Volume 2: Wind Rises, Heaven Grows Cold Chapter 163: If Not Dead, Then Created Fate

  "The barbaric tribes, how can they understand the way of our immortal family's formation? This is no longer a four-layered space seal, but an additional half layer!" Su Ming's eyes blurred for a moment, and when he cleared up, he found himself in a pitch-black place. It was a cave, with no light around, and only faintly visible.

  "Hurry up and send me back home, I was seriously injured back then and never recovered. Now that I've abandoned my original body, I only have this split soul left, and it won't last for long. Once my original body dies, if I haven't left yet, I'll also perish along with it!"

  "Only by leaving the barbarian tribe and being under a different law of the immortal family can one cut off their connection with their original body and survive." A heavy, labored breathing sound came from beside Su Ming, as Yan Huang grasped Su Ming's shoulder tightly. His face was only seven inches away from Su Ming's, his eyes staring intensely into Su Ming's, revealing a crazed and anxious look. At this moment, he had already reached the brink of despair, no longer possessing the calmness he once had.

  "I have no way of sending you back." Su Ming fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly.

  "I'm telling you again, send me back!!" Yan Kongs screamed, grabbing Su Ming's shoulders, his eyes revealing a murderous intent.

  "If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my memories and see if I'm lying to you..." Su Ming's expression was calm as he looked at Han Kong, this was his goal!

  He was at the end of that passage, outside that stone wall, where he had come to realize many things. He had doubts about whether he had really lost some memories and couldn't ignore these things, he wanted to figure it all out.

  But Su Ming knew that with his own cultivation, he couldn't possibly know what was happening to himself, so he thought of the Old Ancestor of Mount Hua, and what He Feng had said... Body Snatching!

  There is a point in this robbery, which is that you can forcibly recall memories during the process!

  What the winds cannot do, Su Ming believes that this old ancestor of Mount Hua can accomplish.

  "I want to know why there is pity in Han Cangzi's eyes... I want to know why Nan Tian's words don't mention the extermination of the Hu Man tribe by the Barbarian God... I want to know why the cold gaze on that red road and those words make me tense, make me afraid..."

  I wonder, if I really have memory loss, when did this lost memory happen...

  I wonder what happened in those lost memories...

  I wonder if everything about Grandpa and Wushan is just a dream... Su Ming closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them again, staring at the panting and sinister Hanyu.

  "Help me, tell me what's missing in my memory. Also, tell yourself why I didn't have a way to send you back home and prove whether or not I deceived you."

  "Help me...... tell me...... who am I......" Su Ming spoke softly, his eyes filled with determination.

  Han Kong stared at Su Ming, under Su Ming's gaze, he didn't know why, but he felt a hint of inexplicable apprehension in his heart. He was apprehensive about Su Ming's calmness at this moment, and he was apprehensive about the fact that in his entire life, he had never encountered anything that would make him willing to sacrifice himself for someone else.

  "A simple soul search and memory fragment, can't see the complete memories, only scattered fragments... You neither send me back nor ask me to take it, so I'll help you this time!"

  This body of mine was forged from a barbarian, who had already attained the Bone Forging Realm of the Barbarian Tribe in his lifetime. If you truly want me to help you, I can only refine you into my clone!

  "If I die, you'll die with me. If you don't die, it's fate, and I've fulfilled my duty to you, what's the harm!" Huan Kong lived for a long time, how could he not see the cunning here? But he had no more time... A hint of resentment and poison appeared in Huan Kong's eyes, he had waited for 8,000 years, but the result was that he couldn't go home, couldn't return to his hometown.

  Even at this moment, he could die at any time. Once the original body outside dies, he cannot survive. Rather than dying like this, it's better to turn this person in front of him into a vessel for his own hope, and then shatter that hope, turning it into his own avatar. At the same time as they die together, no matter what, he can indeed see all of the other person's memories.

  Before Su Ming could nod in agreement, Han Kong's right hand suddenly lifted up and slapped his abdomen. His entire body shook violently, and with a loud bang, he turned into a cloud of blood mist before Su Ming's eyes.

  The bloody mist stained Su Ming's body, and a golden light flashed in the mist. A small, palm-sized golden figure burst out of the mist and rushed towards Su Ming's brow. The appearance of this little man was exactly that of Han Kong, but his powerful degree was far beyond comparison with He Feng.

  This little man has already condensed into a solid entity, not a spiritual body, but the primordial spirit on top of the spiritual infant! Inside his physical body, there existed a piece of golden spine!

  Although this vertebra is dull in color, it exudes a wild and savage aura. This thing is the first ancestral bone that a strong practitioner of the Bone Refining Realm refines within their body!

  Things were a bit different from Su Ming's prediction, but the final result was still the same. He didn't resist and looked at the incoming Yuan Shen of Han Kong, closing his eyes.

  "In this world, few things can be perfect, because there are mistakes, so there is right, I bet!"

  In the instant when his eyes closed, Han Kong's primordial spirit touched Su Ming's brow, instantly drilling into him and disappearing. At the moment he disappeared, Su Ming's body began to tremble violently, and the face hidden under the mask revealed a painful expression.

  This pain is countless times stronger than the previous wind robbery, and it's even impossible to compare, like the difference between heaven and earth. Not only is the body in severe pain, but there's also a feeling of countless bone needles piercing through the pores, and spiritually, it's as if being crushed by a mountain range, as if being ground into powder.

  Under this intense pain, Su Ming's face with a mask had fresh blood dripping down, which was the blood flowing out of his seven orifices at this moment!

  The pain was indescribable, but Su Ming did not howl or go mad. He sat cross-legged there, his eyes revealing a calmness as still as an ancient well.

  Silently enduring the pain, silently feeling the emptiness of loss or the refinement of detachment, everything is calmly endured.

  Until his eyes blurred, until he came again to the place where he had once been, a world shrouded in misty vastness, the only empty space of over ten zhang.

  Su Ming was still that faint and weak wisp of a soul, floating here, with a familiar feeling, a determined thought, which made Su Ming not tremble, nor afraid. He gazed at the dazzling golden light beside him, making his almost-melted Yuan Shen seem to be on the verge of dissolving.

  Its primordial spirit was enormous, with a height of several zhang. Compared to Su Ming, the other party seemed like a giant from another world, descending upon this space that spanned over ten zhang. The air trembled as if it could not withstand the pressure and was on the verge of collapse.

  That sharp golden light, that tall figure, made Su Ming feel like he was in the midst of a raging wolf's storm, and could be extinguished at any moment.

  "What is this... there's so much fog!" Huan Kong looked around and his face immediately showed a shocked expression, he understood what it represented, and suddenly looked at Su Ming, with complexity in his eyes.

  "I'll help you!" As soon as Han Kong's words came out, his huge primordial spirit suddenly opened its mouth wide and sucked in towards Su Ming. Immediately, the dark energy that Su Ming had transformed into rushed straight towards Han Kong.

  Although it was engulfed, this is Su Ming's sea of consciousness, he can still see that the fog in front of him quickly thinned out, and the memories of coming to Nan Chen's land quickly flowed by...

  "This time, can I see it......" Su Ming murmured.

  The month is ending, in the last few hours, whether there are many or few monthly tickets is no longer important. This month, my ears and heart have been very quiet, writing my own book, clarifying my own way, it's great.

  This chapter is 2000 words long, forgive me, it will explode tomorrow, and there will be a first update at dawn.