370 That Woman Standing on the Mackerel Pike (1/2)
As that End Soul Catcher sighed, the entire Autumn Sea Tribe in that temporary tribal village fell into dead silence.
Time trickled by slowly. That dead silence turned into a depressive feeling that pressed on all of their hearts, including Su Ming’s.
Su Ming had more than once made assumptions regarding his eldest senior brother’s origins, but it was only now that he truly understood his eldest senior brother’s identity.
‘The Lord of Nine Li Shaman Tribe…’
Right when that depressing feeling became stronger, ripples spread out from the black smoke coming from the female Nine Li Shaman Soul. Soon after, a voice Su Ming was familiar with came from within, as if it had traveled a long distance through those ripples.
”Before the Immortals of the other worlds descend upon us for the fourth time, I will come…”
The instant that voice spoke, almost all the people in Autumn Sea Tribe heard it clearly, and all of them prostrated themselves on the ground. Even the mackerel pikes in the sky howled because of that one sentence, causing the dark sky to look as if it had turned into a black sea that was raging with furious waves.
”Please accept our greetings, Lord of Nine Li!” The waves of sound merged together and turned into one voice.
That voice only started disappearing slowly after a long while.
”Youngest junior brother, don’t come back to the land of the Berserkers for the time being…” Su Ming’s eldest senior brother’s voice spoke from within the female Nine Li Shaman Soul, and once he finished saying those words, his voice gradually disappeared.
The female Nine Li Shaman Soul’s body also started scattering away to return to Su Ming’s wrist. It returned to the form of a bracelet, but the color of the bracelet had become much duller. It was clear that this sort of conversation, even though only two sentences had been delivered, was not an easy task.
At that moment, all the Shamans around Su Ming gradually started rising up from the ground. The old woman cast him a look and no longer paid any attention to him. Instead, she turned around and left. It was as if she had come here just to prove Su Ming right - she was only there to gain a chance to speak to the Shaman Lord of Nine Li.
As for the nine Medial Shamans that had stayed beside Su Ming all this while, they seemed to have received a new order and left the area, no longer paying any attention to him.
Only Ya Mu remained in the area while giving Su Ming a smile. He picked up the wine jar and took a big swig from it.
”Great, now the old folks are all gone. There’s no else here who will restrict your movements anymore. Brother Su, you can leave at anytime you want. If you don’t want to leave, you can also stay here. It’ll be better for you, too.”
”Just… what exactly is the descent of the Immortals from the other worlds?” Su Ming remained silent for a moment before he too, picked up the wine jar. Once he took a big swig from it, he looked at Ya Mu.
”They’re naturally the Immortals who come from a foreign world. They use a unique method to come to our world. The Immortals’ Spells are different from ours, but all those who can descend among us have incredible power.
”In fact, they even have a method for our powerful End Shamans to breakthrough their current level of cultivation and arrive at Hollow… It can even be said that they have a power for those old monsters who have already attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm to reach another Realm.
”This is an irresistible temptation for those old monsters, especially for those whose life is reaching an end. The power of the world that will be activated when they break through to that new Realm is a life changer, and it’s almost like attaining immortality. It’s not just them, even I am tempted by this sort of thing,” Ya Mu said with a deep sigh, shrugging.
”Have you met the Immortals before?” Su Ming suddenly asked.
A glint appeared in Ya Mu’s eyes and he replied softly, ”I have.”
”I’ve seen two Immortals before. They were a man and woman. The man was an old man. He came to Autumn Sea Tribe tenyears ago and fought against Sir Zong Ze…”
Su Ming immediately shot up to attention and listened closely to what Ya Mu said.
”I can’ tell the details of what happened in that battle, but their battle lasted less than the time taken for an incense stick to burn. I couldn’t see how they attacked in the sky, I only saw a gigantic hand up above. That hand repeatedly clenched its fist nine times.
”After those nine times, that Immortal’s battle against Sir Zong Ze ended. I saw the old man wearing an incredibly gorgeous robe and walking out of the sky without a word.
”By the way, there were some pictures sewn on the old man’s robes. It was a purple dragon, but the dragon held four different items in its claws. One of them was a bottle, the other a pearl, and there was also a small sword. There was another item that was hidden in the clouds, but I couldn’t see it.
”Once the old man left, Sir Zong Ze returned to the tribe from the sky… I remember that he had an incredibly sour face at that time. We were all guessing that perhaps… Ah… you know what it is.” Ya Ma sighed and drank a mouthful from the wine pot in his hand.
Su Ming remained silent for a moment before he continued asking. ”What about the other one?”
”The other one was a woman…” A nostalgic look appeared in Ya Mu’s eyes.
”What can I say about her? She didn’t look particularly pretty, but anyone who saw her would be unable to forget that her eyes seemed to contain an entire world on their own...