Chapter 40: Si Kong

  That young man looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with an extremely strong physique that could rival Lei Chen's. He held a long spear in his hand, which was only half a meter long, but it was pitch black all over, and there was a faintly discernible aura of chilling air emanating from it. Even on the tip of the spear, there was a hint of golden light.

  Moreover, the most important thing is that this spear is not made of stone, but made of a kind of material that Su Ming has never seen before. When he glanced at it from afar and his eyes fell on the spear, he immediately felt a thrill.

  A familiar, extremely familiar feeling.

  But he didn't know where the familiarity came from, and the crisis that seeped out of it made Su Ming's mind instantly dispel everything, leaving only his innate calmness.

  "This person is wearing coarse linen clothes, not animal hides. Clothes like this... This person's status in the Wulong tribe is not low!"

  "I don't regret getting close to this Wulon tribe!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he gave himself an answer in his heart.

  "I didn't approach within a thousand feet, according to the tribal rules, three people down, outside a thousand feet, it's not considered hostile! I also didn't have malicious intentions, but just because I have friends who are from your Wulong tribe, and wanted to come see you." Su Ming sped forward, with his Cultivation at the fourth layer of the Congealed Blood Realm, his entire person was like a sticker on the snowy surface, leaving no trace behind, suddenly disappearing, his words lingering in the air.

  "Oh? In that case, you're not really an enemy. Don't run away, stop and come back to the tribe with me. After we investigate, let the chief decide." The young man's eyes flashed with a cold light as he slowly spoke, but his speed didn't slow down at all, instead becoming even faster as he stared ahead, seemingly waiting for Su Ming to hesitate.

  "As an outsider, how can I casually enter your Wulong tribe?" Su Ming's body didn't stop for a moment, and he smiled as he spoke.

  "That makes sense. So what's the name of the person you know?" The young man's expression remained calm, but his eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly asked.

  "I don't know what her name is, I only know she's wearing a white dress and looks beautiful." As soon as Su Ming said this, he suddenly turned his head and took a glance.

  He saw the young man's eyes flash with a murderous intent after hearing those words, and he immediately had an epiphany. He had been pondering this before, and with his current cultivation, even if he got close to within a thousand feet, it wouldn't directly trigger the terrifying spear of the Wulong tribe.

  All this must have a reason, and with the addition of this young man's obvious noble identity, he actually came to pursue alone, making Su Ming have a guess.

  "It's really him!" The young man responded to Su Ming with a cold hum, but saw him taking big strides, rapidly chasing after him. His right hand raised, and immediately a large amount of black air swirled around, those black airs spreading out, surprisingly wrapping around the long spear on the young man's back, circling several times before a sharp sound echoed, and that long spear was actually lifted by those black airs, floating above the young man's head.

  Su Ming's pupils suddenly constricted, this is a barbaric technique!

  And from the youth's body, a strong aura of blood and energy was emitted, clearly showing his powerful cultivation, which was slightly higher than Su Ming's. Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be at the fifth layer of Congealing Blood, but it was clear that he had only recently entered this stage, with only a few more blood lines. However, the opponent possessed a barbaric artifact, which made things different.

  "See you after death." The young man and Su Ming were over 700 feet apart, and as they continued to rush forward, they had already left the Wulou tribe far behind. The pursuer was only this young man.

  But as the long spear was shrouded in black air and floated, a sense of crisis emerged more strongly in Su Ming's body. As the young man's words came out, he saw that person reveal a murderous intent, his right hand suddenly pointing at Su Ming. Immediately, the long spear shrouded in black air, in a shrill whistle, shot straight towards Su Ming.

  Moreover, in the front line, the golden tip of the long spear flashed fiercely, as if it had broken through the void, and arrived at an unimaginable speed, suddenly approaching Su Ming within less than three hundred zhang.

  "Brutal device!!" Su Ming's pupils constricted, recognizing the object! Forty-nine bloodlines simultaneously emerged in his body, rapidly circulating to cause a sudden explosion of qi and blood within him, bringing Su Ming's speed and agility to their peak. Almost at the moment the long spear arrived, Su Ming suddenly crouched down, a fierce gust of wind howling as the spear whizzed past seven inches above his head, striking the ground with a deafening crash.

  This blow was almost as powerful as the one that had just come from the Wulong tribe.

  If it were an ordinary fourth-level Blood Condensation warrior, he would probably find it hard to avoid, but Su Ming was skilled in speed and agility. At this moment, after avoiding the spear, he didn't even glance at the long spear that had stabbed into the ground, but instead revealed a chill in his eyes as he rushed towards the distance.

  That long spear, Su Ming didn't need to think too much about whether to take it away on the spot. Although the beast skin book said that the barbaric device can only be recognized by its master when it reaches the Kaichen realm, below Kaichen, it cannot be done.

  But the other party just threw it out like that, and it's easy for people to take it away. It looks strange, there must be something weird about it!

  The sky at this moment is already close to night...

  He quickly accelerated to full speed and arrived at the place where his long spear had pierced, with a cold glint flashing in his eyes, he snorted, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

  As the son of the tribal chief of the Wulon tribe, Si Kong was not the strongest among his peers in the tribe, but he was no ordinary person either. He had achieved the fifth layer of the Blood Condensation Realm and also possessed a barbaric artifact, making it quite easy for him to kill someone at the fourth layer of the Blood Condensation Realm.

  But now he was being avoided by the other party, which made him feel vigilant at the same time, and also sensed the other party's caution.

  "It's a pity that if he really had the intention of picking up my barbaric device, he would have exploded on the spot by now." Si Kong hesitated for a moment, but seemed to think of something and carefully picked up the long spear again, chasing after him once more.

  In the mountain forest, Su Ming ran like the wind, his speed increasing with each flash of movement. However, Ci Kong was hot on his heels, never letting up in his pursuit. The long spear that occasionally pierced through the air seemed to be closing in on Su Ming, preventing him from pulling away and maintaining a distance of several hundred meters as he fled deeper into the forest.

  But in fact, Su Mingruo really wanted to escape, with his speed and understanding of the mountain forest, this matter was not very difficult. Only he had no intention of pulling away from the distance, this was his second time seeing the barbaric device, and after such a personal experience, he had a strong impulse towards the barbaric device, he wanted to obtain it!

  As he galloped along, he occasionally glanced up at the sky. When he saw that the sky was gradually darkening and the moon was faintly visible, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.

  "The brutal device is not an ordinary object, the one he used before was very simple, it must have a follow-up plan. Now that I've been chasing him for so long without catching up, if I were him, I would also consider increasing the power of the brutal device... But looking at his cautious appearance all along, this follow-up plan will obviously come with some cost, only to know what the true power of this brutal device is like." Su Ming made a judgment in his heart.

  In the pursuit of Na Si Kong, he indeed gradually became annoyed. He didn't think that his opponent would be so agile. As the sky grew darker and he left the tribe too far behind, he had secretly made arrangements without wanting many people to know about it. If he returned late, it would be difficult to explain. With a fierce gritting of teeth, his right hand grasped at empty air, and amidst the swirling black energy, that long spear was instantly held firmly in his hand for the first time.

  At this moment, Su Ming suddenly spoke up while running hundreds of feet ahead.

  "You're pursuing me so relentlessly, could it be that you truly want to send me to my death? There's no enmity between us, even if you want to kill me, can't you give me a reason?"

  "What nonsense are you spouting, you dare to intrude on my Wulóng Department? Any of our department's people can kill you! If I kill you, even if your Wushān Department investigates, it will be your own fault!" Sī Kōng coldly smiled, and in the midst of pursuing, he tightly grasped that long spear, wave after wave of icy coolness surging into his arm through the spear.

  Sī Kōng's face turned gloomy, and with a cold hum, his right hand grasped the black long spear. He suddenly lifted it up, and instantly, the surrounding mountains and forests seemed to have countless voices screaming. A large amount of dark energy rapidly spread out from within the spear, swirling around it, making the spear look like a black dragon!

  That wulong has countless claws and a long mustache that keeps swaying, looking extremely ferocious!

  "No matter who you are, today, you will die for sure!" Si Kong Xian sneered, his face slightly pale, it was clear that exerting such force with this long spear was no small burden for him. He held the spear, just about to throw it at Su Ming, when suddenly Su Ming spoke up.

  "It's because I saved Bailin, isn't it?!" Su Ming suddenly spoke up.

  When Si Kong heard this name, he paused for a moment, but in that instant, he saw the figure fleeing in front of him suddenly stop and turn around to look at him. His right hand also rose, and with a fierce swing, it struck towards himself.

  A crisis that had never been seen before suddenly emerged in Si Kong's mind, his pupils shrinking violently, his face changing instantly. He was about to throw out the long spear in his hand, but his body shook violently, as if a gust of wind hit him in the face, and it seemed like a beam of light pierced his eyes. He looked at Su Ming standing there, whose pupils had the shadow of a blood moon.

  The shadow of the Blood Moon became his entire world, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain throughout his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with confusion, incomprehension, and incredulity. His body trembled violently as he fell headfirst into the snowy ground.

  As he fell, the long spear in his hand that had not been thrown yet transformed into a black dragon, gradually dispersed all the black air, transformed into an ordinary object, and fell to one side.

  His entire body was covered in fresh blood, seeping into the snow, and a faint silver thread could be seen wrapped around his body, deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, as if just one more effort would shatter his entire body.

  He didn't die, he still had breath, he just fainted from that sudden severe pain.

  Su Ming's heart was racing, and he looked at the long spear with a lingering fear. The scene where the opponent had previously wielded it made Su Ming feel the pangs of life and death.

  "When fighting with others, you can't divide your attention, and you can't hesitate. If you can use the fastest speed to kill someone in one hit, you must never hesitate or reserve it until the end." Su Ming murmured, remembering this point.

  "He has a fierce weapon, this battle, I won by luck!" Su Ming squatted down, looking at the unconscious Si Kong, hesitated for a moment before bandaging his wound. He didn't want him to die and didn't want to cause trouble for the tribe. According to his judgment, he would wake up soon.

  Then he gazed at the black long spear beside him with a fervent look, carefully looked at it for several times, and gradually saw some clues. There were many fine small thorns on the spear that were hard to see if not carefully observed.

  Su Ming looked at it for a while, carefully grasped the only thornless part of the spear, and quickly left.

  I clearly copied and pasted 3200 words, but for some reason half of them were missing the first time. This is already the second time this has happened, what the heck!!!!