Chapter 12: Murderous Intent!

  In the instant Su Ming raised his head, his eyes were filled with bloodshot, and his entire body was flashing wildly with a bloody glow, completely reflecting the fiery cave in that crimson color.

  His body kept trembling, with the circulation of blood, his heart beating faster and faster, as if it was about to burst, making Su Ming's expression even more distorted.

  He was at a critical moment and couldn't interrupt quickly, but the shrill cry of the little monkey and everything that had just happened were still clear in Su Ming's mind.

  He watched with wide eyes as the little monkey, in order to protect itself, rushed out alone to lure away the two outsiders.

  Su Ming had never been this crazy in his life. Xiao Hou was the only friend he had in this forest, and over the years, he had treated him like family. The current madness made Su Ming's veins bulge, and a dull rumble echoed within his body.

  His body floated with five bloodlines, which emitted a piercing light at this moment. In the red glow, the sixth bloodline that was about to condense and emerge seemed to be struggling to break free from its cocoon.

  "Damn it, the second layer of Blood Coagulation!!" Su Ming's eyes turned red as he let out a loud roar. His previous attempts had been relatively gentle, so even if they hadn't succeeded, they wouldn't have harmed his body.

  But now, the little monkey's life or death is unknown, and every passing moment makes Su Ming anxious. At this moment, he has completely let go, frantically circulating the blood in his body, regardless of everything, and pouring all the blood in his body into that faintly visible sixth Blood Spirit Root according to the method of Xiu Man.

  With a loud crash, Su Ming's mouth was filled with fresh blood, his body trembling as his face turned slightly pale. Such a frantic action could be said to be the greatest taboo for cultivators of demonic arts, especially when in the state of Blood Condensation, they generally need to proceed steadily and cannot act rashly.

  That rumbling sound didn't seem too loud from the outside, but to Su Ming, it felt like the sky was collapsing and the earth was shattering, with echoes reverberating in his mind.

  "Damn it!!!" Su Ming stared fixedly at the exit in front of him, as if he could see Xiao Hou's panicked fear and desperation.

  Without hesitation, Su Ming once again circulated all the blood in his body and launched a second strike!

  More fresh blood at the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin and falling onto the ground...

  The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time!!

  At the moment when his blood surged back to his body for the fifth time, Su Ming spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant. However, on his face, he revealed a fierce killing intent, complemented by the blood at the corner of his mouth, making Su Ming look full of a sinister aura at this moment.

  His body suddenly stood up from the cross-legged position, and at the moment he stood up, a loud noise burst out in his body, and the sixth bloodline suddenly condensed completely.

  As the sixth bloodline took shape, a breath that was completely different from the first layer of Blood Congealing Realm burst out in Su Ming's body, causing his hair to stand on end without any wind. The six bloodlines on his skin seemed to come alive and moved rapidly!

  Blood Realm, Second Layer!

  Before the second layer was fully stabilized, Su Ming's body swayed and he quickly grabbed a bow and arrow and bone horn beside him, rushing towards the exit at twice his previous speed, disappearing from view in an instant.

  He quickly drilled out of the small hole and when he appeared in the outside world, at this moment, the distant snow was flying all over the sky, and the sunset was about to fall, right at dusk.

  "A blood realm, second layer...... a blood realm, third layer......" Su Ming's eyes were filled with bloody threads, and a cold light flashed by. Although the enemy was powerful, in Su Ming's eyes, there was no fear to be seen, only a killing intent!

  At this moment, he had long forgotten the fear. In the instant when the little monkey was taken away, those two black mountain tribe barbarians became Su Ming's mortal enemies!

  Either they die or Su Ming dies!

  Even if it's a moth flying into the fire! But outsiders don't know the cause and effect of the story between the moth and the fire, that is persistence, that is a struggle for life, either the fire goes out or the moth is burned to death!

  Su Ming didn't hesitate for a moment, and with a flash of movement, he sped forward at full speed. As a member of the barbarian tribe, he had played in these mountains since childhood, picking herbs and was extremely familiar with this place. He was also skilled at finding answers through subtle clues.

  At this moment, he was galloping swiftly while gazing at the ground, quickly wiping away the blood from his mouth and hands. A moment later, his eyes flashed as he spotted some disordered marks on a withered patch of grass ahead. He picked up a broken branch, examined it carefully, and his eyes grew even more murderous. He threw down the branch, changed direction, and darted away swiftly.

  All the way, Su Ming disregarded everything and unfolded his full speed, exerting his body's agility to the limit. During this time, he found many clues and even discovered a bloodstain.

  That blood contains several strands of red hair, belonging to a little monkey!

  The blood had already shown signs of drying up, apparently the other party had captured the little monkey here and left for some time.

  "Can't catch up..." Su Ming's expression turned gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and that crazed look appeared in his eyes once again.

  "They are people of Heishan Department, they must go back to Heishan Department... If so, then there is a shortcut from here to Heishan Department!" Su Ming turned around and stepped away, his agile body disappearing into the snowy forest.

  "Faster!!" Suming's body sped through the forest like a flying arrow, but he still felt it was too slow. As he moved forward, a series of footprints were left on the snowy ground. At this moment, when Suming's body jumped up and fell back down again in an instant.

  Suddenly, the snow in front of him loosened, and a small beast with fox-like features but covered in white fur all over its body, with antlers on its head, leapt out from the accumulated snow. Its speed was so fast that it almost instantly approached Su Ming with a fierce gaze.

  "Chong!" Su Ming's speed didn't decrease, and in the instant that the small beast leapt out from its hiding place, his right hand suddenly rose and shot forward with a loud punch.

  If it were the previous Su Ming, this punch would not have enough power, but now he is a second-layer barbarian in the Condensing Blood Realm, with six blood lines, and under that majestic aura, his entire body has not only increased speed, but also multiplied his strength by several times.

  One punch went out and landed directly on the body of the lynx. The beast let out a mournful cry, its eyes shrinking as it twisted its body in mid-air to avoid the blow. But Su Ming's body charged forward, his left hand somehow producing a bone spur that sliced through the air, grazing the small beast and splitting its body open with a single swipe.

  Fresh blood spilled, and the small beast struggled in the snow, its mournful cries staining a large area red.

  Neat and tidy, Su Ming's body suddenly stiffened, he lowered his head to glance at the dead snow lynx, his eyes flashing as he squatted down, his right hand raised and took a deep breath, circulating the blood in his body. Immediately, his entire body emitted a bloody glow, as if merging with the bloodstains on the ground. Under this bloody light, six blood lines appeared on Su Ming's body.

  His right hand slowly placed on the small beast that had just died, with an unusual gleam in his eyes, but saw a blood line on his body twisting strangely, slowly spreading, along Su Ming's right arm extending to his palm, and even seemed to merge into the small beast's body.

  The little beast's body suddenly twitched strangely, its fur completely fell off, and its body withered rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a skeleton, but at the same time, there was a thread of white gas rising from its body, condensing together to form its pre-mortem appearance, but slightly blurry, as if it could be scattered by the wind.

  This was Su Ming's first time using the Devouring Soul Technique, and in the cultivation method he had obtained, there were detailed introductions to this technique. It usually required some time to cultivate before it could be used to devour something, but now Su Ming didn't have that kind of time. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and sucked in the small beast that the white gas had transformed into, and immediately the small beast was transformed back into wisps of white gas that were absorbed into Su Ming's mouth.

  Su Ming's body shook, he clearly felt that he had gained some extra power, but this extra thing was quickly dissipating, and it would probably return to normal soon.

  His feet flickered and he sped away, this time faster than before. In the blink of an eye, he was even quicker, like a gust of wind.

  The whistling wind sound passed by his ear, and Su Ming's only thought in his mind was to chase after him and intercept the opponent, saving the little monkey.

  As for the method, he is not a reckless person and has already made preparations.

  Half a time later, the extra power in Su Ming's body had dissipated, but it allowed him to arrive ahead of schedule at the foot of Black Flame Peak, near the Black Mountain Tribe.

  Here is a small hill, looking like an earth slope. Standing here, you can see farther away, and the view is still quite broad.

  Nearby, Su Ming's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, his gaze fixed intently on the direction of the distant Black Flame Peak. Soon, he saw two extremely fast figures appear at the end of his line of sight, one of whom was holding onto that motionless little monkey!

  Su Ming stood there, his right hand reaching into his bosom to retrieve a small bottle containing a red medicinal stone. Confirming that his hands were free of fresh blood, Su Ming took out the medicinal stone and grasped it in his palm.

  This medicine is his trump card!

  He stood calmly, holding his bow and arrow, a stillness in his eyes. The two figures in the distance were getting closer and closer, already less than a few li away, each noticing the other.

  Those two men were both physically robust, looking quite strong. The big man carrying the little monkey was wearing only a thin animal hide in the winter, with his upper body exposed, emitting waves of white air, as if relying solely on his vital energy to melt the cold winter.

  But Su Ming only gave him a glance, and then his gaze focused on another person. This person's body was also sturdy, with several long spears on his back, but he was slightly shorter in stature. However, in Su Ming's perception, it could be vaguely seen that the magnitude of this person's internal Qi and blood far exceeded that of his companions, and was even more incomparable to himself.

  This is a strong man!

  Su Ming's pupils constricted, but he raised his hand holding the bow and pointed at the big man.

  As Su Ming looked at this man, the big fellow also saw Su Ming, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, slightly ferocious.