Volume 2: Wind Rises, Sky Turns Cold Chapter 168: The Three Great Divine Images!

  Nine hundred and seventy-nine, nine hundred and forty-three, nine hundred and twelve, eight hundred and eighty-seven... The bloodline in Su Ming's body hid at an astonishing speed under his will, and as it hid, the urge to break out of the dust in his body was also suppressed.

  "If even the slightest movement of dust cannot be controlled by oneself, how can one decide their own fate?" Su Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of insight, and his internal bloodlines hid again in large quantities.

  At this moment, as Su Ming's bloodline disappeared one by one, and as Kai Chen's impulse was forcibly suppressed by Su Ming's willpower, the nearly hundred desperate resisters who existed in the secret place of Mount Hua outside the cave were completely hopeless. Almost every one of them had fresh blood overflowing from their mouths.

  They had already felt the arrival of death, saw their own body bursting open, and the miserable scene after the bloodline flew out. The consciousness of seeking survival made them resist desperately, even though they knew it was futile, wanting to find that possibly non-existent lifeline.

  But at this moment, when Su Ming dispersed the bloodline and suppressed the sudden surge of dust, nearly a hundred barbarians suddenly found that the turbulence in their bloodlines had eased somewhat, and the mysterious pressure that had been transmitted to them also quickly dissipated.

  This sudden discovery made those who thought they were doomed to death ecstatic, and most of them got up immediately after being stunned for a moment, fleeing frantically with their hearts pounding and trembling with fear.

  However, there were still some sensible people among them. Although they also quickly escaped, before lifting their feet or after escaping a few steps, they hesitated for a moment and bowed deeply to this mountain valley that terrified them.

  "Thanks for sparing my life!"

  "Thanks for sparing my life!"

  These people's words were not murmurs, but contained energy and blood, swirling around, as the voices grew louder, those who were still fleeing also couldn't help but hesitate and pause, bowing their fists to the ground and saying similar words.

  For a moment, the sound rose and fell, forming an echo that spread out in this hidden place of Mount Huan.

  Having narrowly escaped death, their hearts still racing with fear, this is the same thought that occurs to everyone who has managed to escape from this secret place in Mount Heng. After offering thanks, they speed away at full gallop.

  In the sky, clouds were rolling and gathering, golden light pierced through the clouds, spreading across half of the sky, and within it, a divine image was rapidly taking shape.

  But at this moment, when Yu Su Ming suppressed the urge to open the dust, a shocking thunderous sound came from the cloud layer in the sky, as if someone was roaring with anger.

  Golden light flashed, and at the same time it dimmed, that rapidly formed divine image seemed to have come to life, as if it had lowered its head to glance at the place where Su Ming was located in the depths of Mount Hua's ten-thousand-zhang-deep chasm.

  "I was created by a generation of barbaric gods, the image of the opening dust god..." Its voice emitted an aura of majesty, rumbling like thunder and spreading throughout the heavens. As its voice spread out, the earth shook, and the mountain peak where Handan City was located trembled even more violently, with large amounts of rubble falling off, and dust about to rise, but just as it emerged, it was suppressed by this overwhelming pressure.

  It was not only the city of Handan that was like this, but also the surrounding mountains where the three tribes of Yan Chi, An Dong and Pu Qiang were located. At this moment, they all shook together, and the sound was so loud that it caused countless onlookers below to be shocked and terrified. It is unknown who knelt down first, but a moment later, almost everyone was kneeling on the ground, worshiping the vague divine image in the sky.

  Inside the city of Handan, a sea of people knelt down in reverence, their faces filled with fervor and adoration as they gazed up at the figure in the sky, the sound of whose majestic voice still echoing in their ears. This spectacle of the heavens coalescing into a divine image was something that the vast majority of them had never seen before in their lives.

  "I had heard that the Barbarian tribe has three great god statues, all created by a generation of barbarian gods, representing the three realms of my Barbarian tribe: Kai Chen, Ji Gu, Man Hun... I thought it was just a legend... Didn't expect, didn't expect..."

  "This is true!"

  "This is the statue of Kaicheng, one of the three great gods of our barbarian tribe!"

  Nan Tian and Ke Jiu Si's faces were unable to calm down, the two of them knelt on one knee there, gazing at the blurry divine image in the sky, their spirits shaken.

  "This is Ke's second time seeing this statue, this time it's a bit blurrier than what he saw back then, but...this is the first time I've heard the statue speak!"

  "I knew the legend of the three great gods was true, but this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes. According to legend, only when the Blood Moon is full can the dust be lifted and the gods worshipped in the Great Yu Dynasty descend. This is... the blessing of the Savage Gods!"

  In the city of Handan, Xuan Lun also knelt on one knee in a corner, staring blankly at the statue of the gods in the sky, with his words echoing in his ears, he clenched his fists.

  "In my younger years, I had 913 bloodlines at the extreme limit. When I opened the dust, the wind and clouds did not rise. Compared to this person...” Xuan Lun's fist clenched even tighter, his heart filled with jealousy, a jealousy that was not towards a person, but towards an event.

  Yan Chi, An Dong and Pu Qiang's three tribes are also all kneeling on the ground now, worshiping this divine image in the sky with reverence. This divine image is everything to the barbarians!

  "In legend, in the era of the first generation of barbarian gods, everyone was a barbarian, without distinction or boundaries, without any cultivation methods... The first generation of barbarians relied on their immense power and spent countless years exploring their own bodies, creating three divine images, thus opening up the realm suitable for our barbarian tribe to cultivate: Kai Chen, Ji Gu, and Man Hun!"

  "This is not the first time I've seen this dusty god statue... but it's the first time, I heard his words!" On top of Yan Chi Peak, Yan Luan's expression was respectful and her face didn't show any of its usual flirtatiousness. At this moment, she was as holy as a blank wooden tablet, clean and pure.

  The blurry divine image in the sky, its majestic voice echoed, entered everyone's ears at the same time, and also entered Su Ming's heart.

  This voice was originally for him, and outsiders who heard it could already feel its power. Su Ming was at the center of the vortex, and that voice in his heart was like a hundred million thunderclaps, as if it were going to shatter his body. Under this rumbling sound, in the earth-shaking voice that he heard, Su Ming's body suddenly trembled violently.

  Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he could feel a faint humming noise inside him. He lifted his head to look upwards, unable to see outside, but he could sense that there was a gaze in the sky above, staring at him.

  Those eyes were full of majesty, but lacked vitality, just an inanimate object.

  "My will to exist, inherits the hope of a generation of barbarian gods, for the barbarians to open the dust... All those with thick bloodlines prior to the barbarians can receive the blessings of the barbarian god, I am present, watching."

  Its sound was so loud that it made the earth shake again.

  "You... why not dust!" The blurry divine image in the sky, with bright light shining from its eyes, this light emitted endless golden light, instantly enveloping the earth, and under the cover, it actually made the earth appear to be dyed gold!

  This last sentence, at the same time as it shocked everyone's body, also echoed in Su Ming's heart, as if countless people were roaring and questioning.

  Su Ming's body trembled, the hidden bloodline in his micro-control suddenly exceeded his control, showing signs of emergence, and the suppressed Kaichen impulse was revealed once again!

  It seems that a strong will is emanating from this statue, forcing Su Ming to open the dust today!

  "My memory was partially erased... This matter is not decided by me..."

  I came from Wushan and was sucked into the void... This matter is also not up to me to decide...

  I came to Nanchen and experienced a lot, almost everything was pushed by waves, and it wasn't up to me to decide...

  I sought to find out who I am, wanting to pry open my eyes to take a look at the world that perhaps others cannot see, but in the end, I still closed them... This matter, also cannot be decided by me...

  I am Su Ming, I am Mo Su for this life. In my memory, everything seems to be predetermined by others, not letting me change or control...

  I who can't even control my own path and fate... Today, I'm going to take control of myself once! I want to grasp my own path, I don't want to be at the mercy of others, no one can change that!

  "When the dust settles, I will have my own measure!" Su Ming's calm voice rang out, although he was trembling under the pressure of the divine will, his tone conveyed determination that represented his heart!

  "You claim to be a god created by the first generation of barbarian gods, an idol that opens up the dust for the barbarians. Then how did the first generation of barbarian gods who created you open up the dust? And who forced him to open up the dust?"

  "I'm Su Ming... I don't need you!" As soon as Su Ming sent out this thought, the tiny creatures in his body once again manipulated the blood lines, making them scatter and hide once more.

  The blurry figure in the sky gazed coldly at the deep abyss of Handan after a brief silence.

  "Found violating the will of the One True God... First offense, warning!" His words were still as calm and collected as they had been from the start, without a single ripple. As his voice dispersed, the vague divine image gradually dissipated, as if it had melted into the heavens and earth. The golden light vanished, hiding in the sky along with the rolling clouds as they scattered.

  The earth was silent, this strange phenomenon made everyone who saw it feel shocked in their hearts. This shock was enough to make people choose silence, with complex eyes looking at the abyss below Handan City.

  This is the first time for all those who have been watching from this place to see someone refuse when they should be opening up.

  "Who is this person and why is he..."

  "As expected, he is indeed a master of coagulation, but this person refuses to reveal his secrets, making him truly elusive."

  "Contrary to the will of the Barbarian God of a generation, this matter has never been heard of before..."

  Almost at the same time as the Heavenly Image and the clouds dispersed, a long rainbow rushed out from Hanyang City, Yan Chi Peak, Andong Peak, and Puqian Peak, rushing straight into the deep abyss. These incoming people were strong men from the three departments and Hanyang City, who wanted to know who was behind such a shocking change...

  I caught a cold, my father-in-law was hospitalized, I got up late today, and the update was delayed until now, please forgive me.

  Later updates, the chapter at noon may be delayed again, sorry about that.