give up on everything. I just want… a home."

Su Ming sighed softly. That sigh contained his loneliness and desolation. When he opened his eyes, he stared at the sky and shook his head. He understood that what he desired might be the simplest thing to obtain for other people, but for him, it was incredibly difficult.

In silence, Su Ming patted his storage bag with his right hand. Immediately, a three-leafed grass appeared on his palm. He had obtained this item in the fifth kiln, and it was something that could allow a person to sense the laws of fate.

"Control the fates of the world around you and control your own fate… Fate…" Su Ming mumbled. After stared at the blade of grass for a time, he closed his eyes again. He could only hide his loneliness and bury his sadness as well as his desolation. He had to remain strong, because everything in the future was fated. He had to continue becoming stronger so that he could truly be in control of everything.

He would use the power that controlled the universe to create his own home!

At that moment, a determination that would no longer be swayed rose in Su Ming!

"I will have a home… a home where I will have a father, a mother, the elder, my friends, my Master, a lover, and all the people I am familiar with.

"Even if the universe is destroyed, even if Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos falls, even if Saint Defier and Dark Dawn go to war, even if disaster falls and calamities come one after another, and even if I have to experience countless reincarnations… I will create a home that belongs to me!

"This is my Dao, my life. I will create this home. Even if this home is in the Abyssal World [1], I will create it on my own!"

The blade of grass in Su Ming's hand shuddered when a will so firm it could affect one's whole life rose in Su Ming's heart. Gradually, it turned into threads of green light that fused into Su Ming's palm and gradually disappeared without a trace. At that moment, Su Ming opened his eyes, and as determination appeared in them, a presence akin to spring surrounded him.

At that moment, the soul of the Abyss Builders in Su Ming let out an astonishing roar.

In the mid of it, Su Ming's soul started boiling. All his blood turned into complicated runic symbols. They flowed through him, and his soul also turned into a large number of runic symbols.

In fact, there were also illusory ones around him. They surrounded his body, and in an instant, they turned into a storm.

When rumbling sounds reverberated in the air, the bald crane widened its eyes beside Su Ming and swiftly retreated.

"The presence of the Abyss… the celestial origin energy of Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos… the reason behind Saint Defier and Dark Dawn fighting over this place… It lies between light and darkness… A power that can bring forth light and dark with a single thought…"

The bald crane shuddered. A muddled look appeared in its eyes, and something seemed to have appeared again among its scattered memories, causing it to instinctively mumble under its breath before pain appeared on its face. The bald head seized its head tightly and moved back with a loud screech.

During that instant, long arcs shone in the sky, and Zhu You Cai as well as Flame Fiends' Progenitor arrived to protect the area around Su Ming. Much to their shock, they saw him being surrounded by a storm made of runic symbols.

They could clearly sense a power and presence they could not describe within that storm. It was incredibly strange. It was not strong, but it possessed a power that made even Zhu You Cai feel as if his soul and body were trembling.

The effect was even more prominent on Flame Fiends' Progenitor. He stared at the runic symbol around Su Ming in a state of great shock, because he realized… that there was… the feeling of the celestial origin of Flame Fiends' lives contained in one of the countless runic symbols.

It was as if one of them symbolized all of the Flame Fiends!

Yet it was so insignificant in the storm as if it was just a drop in an ocean!

"What is this?!"

Flame Fiends' Progenitor and Zhu You Cai were not the only ones reacting this way at that moment. The man known as Wild Dog and the three armored people beside him on the planet jolted simultaneously. In shock, they stared in the direction of Su Ming's mountain. Their breathing quickened. They were far from that mountain, but it was precisely because they were so far away that they could clearly sense… something that resembled a power of their souls. But instead of resonating with them individually, it came from the soul of their races!

The expression of the middle-aged man who was drinking by himself changed swiftly at that moment. He looked in Su Ming's direction, and his right hand quivered faintly. A huge storm raged in his heart. He belonged to a race which had vanished from the universe, so he had long been the only one left.

Yet at that moment, he could sense… the soul of his race from Su Ming's direction!

"What's going on?!" The middle-aged man's breathing quickened. The five million cultivators from the War Chamber's Earthen Pole beyond the planet came to an abrupt halt and turned their heads back to look at the seven-colored planet. During that moment, those who came from different races sensed the presences and souls of their races from the seven-colored planet!

Dao Ocea, which was in Morning Dao Sect, had begun raging at that moment. The sea of fog howled, and the surface of the sea turned into a huge face. It belonged to the Predecessor of Dao Ocean, and a brilliant light shone in his eyes.

"Another person opened the Abyss Gate. I wonder… what sort of will is contained in his Abyss Gate. I wonder how much it'll grow. Will he eventually assimilate with all the other people who opened the Abyss Gate… or will he truly be able to open the door… leading to a uniform will?!"

At the same time, Su Xuan Yi shuddered while seated. His eyes flew open, and when he cast his gaze on the chamber, he looked as if he could see through space and see everything that he wished to see.

"One of the three great inborn abilities of our race… opening the Abyss Gate," Su Xuan Yi mumbled. After some time, he sensed the presence of Su Ming's Abyss Gate, and anguish gradually appeared on his face.

"The will to protect… the desire for a family… Ming Er, one of these days… I will definitely make up to you… I will…"

Translator's Note:

1. Abyssal World: Mentioned before that Abyss Builders will open their own Abyssal World.

Chapter 1116: Thirst

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The three great inborn abilities of the Abyss Builders were the power to control the flow of time, to Possess all living beings, and to open the Abyss Gate!

These three great inborn abilities led to the Abyss Builders' strength and glory!

However, not all Abyss Builders had them. Out of the three, the power to control time was the most common. It could be said that one out of every thousand Abyss Builders would understand how to use this inborn divine ability of theirs.

As for the ability to Possess all lives, it was much harder than the ability to control the flow of time. Similarly, there was only one out one thousand Abyss Builders who would possess it. However, these one thousand people could not be ordinary Abyss Builders. They had to be people who already controlled the flow of time.

It might seem as like there were only a few people who could have both inborn abilities, but in truth, with the number of Abyss Builders around in the past, there were quite a lot of people like that.

One of the necessities to awaken the inborn abilities was Abyss Builders' blood. The purer the blood, the more likely would that Abyss Builder be able to awaken their inborn abilities!

The third inborn ability, which was the ability to open the Abyss Gate, was slightly more common. The probability of it awakening was one out of ten. However, these ten people had to have understood how to Possess and have full control over time!

When Su Ming was in the land of Berserkers, he had showed the signs of the Abyss' Awakening and had obtained the power to control time. Destiny had been created when the past and future fused together, allowing his inborn ability to gradually gain perfection.

When he left the land of Berserkers and was being devoured by the Crimson Python Phoenix, his inborn ability to Possess was awakened due to the stimulation. It was as if some sort of instinct in him had activated, presenting him with the second inborn divine ability of the Abyss Builders.

Many years had passed since then. With dead stillness in his heart, Su Ming had buried the complicated feelings and his sorrow while sitting alone on the planet, and during that instant, with the help of the blade of grass containing the laws of fate, the third great inborn ability of the Abyss Builders was activated!

When the Abyss Builders' ability to control the flow of time reached its peak, they could control the flow of time and become the masters of time. If the second inborn ability reached its pinnacle, they could fuse all of their clones into their real body and attain the peak of their cultivation!

The opening of the Abyss Gate, the third ability of the Abyss Builders, was the most mysterious of them all. It was also the strongest inborn ability that practically no Abyss Builder had managed to master!

It was the ability to resurrect others and a power to create their own World. It was a nature defying power that could allow them to create their own Abyssal World and resurrect all the dead!

However, creating the Abyssal World was too hard of a task. No one had been capable of doing it since the ancient times. Not even the powerful Progenitor of the Abyss Builders had been to finish it.

Opening the Abyss Gate was just the first stage of the divine ability, and there were plenty of others after it. However, just the activation of the Abyss Gate was already equivalent to opening a door leading to an even higher level of power.

A whirlwind surrounded Su Ming. It was full of countless runic symbols, and each one of them symbolized the soul of a race in Arid Triad Expanse Cosmos.

While in the whirlwind, Su Ming sat with closed eyes. His hair danced in the air, and while he was never tall and bulky, he was definitely not thin and lanky. However, during that instant, his body started withering, as if all his blood and flesh were being absorbed by some unknown entity.

At the same time, the legacies of the Abyss Builders hidden in his soul appeared in his mind, causing him to instantly understand what was happening to him at that moment.

It was the change of flesh, blood, soul to life. It was something that all Abyss Builders had to go through once they opened the Abyss Gate. Large quantities of blood, flesh, essence, and soul were needed to completely open the Abyss Gate.

Su Ming had only activated it and not completely opened it. He could clearly sense that his body seemed to have become a bottomless pit, and there seemed to be a gate at the depths of it.

Waves of Aura of Abyss spread out from the gate, and Su Ming understood that if he opened that gate, his cultivation base would increase by leaps and bounds!

At the instant these thoughts appeared in his mind and he gained an epiphany towards the legacy of his blood, the whirlwind around him vanished, and everything around him returned to normal. Not a single whiff of Aura of Abyss spread out anymore, but Su Ming's body as he sat on the mountain had become completely thin and shriveled. He looked nothing like before.

And he was still becoming thinner, as if that bottomless pit wanted to devour all of his flesh and soul. The latter even started shaking.

Su Ming's eyes flew open, and a dark light shone in them. The instant Flame Fiends' Progenitor looked into them, he shuddered, and wisps of white smoke spread out from his ears, nose, eyes, and mouth towards Su Ming without his control.

This scene shocked Flame Fiends' Progenitor. He moved back swiftly, but he could not stop his life force and soul from spreading outwards. With just one glance, Su Ming had been able to cause this to happen, so there was no way Flame Fiends' Progenitor would not be in shock.

Fortunately, Su Ming had immediately shifted his gaze, allowing Flame Fiends' Progenitor to quickly circulate his cultivation base and force the life force and soul which had spread out from his body to fuse into him once more. His expression instantly turned pale, and with fear in his eyes, he looked towards Su Ming.

Zhu You Cai sucked in a deep breath as well, while as for the bald crane, it shuddered, and a dazed look appeared in its eyes. There were countless jumbled memories colliding against each other nonstop in its head.

"The Aura of Abyss… the death of all lives… the power to bring forth light and darkness with one thought… it is not allowed to appear…" The bald crane's eyes rolled back, and it fell to the ground with a loud thump. Once it quickly climbed back to its feet, it used its claws to seize its head again. A drawn out breath left its mouth.

"Darn it all, this is just someone asking for a beating. Come here, Abyss Dragon, let me hit you." The bald crane moved, and a black dot immediately flew out of its body. It instantly turned into an Abyss Dragon, but just as it was about to hit the bald crane, the bald crane quickly went up to it and kicked the Abyss Dragon…

Su Ming was not too far away. At that moment, even though his eyes were wide open, they were covered in a film of red. His body had also shrivelled in the blink of an eye. By then, his he was almost reduced to mere skin and bones, but even in this condition, Su Ming showed no signs of weakness. Instead, there was a vast power brewing continuously in his body.

"I need a sufficient amount of flesh, blood, and souls to activate the Abyss Gate and make it stop absorbing my life force." Su Ming's eyes sparkled. His heart was filled with anticipation at that moment. He looked forward with eagerness to what sort of changes would occur once he eventually opened the Abyss Gate, one of the Abyss Builders' three great inborn abilities.

Su Ming was already aware of the might of being to reverse time and having a body capable of Possessing all lives. They gave Su Ming a feeling that he had an incredibly great ability to survive. The power of these two divine abilities was enough to make all people go mad for them.

At that moment, Su Ming might have only understood a bit of the activation of the third ability from the legacy in his soul, but it was still enough to make his heart tremble. His eyes sparkled, and he looked towards the sky with the fog flowing around it in streams. Never in his life had he yearned for war… to come sooner as much as he did at that moment.

He sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes to suppress the excitement in his heart. He also continued suppressing the bottomless pit which had formed in his body. As he did so, various thoughts echoed in his mind.

'For this Dao which belongs to me and the creation of my home… even if I, Su Ming… have to overturn the universe and destroy all lives, I will complete it!'

Su Ming's breath quickened. By closing his eyes, he hid the determined yet crazed glare in them. Rays of gray, red, gold, and black light changed continuously on his body, making him feel as his thoughts were gradually being ignited by some sort of will in his heart. Eventually, it turned into a brilliant light in his eyes that was covered by his eyelids, but even so, his heart… went through a metamorphosis.

As time trickled by, one month passed. Throughout it, Su Ming remained seated on the mountain. His body had withered to the point that he looked like a skeleton. It seemed like he would come apart from a single gust of wind. However, the presence spreading out from his body had become increasingly more terrifying.

Beside him was the bald crane, Flame Fiends' Progenitor, and Zhu You Cai. They would occasionally cast their gazes on Su Ming. The past month had not been easy for them. Even if it was Zhu You Cai who came a bit closer to Su Ming, he would feel as if all his life force, soul, blood, and flesh were about to be sucked out.

During the month, the middle-aged man called Wild Dog had dropped by once, but when he approached Su Ming, his expression changed drastically, and without any hesitation, he left swiftly. He never returned again.

One day, a loud rumble came from the galaxy. The sounds of battle reverberated in the air.. This was the first great battle the Earthen Pole had to face.

Before the five million cultivators from the War Chamber's Earthen Pole was a shining gray screen of light. Behind it were nearly one million cultivators from the Immortals' Union. They were staring at the army with shocked, pale faces.

Behind them were nine planets shaped in the form of spoons. Over there… was a Relocation spot which belonged to the Immortals' Union. It was also the territory of the Dust Dews.

As members of the Immortals' Union, Dust Dews' tribe leader, great elder, and other powerful warriors had solemn expressions with anxiety underlying it while they stood in the galaxy above the nine planets. Their gazes penetrated the screen of light and stared at the five million cultivators from the War Chamber standing with heinous murderous aura spreading from their bodies.

"Wherever the War Chamber passes…" At that moment, a velvety voice came from the planet on which Su Ming stayed and which was located behind the cultivators from the War Chamber. At almost the same instant, low growls came from the mouths of the five million cultivators. "There will be none who live!"

With a loud roar, the five million cultivators charged forward simultaneously. They spread out their cultivation bases and rushed at the screen of light.

Su Ming lifted his head where he sat on the planet. He opened his eyes which were filled with red. It desired blood, flesh, and souls, but he still retained his reasoning.

Chapter 1117: Evil Art

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Boom!

A powerful wave of impac rushed out from the gray screen of light. When it swept outwards, it charged towards the five million cultivators from the War Chamber like a roaring wave, even spreading to the planet in which Su Ming resided.

At the same time, the gray screen of light started distorting violently, as if there was a violent power trying to forcibly tear it apart. It seemed to be struggling under it.

The near one million cultivators from the Immortals' Union behind the screen were pale, but when they saw that the screen had recovered and stopped distorting, their expressions filled with excitement.

"We ask the Nine Planets to battle!" the tribe leader of the Dust Dews said in an imposing voice while standing above the nine planets behind the cultivators and the screen.

As his voice reverberated in space, the nine planets immediately shone. A pillar of light charged out from each planet into space and shot through the screen to descend on the battlefield. They turned into nine figures of light which were about one hundred feet tall. They roared together, and nine presences as strong as those in Mastery Realm erupted from them. With that, they charged at the five million cultivators from the War Chamber.

At that moment, a cold harrumph came from one of the warships. There was absolutely no need for Wild Dog to take command for a battle of this scale. There were cultivators under him who could take up that task.

"Earthen Pole's third, sixth, and seventh battalions, Cut the Horizon!"

At the instant these words were spoken, around one million and five hundred thousand cultivators took a step forward. Their actions were uniform and their presences similar. The trajectory for the circulation of their cultivation bases was also exactly same, and the same divine ability was used.

A huge sword manifested on top of each of their heads at that instant. The swords shone with a bright, glossy light that was piercing to the eye and covered the entire galaxy. When the one million and five hundred thousand cultivators roared, the swords rose with a howl and fused, turning into a sword of light that was one hundred thousand feet long.

It hummed, and as if there was an invisible giant holding onto it in the galaxy, it cut down toward the gray screen of light.

The cultivators of the Immortals' Union were shocked. While still behind the screen, they heard an astonishing, deafening roar when the sword of light touched the gray screen of light. With a bang, the screen crumbled. It was completely and utterly cut by the sword!

"Wherever the War Chamber passes…!"

The voice who had previously called out for the cultivators to gather to execute the Art echoed in space at that moment once more. It was answered by the five million cultivators roaring simultaneously.

"There will be none who live!"

Boom!

The five million cultivators turned into five million long arcs that charged towards the one million cultivators of the Immortals' Union. Their enemy was exposed once the screen of light had shattered.

This was not a battle where the parties involved were well-matched in strength. It did not matter whether it was the number or their levels of cultivation, there was a great disparity between all of them. The slaughter turned the cultivators from the Immortals' Union into nothing more than scattered sand. They could not hope to compare to Morning Dao Sect's most elite cultivators from the War Chamber.

When the nine figures of light with the power of those in Mastery Realm were about to attack, nine old men flew out swiftly from the warships. As they laughed loudly, their cultivation bases spread out from them, showing that they were all in Mastery Realm. Bloodlust appeared on their faces, and with a heinous, murderous aura, they charged towards the figures of light.

Morning Dao Sect had decided that it would finally use its full force. It had deployed all of its most powerful warriors with the intention… to launch a blitz attack on the Immortals' Union!

The sect leaders wanted to destroy the entire Immortals' Union in one go. At that moment, they were like a huge sleeping beast which had awakened from its slumber and revealed its fangs at the leopards and wolves around it. The roar it sent at the sky could shake the heavens.

The five million cultivators from the War Chamber rushed past the broken screen like wolves which into a herd of sheep. Shrill screams of pain rose into space in an instant, and booming sounds echoed nonstop. With every single step it took, the army of five million cultivators spilled blood and crushed souls.

It was at this moment that a long arc rushed out from the planet which belonged to the War Chamber. That long arc shone with a still light, and within it was an emaciated body as thin as a skeleton. Needless to say… it was Su Ming!

His eyes were bloodshot. The bottomless pit formed by the Abyss Gate in him was continuously devouring everything about him. If Su Ming had not been suppressing it with his full power during the past month, his body and soul would have probably been destroyed a long time ago.

After all, when there was someone among the Abyss Builders who was about to open the Abyss Gate in the Fifth True World, the other Abyss Builders would take a long time to make preparations before allowing them to do so under their protection. Once the person succeeded, they would require a large amount of blood and flesh to replenish what they had lost and stabilize the Abyss Gate.

However, Su Ming's activation of the Abyss Gate was due to all sorts of coincidences, and because of it, he hadn't had time to make ample preparations. However, the battle between Morning Dao Sect and the Immortals' Union gave him a serendipity of blood and flesh that even his people in the Fifth True World would not have been able to obtain.

When he rushed out, a monstrous, murderous aura erupted from his body with a bang, and he was so quick that he instantly shot past the warships as well as the other cultivators from the War Chamber. Wherever he went, the heart of all the cultivators on the warships and those before them would tremble. A strong feeling as if their souls, flesh, and blood were about to be sucked out rose in them.

That feeling appeared only for an instant before it gradually disappeared once Su Ming left into the distance. However, the shock that remained in their hearts would not and could not disappear.

Su Ming charged forward. In just the span of a few breaths, he rushed past the shattered screen of light and straight into the army of the Immortals' Union. The moment he entered the fray with bloodshot eyes, many cultivators executed their divine abilities and charged towards him.

But the instant they approached him, their expressions changed drastically. No matter in what frenzy they had pushed themselves, they all started trembling furiously. The feeling of their soul, flesh, blood, and life force being sucked away shocked them, and it also gave rise to an indescribable terror in their hearts.

Su Ming lowered his head, then raised his arms and pushed them sideways. A shocking rumble instantly reverberated in space, and a gigantic vortex appeared around him. It spun about and covered a circular area of one thousand feet. After just one spin, shrill screams of pain immediately rose in the area around Su Ming, and they were all piercing to the ears.

Nearly one hundred cultivators in an area of one thousand feet shook. Most of their life force had turned into white smoke that was forcibly extracted from their ears, nose, eyes, and mouth. When it fused into Su Ming's body, their blood dried up, and their flesh withered. In an instant, they were reduced to an emaciated state.

Fear and despair appeared in their eyes, and their souls… fused into Su Ming's body as it was continuously sucked out through their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. A large amount of white smoke seemed to surround Su Ming. When it vanished, he stood in space alone. The near one hundred cultivators around him had collapsed together and scattered like ashes.

Su Ming's body was as thin and lanky as ever, but some color had returned to his skin.

"Evil Art! That's an Evil Art!" someone in the distance shouted out with terror.

The area around Su Ming was empty, allowing other people to be able to instantly notice what had happened around him. It was especially so for the cultivators from the War Chamber. Shock appeared on their faces, and if it was not because of the Sacred Constellation Robe on Su Ming's body and that he still somewhat resembled Dao Kong even though he was only skin and bones, even they might have immediately attacked him at that moment.

Su Ming's appearance and his subsequent killing of one hundred people was insignificant to the Immortals' Union, but his method shocked all the people who saw it.

However, there was no time for a person to think too much during a battle. After a short pause, the fighting continued. Su Ming moved, and wherever he went, all the people would scream shrilly while their bodies and souls were destroyed, then absorbed by Su Ming. The red in his eyes gradually faded away, and his body slowly recovered a little. The Abyss Gate in his body shone with rays of dark light at that moment, and a large amount of Aura of Abyss filled his body. His level of cultivation erupted in such a great manner that it seemed as if there was no end to it.

'Kill them!'

Su Ming was so quick that when he charged forward, there was no need for him to use any divine abilities. He only had the power of the Abyss Gate absorb all the life force around him. To him, the activation of the Abyss Gate required flesh, blood, and souls. If he did not absorb these things, they would be absorbed from him until he became a mummy. Besides, Su Ming had no emotional attachment whatsoever to the Immortals' Union or Morning Dao Sect. Even if all of them died, he would not show a hint of compassion.

He only cared about his friends. Even if the heavens collapsed, the earth shattered, and all living beings died, as long as his family and friends were around, nothing else mattered to him.

If he could create his own family in which all the people he cared about were beside him by exchanging the flesh and blood of all lives and the life force of the universe for it… he would do so without any hesitation.

Even if he would be known as a bloodthirsty maniac hated by all, he would not care.

Bang!

One thousand people around Su Ming had their bodies and souls destroyed simultaneously. All their life force and souls were swiftly absorbed by him. He swiftly turned around and lifted his right hand to point at the center of the brows of a cultivator who had approached him quietly. He penetrated his skull with one finger and sank deep into his head. Then, as the gaze of the Almighty in Mastery Realm who belonged to the Immortals' Union filled with disbelief because he was killed with just one strike, Su Ming absorbed all of his life force and soul.

As he stood above the nine planets, the tribe leader of the Dust Dews fixed his stare on the Sacred Constellation Robe. Then, he shouted shrilly, "Kill him! He's a direct descendant of Morning Dao Sect! Kill him! Even if our entire race is wiped out, we have to make Morning Dao Sect pay the price!"

Dozens of figures beside him charged forward instantly with loud whistles. All of these people were old men, and they were the elders of the Dust Dews. All of them had once been this particular race's tribe leader but had retired at some point. Right then, when their race came face to face with the threat of being completely wiped out, they moved together.

"Kill me?" Su Ming turned his head around to look and lifted his right foot to take a swift step forward to charge towards the incoming dozens of people. At the moment they drew close to each other, he raised his right hand and pointed at the universe.

"Mountain Shifter!"

When he spoke, the universe immediately roared. Countless mountains instantly appeared around him and pushed down on the dozens of people who were closing in on him!

Chapter 1118: Direct Entrance

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Before he reached Mastery Realm, Su Ming had already been able to kill Almighties. When he was in the area used for the Anointment Ceremony for Morning Dao Sect, he could already fight against eight Almighties in Mastery Realm. Later, not only had he reached Mastery Realm and gained an epiphany regarding this particular stage, he had also manifested all five fingers for this Realm. In fact, due to the blade of grass fusing into his body, he had also opened the Abyss Gate.

At that moment, Su Ming was a powerful warrior who could fight against those in Life Realm. There was no lack of Almighties among the dozens of cultivators rushing towards him, but they were all not Su Ming's opponent!

When Mountain Shifter was activated, the world rumbled. The universe tumbled about, and countless mountains pushed down with loud rumbles. They charged towards the dozens of people. When the rumbles became deafening, the group coughed up blood and tumbled backwards.

Su Ming took a step forward, and he was so quick that he instantly closed in on one person. Then, he brought his right hand up and tapped the person between his brows. That cultivator shuddered, and all his life force as well as his soul were instantly absorbed from his body. He then scattered as ashes.

Su Ming moved, appearing and disappearing in a flash seventeen times. Before the seventeen cultivators even had the chance to scream, their bodies dissipated. Vast quantities of life force surged into Su Ming's body along with many souls and nourished his Abyss Gate. At the same time, it also eased the rate of the Abyss Gate's continuous absorption of Su Ming's own life force.

Eventually, he sighed in relief in his heart once he slightly recovered from his emaciated state. He still looked thin, but was no longer as frightening as previously.

'But… it's still not enough!'

Su Ming raised his head, and a glint appeared in his eyes. He stared at the nine planets in the distance with a malicious and strange glare. Without any hesitation, he charged forward. Wherever he went, all the cultivators who tried to block his path would have their life force and souls wiped off, causing Su Ming to look like a fierce tiger on the battlefield. No one dared to get close to him, let alone stop him.

He had a powerful cultivation base, a bizarre divine ability, and extreme speed. These things caused Su Ming to immediately become the center of attention on the battlefield. As the five million cultivators from the War Chamber continued with their slaughter and the one million cultivators from the Immortals' Union's Dust Dews fought back in a frenzy, the death count grew to a heinous degree.

Booming sounds reverberated on the battlefield, but Su Ming turned into a long arc and charged towards the nine planets. He looked as if he was about to cut through space.

He was so quick that he instantly closed in on one of the planets. The tribe leader and elders of the Dust Dews roared, and when another dozens of cultivators gritted their teeth and charged towards Su Ming, he performed an act that caused the fighting parties on the battlefield to be so shocked that they even forgot to continue fighting!

He… raised his right hand, and the instant the dozens of cultivators drew close to him, he seized one of the nine planets through the air. At the same time, the Abyss Gate in his body sent out a suction force, pulling in a great amount of energy. It traveled along his arm and went straight to his palm. Then, with a bang, a huge palm manifested in front of him with his power of a person in Mastery Realm.

The palm was a mere illusion, but it was one hundred thousand feet long. As loud rumbles echoed in space, it seized the planet. The power of the Abyss Gate erupted from it in vast quantities, making it shudder violently, and right before everyone's eyes, a drastic change great enough to shock all those who saw it appeared!

All the green plants on the planet withered, and all the rivers instantly dried up. The still ocean went dry. The countless ferocious spirits within it were reduced to ashes at the same moment. The ground turned dry and yellow. Cracks tore through the land, making it seem like there were earth dragons moving about and tearing the ground apart.

Mountains collapsed. When the people looked at the land, they saw the dried up and yellow earth swiftly expanding. In just a few breaths, the planet seemed to have walked through its entire life. Its life was swiftly being extinguished, and wisps of white smoke were continuously seeping out. All of them surged towards Su Ming and rushed into his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes.

The planet was also rapidly shrinking right before everyone's eyes. In the end, with a loud bang, it shattered and turned into countless fragments that scattered into ashes as they tumbled backwards. The ashes contained all the lives and the Essence of the World which belonged to the planet, and as it collapsed, they turned into white fog that filled the entire area and instantly surrounded Su Ming.

In just the span of a few breaths, all the white fog was completely absorbed. When Su Ming was revealed once again before the people's eyes, he was no longer thin and lanky, but had returned to his original appearance.

He was dressed in the Sacred Constellation Robe while his black hair danced in space. The third eye at the center of his brows seemed had been activated, giving Su Ming a mystifying air. There was also a dense wave of Aura of Abyss surrounding him. All the people who were close enough felt like a chill would creep up their hearts the moment they cast a glance at him.

This scene caused the pupils of all the cultivators in the area to shrink. Their minds went slightly blank at that moment. Destroying a planet was not difficult for an Almighty, but Su Ming had not just destroyed it. He had… absorbed all the life force of the Essence of a World.

There was no way anyone could not be shocked by this. In fact, the dozens of Dust Dew cultivators who were rushing at Su Ming came to an abrupt halt from it. As their faces turned pale, they immediately fell backwards and did not dare to get any closer to Su Ming.

After a short period of silence, the battle resumed. This time, the intensity was no longer the same as before… The cultivators from the Immortals' Union seemed to have lost most of their will to fight back after witnessing Su Ming's act of absorbing the life force from a planet. They no longer had any spirit, while the five million cultivators from the War Chamber were the exact opposite. Their fighting spirit had been rekindled, and they marched forward with loud booming sounds, continuously reaping lives without running into any form of resistance.

Su Ming did not bother about the parties involved in the battle. A brilliant light shone in his eyes, and when he looked towards the remaining eight planets, he charged towards them.

Time trickled by, and about eight hours passed. Rumbling sounds had continuously rang out while the nine planets were being absorbed by Su Ming, but once the last one shattered, the place gradually fell silent.

There were countless corpses floating in the galaxy, along with a large number of broken limbs. A bloody stench filled the area. The cultivators from the War Chamber had split into three groups. Two of them were chasing down the fleeing cultivators of the Immortals' Union while the last one was walking through the battlefield. Whenever they found any corpse that was still in marginally good shape, they immediately crushed its skull. This act that was reminiscent of performing a last hit on an enemy was a habit of the War Chamber, and they did it after every battle they won.

Wherever the War Chamber passes, there will be none who live—these were not empty words.

Another six hours passed. As the groups of the War Chamber who had went to chase down the fleeing cultivators from the Immortals' Union returned, they reorganized themselves and found that they had only lost one hundred thousand something cultivators from the Earthen Pole. They then charged into the distance once more with booming sounds reverberating in space. The long arcs from the warships, the roars from the large beasts, and the movement of the planet stirred ripples in the area. They swept aside all the drifting corpses and dissipated the bloody stench.

The battle had already ended. The murderous aura of the five million cultivators from the War Chamber's Earthen Pole had grown thicker, but when they occasionally turned their gazes back to look at the planet, their eyes filled with fervent ardor and respect.

Su Ming once again sat on the mountain he had claimed with eyes closed to meditate.

There were plenty of cultivators from the Immortals' Union who had died in his hand during the battle, and he had also directly crushed the Dust Dews' homeland—the nine planets!

From that moment onwards, the Dust Dews disappeared. This race no longer existed in True Morning Dao World.

This was war. There was no right or wrong in it, only those who stood in opposition to each other!

While Su Ming meditated, the Fog of Abyss which was the Abyss Gate in him swiftly crystallized. When he looked at it, most of it had already crystallized. With just a little more, the entire thing would turn into a crystal.

Time passed, and Su Ming spent all of it in meditation. Battles erupted all along the way, sending the War Chamber through a dozen battles of various scales in one month of slaughtering their way into the Immortals' Union.

They were not the only ones fighting. War reports would be sent into Wild Dog's hands almost every single day with a unique method. With Su Ming's status, he could naturally read those reports as well.

Morning Dao Sect had deployed ten armies of cultivators this time around, and most of them numbered in millions. They slaughtered their way into the Immortals' Union from ten different directions, intending to determine the winner of the war in one go.

This was the first time Morning Dao Sect had erupted and fought back in such a manner, taking the Immortals' Union by surprise and forcing it to continuously retreat. There were ten armies, and wherever they went, they almost always left the area in complete devastation. They slaughtered to a heinous degree and massacred whole races.

They did accept any form of surrender!

Since these people had betrayed them before, their only fate was complete annihilation of their race. Morning Dao Sect's counterattack was like lightning and filled its territories with a bloody stench.

The closer the armies got to the core of the Immortals' Union, the stronger resistance they faced. After about half a month left before the War Chamber's Earthen Pole would reach the core of the Immortals' Union, they ran into a battle that was on a far greater scale than before.

With only around four million cultivators left, the War Chamber fought against an army of cultivators numbering to nearly three million from the Immortals' Union. The slaughter had was already going for nearly a day.

During it, the number of deaths on both sides was so devastating that Wild Dog had personally come forth to command the battle. The roars of beasts filled many corners of the battlefield. When the loud bangs of warships collapsing reverberated in the air, the seven-colored light from the planet where Wild Dog was swept outwards once every hour.

There were hundreds of huge eyeballs floating in space over at the camp which belonged to the Immortals' Union. They constantly observed all the changes on the battlefield. Beneath them, at the rear end of the camp, was a nine-storey tower. Orders came from it to lead the cultivators from the Immortals' Union in the battle.

A large number of cultivators that could be clearly identified as Immortals surrounded the tower while standing on flying swords. Their gazes were cold and ghastly as they stared at the cultivators from the War Chamber in the distance.

In fact… Su Ming even saw two black-robed people further into the distance!

They were the exact same as the one he'd seen in Dao Ocean's illusion!

However, he did not see the giants who were known as Ancient Deities. Yet Su Ming had a feeling that if the black-robed people were around, then there was a high possibility that the Ancient Deities would appear as well!