Night without Borders

Chapter 235: Surprise
"During the last assessment of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court at the edge of the world, several strange-blooded demons were killed. It is suspected that they were all related to him. This performance is seriously beyond the scope!"

The Cui family went to investigate recently, and some people looked solemn.

It should be noted that Cui Chongxuan had practiced the "Six Imperial Heart Sutra" for several years in advance and was already an extraordinary person. He could only flee when facing that kind of old demon.

"He had only been a freshman for a few months at that time. How could he defeat Chong Xuan who practiced the Six Imperial Power?"

Unless Qin Ming has mastered the legendary power method, he has no access to Tathagata power, Yuqing power, etc.!
The only thing he was familiar with was the silk book, and he had been practicing it since he was a child, which was the product of the joint research of many ancestors.

"How is that possible? Without someone to lead the way, no one can master the silk book."

"Nothing is set in stone. What if his gift is just so terrifying?"

There was a dispute in Cui's family.

Then they thought that Qin Ming had been quick at learning things since he was young.

If someone had not misled him and made him embark on a fruitless path and become obsessed with the silk book, his other achievements would have been amazing.

Looking back now, was it their intervention that created a monster?

"I hope we're wrong."

"I really shouldn't have let him practice silk calligraphy in the first place!"

Apparently, some people regretted it.

In the antique study, a silver-haired old man with a ruddy face sighed softly: "Such a good child, but you pushed him out."

He put down his teacup, tapped the table, and said, "Since you have suspicions, kill him as soon as possible."

"Someone is protecting him." said a middle-aged woman.

The old man said calmly, "If he is mediocre, he can be suppressed by the Black and White Mountains. If he is extraordinary and already in opposition, why keep him?"

Someone nodded. If Cui Laoqi had not stopped him, Qin Ming would have died that year, and the things that happened later would not have happened.

The silver-haired old man took a sip of tea and said, "He's just a child from a family. Just kill him with a flick of the finger. It's better to kill him sooner rather than later."

"Kunling is such a big deal, who wouldn't want to get Ruixue? If he is extraordinary, he should show up and fight for it."

In the darkness of night, many exotic birds shuttled under the dark clouds. They were the lightning sparrows, thunder falcons and other birds with extremely fast flying speeds, delivering important messages.

In the Kunling territory, everyone from aristocratic families to disciples of schools, all the way to major sects, and a large number of independent cultivators, have come.

Outside the third Jedi, shouts and screams were heard everywhere, and the plateau was in chaos under the night.

"Old guys from the third realm, please give me some Bilian. Do you feel a sense of accomplishment in harvesting the little demons from the first realm?" A macaw flew across the sky and shouted loudly.

A group of experts were furious and looked up, wondering if this bird was so bold that they were ready to shoot it down.

The parrot radiated Vajra Power, which was very dazzling in the night sky. It shouted hurriedly: "Everyone, this is the original words of a master. I am just a substitute. He said that if you try to steal heads like this, not only will you not be successful, but you will also lose your record and lose your blood!"

Not to mention the messenger of the ancestor, even a chicken at the ancestor's doorstep, they had to change their name to phoenix, who would dare to hit it? All restrained their killing intent.

On the plateau, the flags of the thousand-year-old families were flying, masters from the foreign lands were crossing the sky with their spiritual lights, the elites of the esoteric sects were everywhere, and a large number of independent cultivators were fighting in bloody battles with emotions running high.

All parties rushed to the front, and the entire plateau was dyed red with blood, as everyone was vying for military merit.

"Everyone, it only counts if the beheading scene is recorded by the memory crystal. Don't even think about privately piling up the spoils to one person in exchange for blood." Someone reminded loudly.

Killing went crazy everywhere.

In fact, the demons were also fighting back, and they were fearless and very brave, causing considerable pressure on all parties and causing many casualties on the battlefield.

But people from all walks of life are still full of confidence. After all, the ancestors have already dealt with the most advanced demon ancestors such as the auspicious beasts. Can the rest make a comeback?
Those large organizations and individual cultivators all have a psychological advantage, knowing that their camp will win in the end.

Therefore, many people and horses were excited about killing, and the blood dyed the plateau red.

"I miss it. I remember those glorious years when we opened up the wasteland last time. We expanded the territory, expelled the Dark Tribe that invaded the border, and dug through tens of thousands of miles. It was really exciting!"

At the edge of the plateau stood several extremely old figures, all with expressions of nostalgia.

At that time, each family competed and rushed to make merit in the depths of the night fog world. Some fierce men dared to go deep behind enemy lines and rush recklessly with just a small team.

This is how many big families emerged, seizing large territories, making great contributions, and gaining rich rewards.

Every time a major development takes place, new and powerful forces emerge, and geniuses of later generations rise to rival the ancestors.

Now, many people have seen the great battle on the plateau and are looking forward to another great frontier expansion.

Some elders hope that their family will prosper, while some strong men have ambitions and want to find their fortune in the depths of the night fog and become ancestors.

It can be said that in the current night fog world, everyone from top to bottom wants to expand, and a joint force is about to be formed.

Therefore, the current scene, although just a preview, has already excited many people.

After Macaw’s call, the old guys had some shame and the battlefield was now clearly divided into different levels. Everyone found a suitable opponent, leaving many opportunities for the young people.

Qin Ming and Xiao Wu also entered the battlefield. Since the older generation stopped fighting over monsters, their gains began to increase dramatically.

At this time, the two had separated, like two dragons dividing the sea, splitting the wind and waves, penetrating forward, and killing demons in a row.

Behind them, a golden sheep, stronger than cattle and horses, was pulling an iron chariot and was responsible for collecting the spoils for the two men.

This is Jin Xiang, a graduate of Shanhe Academy. He usually pulls a cart in Kunling City for a living, just to temper his mind in the world.

Today it was hired by Qin Ming and Xiao Wu at a high price to be responsible for taking the heads of demons, and occasionally it would use memory crystals to help the two record.

In the night sky, some old men stood on the backs of different advanced exotic birds, overlooking the bloody plateau.

A man who looked to be in his 40s or 50s said with a smile: "You guys are not good at Xinsheng Road. You are just a runner-up in everything you do. I don't think you will get many copies of Ruixue this time."

"Not necessarily!" Yu Gensheng said.

He and Zhao Ziyuan are both here. Although they are strong men of the same level, the others are full of vitality and have the secrets to maintain their youth, while the two of them are too old.

This is the real situation of Xinsheng Road at the end. It is entirely due to the years of hard work. I am much older than people of the same level and are not of the same generation.

"Really? Apart from the Tathagata, Liuyu, and Qingtian sects, I think the road to new students is almost cut off. There is not a single outstanding new student in any of the universities in Kunling."

"We can't control other places, but we can discuss with the universities in Kunling. Instead of wasting our precious blood on a hopeless path, we should focus on cultivating a few more geniuses with great potential."

Obviously, someone is not satisfied with Xinsheng Road's performance.

……

Although Qin Ming is introverted, he is not low-key either. He does not use the five-colored light wheel to protect his body, but he uses various killer moves frequently and kills his way through.

"There is a crisis fifteen miles ahead. Some second-level masters have been killed there." A strange bird reported in the night sky.

There are many spiritual birds on this battlefield, acting as messengers, constantly delivering information.

After receiving the message, Qin Ming immediately accelerated. The grass and trees in the surrounding areas shook violently. The Yi wood essence surged, carrying him forward, and he could fly far away each time.

Along the way, any demons blocking his way would be quickly killed by him.

On the plateau under the cover of night, there were shouts and cries of killing everywhere, as well as shadowy figures. Demons and humans were constantly fighting, and some of the vegetation was dyed red.

"It's actually an underground palace?" Qin Ming was surprised.

There lives a group of demons here. Their ancestors once had very powerful giant demons, but they have long since declined. Now there is only one old demon who has barely reached the third realm, but he is also old, with a weak body and a serious lack of vitality.

Even so, he was still very scary, and even killed some people who rashly broke in. "The old demon is no longer able to survive, let's join forces to kill him!" Some young men shouted, their blood boiling, thinking that they could kill the great demon of the third realm.

Qin Ming also thought that what they said was right. The old demon was almost corrupt and could not hold on any longer.

He even felt that it would be enough for him to go up alone.

Soon, a bloody battle broke out here. A group of young men were bleeding from time to time, and some even fell down. The attack was unsuccessful and caused a panic.

Qin Ming stepped forward, mixed in with the crowd and attacked, almost cutting off the old demon's shoulder with one blow, causing his entire arm to droop down and blood to flow out.

"I have eaten a lot of people in my life. Even if I die now, it won't be a loss." The old monster grinned, with white hair and green pupils, and pounced forward.

puff!
He failed to hurt Qin Ming and was hit by the knife again, and his other arm was almost broken.

"Okay, let's kill him together!" the other teenagers shouted excitedly.

Qin Ming drew his sword again in the crowd. The old monster, who was at the end of his strength, could not hold on any longer. His head flew out and was beheaded by the bright light of the sword.

Someone shouted excitedly: "The old monster is dead, the problem is solved. This is a cave, and a giant monster once appeared here. Everyone search carefully, maybe there are rare treasures!"

Someone said, "Brother, you have made the greatest contribution, the old demon's head belongs to you."

In fact, they did not realize the true strength of this latecomer. They all thought that he was a fresh force and that the old monster was no longer able to do well, so he was killed by him.

Qin Ming naturally wanted to take the head away.

However, someone stopped him and said, "There are many experts from my Li family here, and they have contributed a lot. You shouldn't be the one to cut off their heads."

Someone comes to claim credit.

Many people's faces changed. Could it be the Li family, one of the quasi-millennium families?
"There are only four of you. You just participated in the siege and made no special contribution, right?" Qin Ming asked as he cut off the old monster's head.

"Who said there are only four of us? There are many people responsible for blocking the main roads and exits of the underground palace." Another five people came over.

Qin Ming sneered and ignored them. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were trying to steal the credit. They were afraid of the old monster in the third realm and did not dare to come over, but now they are becoming more powerful.

"Put down the old monster's head!" someone from the Li family said.

"I have a memory crystal here, don't make things difficult for yourself." Qin Ming said coldly.

At the same time, a blade light flashed with brilliant colors, and those who were illuminated by the skylight felt severe pain in their eyes, and their consciousness seemed to be burned.

They were horrified and quickly stepped back, not daring to stop it.

Qin Ming ignored him and searched around in this huge underground palace like a god or ghost.

The underground palace is very large, it was opened up from natural caves and many stone chambers were carved out.

It’s just that too many people came in, and after getting rid of this nest of demons, everyone was searching, so there might not be many good things to find.

In addition, this demon family had indeed declined long ago, and there was nothing left.

Qin Ming and a group of people rushed into the tribe's treasure house, but found it empty and pitifully poor.

"Hmm?" He picked up a black stone from a pile of rusty weapons.

It was as big as a washbasin and was charred all over, as if it had been struck by lightning.

When Qin Ming was reborn for the ninth time, his eyes mutated and became even more powerful than his spiritual pupils. At this moment, his pupils were burning hot as he stared carefully at the object in front of him.

Suddenly, he felt pain in his eyes.

He saw a blinding flame inside the dark stone.

"The Essence of Spark?!" Qin Ming was shocked.

If it were in the past, he definitely wouldn’t have recognized him.

When he was acting in the ancient Taoist temple, he had seen this kind of thing in just one house. Just a small cluster was already priceless.

Some star fire spirits are variants of sun fire spirits.

Qin Ming thought of several modes for his outer sainthood, one of which was one thought for day and one thought for night, which required a ball of solar fire essence.

However, it is simply unrealistic to find such a thing in this world shrouded in night fog. After all, even the sun has disappeared.

And now, he found that he was very close to one of his ideas because he had found the most important kind of "heterogeneity".

"The ancestors of this group of demons were indeed wealthy and powerful back then!" Qin Ming sighed, and then found a deserted place and put the black stone into the rag space.

At this moment, he felt very happy and had an unconcealable smile on his face.

"It's worth it!" Qin Ming felt that this was really a surprise.

Even if he couldn't get the blood of the auspicious beast, it didn't matter. In his eyes, this charred stone was a priceless divine object.

There were people guarding the exit of the underground palace, blocking Qin Ming's way.

There were more than a dozen people in total. The leader seemed to have just come from afar. He wore a bronze mask, had a strong build, and held a bronze staff in his hand.

"Stop!" Li Jia shouted.

Qin Ming swung his sword directly, using the power of heavenly light to slash forward.

The tall man wearing a mask took action and blocked the lightsaber in Qin Ming's hand.

Both of them were surprised; they didn't expect the other to be so strong.

In an instant, the two men attacked each other continuously, fighting each other as fast as lightning, leaving large afterimages in the area as they fought fiercely.

Until the end, the tall figure wearing a mask flew backwards, spitting out blood, and Qin Ming walked away and disappeared into the night.

The people of Li family were completely dumbfounded. They knew their own family's background, so how could they lose?

Li Qingxu stood up, feeling very hurt. He was defeated by a newcomer!
He has lost almost ten games in a row during this period!

He accepted the defeats he had suffered in that immortal temple. After all, those were all ruthless people, all geniuses from the ancient times. But today, he just met a newcomer here, and he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, which made him lose his mind.

"Qingxu, don't worry about it. After all, you have temporarily used the rare treasure to transform the spiritual light of your consciousness into the Heavenly Light Force, which has changed your body and mental force field. This is not your true strength, it's just an accident." Someone comforted.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if I lose a few more times." Li Qingxu sat on the ground with deep eyes.

The people of the Li family regretted their greed and their emotional struggles, which resulted in the immortal species in the family suffering another defeat.

They knew very well what Li Qingxu had experienced recently.

If his faith in Taoism were damaged, none of them could afford the consequences.

Qin Ming felt that this plateau was a treasure land and must be explored carefully.

His performance became more and more brilliant, stunning the entire battlefield.

"Among the new students, there are a few who are more suspicious and quite powerful. I wonder if he is among them." Someone from the Cui family is paying close attention to this battlefield and is responsible for collecting various information.

"If we really want to confirm that it's him, then we should help him become famous. He's too low-key. I think many people will be interested in him without us having to do anything, such as Cao Qianqiu."

I will take a break for one chapter on the weekend. Thank you for the support of all the book friends.

(End of this chapter)