"Becoming the son of Yin Death, the Ninth Peak will be protected, and this barbarian land will once again become an inseparable part of our Yin Death Remnant World. From now on... no immortal clan can step into it."
"Being the son of Yin Death, your senior brother can survive. They will not be affected by this catastrophe in the slightest. Even your senior brother's injury, I will make him recover instantly."
"If you refuse... the Ninth Peak will no longer be here, your three senior brothers will also die, and the barbarian land... will be divided by the remnant world of Yin and Death from now on."
"Put it on, and the moment you put it on, you will become the son of Yin Death, and you will be sent to the Wasteland of the Divine Origin, which is an area that does not belong to the four true worlds, nor does it belong to the Land of Yin Death.
, it’s outside, far, far away from here..."
"Go and find our King of the Remnant Realm of Yin Death in the Divine Origin Wasteland! There should be an entrance to the fifth true world in the Divine Origin Wasteland. Find this entrance..."
"Wear it, and you will never be free again. The moment you put it on, you will lose your love... you will become ruthless, you will lose pain, and you will not know what pain is.
You will...become the son of Yin Death who belongs exclusively to me in the remnant world of Yin Death!"
In the stillness of the world, countless crystal points gradually emerged out of thin air. After condensing together, they formed Su Ming's translucent body. There was something floating in front of him at this moment.
It was a mask, a black steel mask.
"Put it on, and from now on... you will not be you..."
Su Ming's mind was shaken. He looked at the mask blankly, and his mind echoed with the vicissitudes of sound coming from the vortex of death.
Gradually, bitterness and confusion appeared on his face, and the confusion in his expression turned into a sentence in his mind.
"When you know you are you, you... are not you. When you don't know you are you, you... are you."
Su Ming was silent.
"Put it on and go to the wasteland of Shenyuan. It is a place sealed by the four true worlds. It is an area feared by the four true worlds. It is suppressed and protected by countless strong men from the four true worlds.
There... is a ruin, a wasteland, and also... the place where the four true worlds have sealed the fifth true world. It is also... the place where the sinners of the four true worlds have been imprisoned for countless thousands of years, and it is also... the place where the strong...
land!
It is mysterious and unpredictable there. There are infinite possibilities there... Son of Death. Put on the mask, I promise to protect the barbarians, and I promise you will have no worries... until you die in battle there.
Find me, the king of the residual world of death. Or you have found the entrance to the fifth true world."
The sound of the vicissitudes of life echoed, diffused in the stillness of the world, and turned into a lingering sound, whirling around for a long time.
"You can't refuse!" These were the last words of the vicissitudes of voice. The words contained ruthlessness and no threat at all, but what Su Ming saw in front of him was already the sharpest knife, making his heart tremble.
tear.
The destruction of the ninth peak was stopped. The collapse of the cave was just a moment.
"Why me..." Su Ming spoke in a deep voice after a moment of silence.
But his question was not answered.
He gradually raised his hand, knowing that he really couldn't refuse until Su Ming took hold of the mask. A strong aura of death immediately came from the mask, and the aura instantly blended into Su Ming's body, making him
At this moment, his body suddenly solidified from illusion.
All injuries were recovered in the blink of an eye, and Su Ming's legs, hands, body and head appeared completely in mid-air in this instant.
Without putting on the mask immediately, Su Ming held it firmly with his hands, which were just trembling slightly. He raised his head and looked at the sky.
"My senior brother's injury!" Su Ming said in a low voice.
"The moment you put on the mask, he will wake up." The vicissitudes of voice did not come again until this moment.
"I need seven days!" Su Ming was silent for a while and said again.
"Okay, when you put on the mask in seven days, I will come to pick you up." The old voice was ruthless and slowly spread across the earth.
"I want these thousands of Dao slaves to die!" Su Ming looked fiercely at the Dao slaves who were still in the sky and the earth, and his voice was filled with a chill.
"Okay." The moment the vicissitudes of life said these two words, he saw that the thousands of Dao slaves who were still in mid-air were all bleeding from their orifices, and their whole bodies suddenly collapsed and exploded. Even they
Even the star robes were unable to stop this destructive force. As they collapsed, their flesh and blood were scattered.
Thousands of Dao slaves all died at this moment.
No screams, no struggles.
Su Ming looked up to the sky and laughed. There was a hint of madness and sadness in that laughter. He smiled and shed tears. It turned out that these thousands of such powerful Dao slaves were just words in the eyes of the real strong men.
"Yes" will be fragile and fall apart.
At this moment, Su Ming's desire for power was deeply embedded in his memory. This was Xue Linlin's memory, and it was something he would never forget.
"I want the robe on him to no longer protect him. I want to... destroy his bones and raise his ashes with my own hands!!" Su Ming's tearful eyes were red at the moment, and he turned to stare at Dao Yuan.
"Okay." The vicissitudes of the voice were as ruthless and indifferent as ever. After a simple answer, Dao Yuan's star robe was immediately moving. The stars were still rotating slowly when the world was frozen just now, but at this moment, it was an instant.
Be still for a while.
"Seven days later, I will wait for your call." The old voice gradually faded away until it disappeared from the sky and the earth. At this moment, the operation of the world returned to normal. The collapse of the ninth peak no longer continued, and with thousands of
With the death of the slave, their magical powers have dissipated.
Although the Ninth Peak is dilapidated, it still stands above the sea.
The sea water resumed its rolling and beating, and the sea breeze swirled again from the previous solidification, blowing away the pieces of thousands of slaves' dead flesh that fell into the sea, taking away the rich blood, but
It cannot be resolved, the sea is now bright red.
As the star robe stopped and the world resumed its movement, Dao Yuan's skinny body trembled and let out a shrill scream. He watched the thousands of Dao slaves in the sky all die and turn into flesh and blood. His
His body began to tremble violently.
These are everything to him, they are his foundation in Daochen Sect, they are a group of guards that he has spent a lot of money to win over, but now... the barbarians came with him, and they all died.
This kind of price was something he couldn't bear. The death of everyone turned into a sting, which made Dao Yuan tremble and spit out a mouthful of blood from his heart. But then, the hairs on his body stood up immediately, and he almost lost his mind.
He saw Su Ming in mid-air, staring at him with red eyes.
Dao Yuan screamed and quickly backed away without hesitation, but before he could move back three feet, Su Ming suddenly appeared in front of Dao Yuan with a surge of overwhelming hatred.
forward.
That ferocious expression, red eyes, and aura of hatred made Dao Yuan's fear reach its extreme at this moment. He frantically wanted to move the Star Saint Robe, but no matter how he turned it, the Star Saint Robe did not change at all.
, worn on his body, it is like ordinary clothes, losing all its power.
Su Ming raised his right hand, and when Daoyuan screamed in fear, he pinched the index finger of his right hand and squeezed it gently. When the sound of smashing came out, Su Ming crushed the index finger of Daoyuan's right hand.
Under the severe pain, Daoyuan's screams became more intense.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I am the direct descendant of the Daochen clan..." Before Dao Yuan's wailing ended, Su Ming had already crushed his other fingers, one by one, until all ten of Dao Yuan's fingers were crushed.
After crushing them all, Daoyuan's screams were hoarse, revealing a feeling of weakness.
But there was crazy malice and curse in his eyes.
"If you kill me, you will not die well. Daochen Sect will definitely avenge me. All your barbarians will be wiped out and all of them will die..." Su Ming raised his right hand and pinched Daoyuan's right arm, inch by inch.
He started to move upward along his shattered right hand until all the bones of Daoyuan's right arm were crushed. Those broken bone spurs even pierced Daoyuan's skin and were exposed, looking extremely miserable.
Daoyuan's screams were intense again, and the pain made his malice and curse disappear. As tears fell from his eyes, he began to beg for mercy.
"Let me go, I...I..."
But before he could finish his plea for mercy, Su Ming had already grabbed his left hand and crushed all the bones in his left arm like the same trick. But even so, Su Ming still didn't kill him immediately.
Instead, after crushing the bones of Daoyuan's legs into pieces one by one, he untied Daoyuan's star robe and put the object away. When Daoyuan was weak, Su Ming calmly took it out.
A piece of healing stone fell into Daoyuan's mouth despite his fear.
The medicine powder melted in Daoyuan's mouth, forming a wave of vitality that glowed in his body. Daoyuan, who was about to lose consciousness, could not fall into coma at this moment. He once again experienced the indescribable feeling that most of the bones in his body were broken, and the flesh and blood were rubbing against each other.
of severe pain.
His shrill and hoarse screams echoed again at this moment. In the midst of his screams, Su Ming took a step and stood behind Daoyuan's trembling body. After solidifying his body with magic, he slowly raised his left hand.
, a crack on the spine behind Daoyuan.
Suddenly, a long wound appeared. Su Ming's hatred for Dao Yuan made him raise his hands and tear open the wound. As the wound was torn open, in Dao Yuan's miserable voice, the skin under the wound was revealed.
The spine and two rows of ribs, as well as the beating heart and bulging lungs inside the ribs.
Su Ming looked calm. He reached in with his hands, grabbed both of Daoyuan's lungs, and yanked them outward. The screams reached the most intense level. As Daoyuan breathed, his eyes bulged.
I got up, my body was trembling... I was really dying!
His storage bag flew up and was caught by Su Ming. Su Ming closed his eyes and shed two lines of tears.
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