Night without Borders

Chapter 228: Frightened Ancestral Master
Cao Qianqiu was the most radical because he held a powerful weapon, a spear obtained from the night sky of Black and White Mountain, with symbols of gods engraved under the rust.

He was very confident and was the first to rush forward, poking the palm-sized piece of cloth with the tip of his spear.

"What are you doing?" The founder of a certain sect of Esoteric Buddhism snapped his fingers, and a thick green light flew out, transforming into a shining green lotus with petals blooming, emitting dense divine patterns, which actually blocked the powerful weapon.

Cao Qianqiu looked unfriendly, and the blood-red sun outside his body expanded. He pushed it with all his strength, and the symbol of the god on the spear was activated.

"Old Cao, stop it!" Sun Taichu said.

Some other ancestors tried to stop them, while others, like Cao Qianqiu, wanted to grab the scraps of cloth on the altar.

Suddenly, there was chaos here.

This small group of people stand at the forefront of each field, and any random attack by them would lead to disastrous consequences.

This place is quite special. Golden lines appear on the ground and silver symbols interweave in the void. If not for this, this place would have sunk long ago.

Even so, several coffins related to the god-like creatures still made slight noises and showed signs of damage.

"Crack!"

What frightened people the most was that the altar had a three-inch-wide black crack and was the first to be damaged. It was about to collapse.

The master-level figures confronted each other here, neither moving. They discovered dozens of cracks appeared on the platform under the rag, and then watched it shatter.

……

Kunling is the territory facing the direction of Dayu.

Black fog rolled in, and buildings stood in clusters. The remaining palaces here were all cleared out.

A huge central palace stretched ahead, with shiny silver tiles and purple air and dark mist surging at the same time, making it particularly dense.

The first team went in, and suddenly, there was a surge of negative energy there, and sounds of fighting could be heard there, as well as ghostly shadows and half-rotten ancient people who attacked fiercely.

It didn't take long for the sound of weapons colliding to become weaker.

Finally, only one person escaped from the huge palace, but a skinny hand reached out, pierced his chest, and dug out his heart from behind.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the entire team was wiped out.

Qin Ming frowned. The generous reward was not easy to get, and even he wanted to back out.

There were no scriptures or books in this damn place, and he had never found any that resonated with him. Moreover, the huge palace at the end was so dangerous.

Fortunately, he just lost the election.

The second team was obviously very nervous, and some people wanted to give up on the spot. However, an old man came out and reminded them to have a spirit of contract.

This time, screams were heard one after another in the huge palace, but someone escaped, covered in blood.

"This place should be an important place for ghost cultivators. There are core disciples guarding it. We can barely hold out for a while, but we are no match for them in the end."

The man's body was torn into pieces, as if he had been grabbed by many evil spirits and was almost torn apart. There were even broken nails like iron hooks sticking out of his body.

"Take out the golden protective clothing and the wind-moving talisman to help the explorers save their lives." The fourth princess of Dayu was dressed in red armor, like a red lotus covering her body, enchanting and mysterious.

Otherwise, if we select a third group of people, many people will probably resist. Knowing that they will die, no one is willing to risk their lives.

"You just need to find out what is in this huge palace."

At the same time, an old man came forward and asked them if they needed anything, such as handy weapons, life-saving medicine, etc., and showed great concern and care.

They are afraid that these people will be perfunctory and just go about their business, and not explore wholeheartedly.

Sure enough, this team had a high survival rate, with only three casualties, and the remaining six all came out alive.

However, they focused on saving their lives and only explored the central area, where there was a pool. There was purple mist mixed with dark mist. When they got closer, black air surged up.

Moreover, those ghost cultivators were all sitting cross-legged by the pool.

Qin Ming was selected in the fourth batch and lined up to receive his reward. The two thousand pieces of gold were naturally not physical objects, but two gold notes.

There are several books about miraculous achievements. He gave up "Yufeng Sutra" and "Qingmu Sutra" and chose "Youming Sutra".

Qin Ming read it on the spot and made sure there was no problem.

He put on a protective golden robe on the spot, which was engraved with dense divine patterns. At the same time, he attached wind-speed talismans on his legs to greatly increase his speed.

"Young man, is there anything else you need?" an old man asked kindly.

Qin Ming would naturally make a request, saying, "I am a sharpshooter. If you can give me some arrow feathers mixed with jade iron, that would be great."

"Bring the arrows."

Many people came from Dayu, and they indeed had a strong foundation. Some of the entourage brought special arrow feathers. Although they were not made of pure jade and iron, but were mixed, they were enough and of amazing value.

The other party gave him a quiver containing twelve dark red arrow feathers.

Qin Ming and his group moved forward, and were on guard as they passed by the ruined palaces. As they got closer to the huge palace, the cold and gloomy aura became stronger and stronger.

When he actually stepped into this huge palace, without any buildings blocking his view, Qin Ming concentrated his mind at the first moment. Warmth surged in his eyes, and he could see through the fog.

He knew immediately what was here.

In front of us, there was a pool ten feet square. The black fog was so thick that it could not be dissolved. It condensed into a pitch-black liquid in the pool, and it felt icy cold even from a long distance away.

Is this Yin Qi mixed with Taiyin power? He couldn't be sure what it was.

There is a plant in the pond, more than one meter tall, with layers of black leaves and a total of nine pitch-black flowers. It is surrounded by a rich black light, and is filled with divine power and entangled with the power of death.

This flower gives people a very contradictory feeling. It is full of vitality, but also eerie. It seems like an extraordinary precious medicine, but it seems that anyone who takes it will die immediately.

Obviously, it has not yet matured, the flowers have not yet withered and no fruit has been produced.

"Nine flowers, a wonderful number. I guess they are rare and precious medicines suitable for ghost cultivators. What a pity." Qin Ming shook his head. He really wanted to take a bite, but he was afraid that he would be transformed into a fierce ghost immediately.

In addition, there was purple mist swirling in the pool, and there was a black seal as big as a fist. This must be a priceless treasure, because it was surrounded by densely packed words, imprinted in the void.

Qin Ming stared blankly. The people from Dayu were guarding here, so he definitely had no chance of getting this thing.

He was a little unhappy. Wasn't there even a single scripture here? It seemed that he had gained nothing extra by coming here.

"Hmm?" Although the rags on his body were calm, they were silently absorbing the essence of the black liquid in the pool in the black fog.

He almost threw the rag away because the cold air was sucked over and almost froze him to death.

By the pool, a group of half-rotten ghost cultivators all stood up and rushed towards their team.

After Qin Ming's ninth rebirth, he was born with a spiritual pupil-like ability. For him, this place was as bright as day. Others were moving in the black fog like ink, and what they saw was far less clear than what he saw.

Therefore, when the ghost came close, many people rushed to meet the enemy.

During this period, Qin Ming kept bending his bow, and each arrow was accompanied by golden light, tearing through the dark fog and shooting out the head of an evil ghost.

Even outside, people from the Dayu Dynasty could see the brilliant golden light, and many of them were surprised.

"This young man's Sky Light Power is not simple, and has great lethality. Could he be a disciple from a famous sect like the Pure Yang Palace or the Fiery Yang Palace?"

In fact, Qin Ming was very restrained. He would naturally not burst out with all his strength. His current Sky Light Power could even burn the spiritual light of consciousness. In the first realm, it was like reshaping the myth.

Finally, Qin Ming couldn't help it and his body trembled. The rag woven with strange gold, which was not powerful on weekdays, caused trouble at the critical moment. He felt that he was about to be frozen and frozen to death.

The rich power of Taiyin kept pouring in, and he could no longer resist it.

He tried to move away from there, but the rag was like a thread, connected to the pool by a channel of negative energy.

His face changed. If he ran out, his abnormality would be exposed immediately.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, threw the rag into the pool, and ignored it for the time being.

Qin Ming used up all his twelve arrows and shot seven ghosts to death. After intentionally letting them go, he severely injured five ghosts and then retreated with his teammates.

After many attempts, the people of Dayu have figured out that there should be treasures in the pool, including a rare elixir, so they made intensive arrangements, preparing to clean it up a few more times before making the final grab.

Those old guys can hardly stop Yao Ruoxian!

Her talent and cultivation are comparable to those of immortals. She feels that these teams are too weak. If she goes in by herself, even if she faces creatures of the same level, she can quickly kill them and take out the rare treasures.

……

Cao Qianqiu, Sun Taichu and the others were silent. The Nine-Colored Platform was so fragile? It was actually destroyed.

The rag was suspended, and around it, there were galaxy-like runes, rotating around it at high speed, forming a colorful tunnel.

It is more like ripples than a road. Circles of ripples combine together, and countless "rings" are connected in a string, leading to the distance.

"Everyone, should we retreat and reseal the way we came, or continue to explore forward?" Even the ancestors were unsure.

"If we take away this piece of cloth, will this 'tunnel' be cut off?" Someone stared at the motionless piece of cloth with lightning-like eyes.

Finally, some people decided to move forward. They knew more about the legend of Kunling than ordinary people and wanted to find out more.

The tunnel was bright, with halos paving the way. Each one was formed by a symbol spinning in a circle at high speed. The gaps between them looked like cracks.

The group moved forward quickly, and before long they arrived at the end of the road formed by the divine ring. When they saw the scenery ahead, they were all mesmerized.

Outside the tunnel, the land was desolate, as if no one had set foot there for a long time. A city was silent and located far away, but it was already vaguely visible.

At this moment, even the ancestors were extremely fearful.

It was just a small earthen city, but it was filled with purple air. Corpses were hanging on the city walls, and the flesh and blood of legendary creatures were nailed to the city gates.

"retreat!"

They didn't want to get close.

The master-level figures all quickly exited the tunnel constructed by runes.

"Are you going to destroy this place?"

They looked at the rags and then toward the tunnel.

At the same time, they looked carefully and found a total of six coffins, with strands of gold and silver threads overflowing from them, providing energy for the rags and constructing a passage.

"Is what we just saw the legendary city?"

The second chapter is almost finished, and it will take about twenty minutes.

(End of this chapter)