Night without Borders

Chapter 330 The Terrifying Upright Ape Demon King

The Great War in the West has captured the world's attention.

Under the long night, the cities, like candlelight, seemed to be covered by a heavy curtain, creating a dull and oppressive atmosphere, as if even the air itself had frozen.

The once bustling streets are now rather deserted. Many shops closed early, and people hurried by, their faces etched with anxiety and heaviness.
The bloody battle on the Godsor Plains is a matter of life and death for the clan. If they are defeated, all the prosperity will be reduced to ruins, and the vast city will be reduced to rubble... and crows will eat the rotting corpses.

Even in remote villages and towns, people wore expressions of melancholy. Some elderly people muttered to themselves at home, as if in prayer, gazing blankly into the distance, passively awaiting their unknown fate.

The demonic civilization is advancing eastward in force. Once it breaches the western border, it will drive straight in, and there will be no more paradise on earth, only rubble.

Even those who live a life of debauchery are now sober and muttering to themselves that they must achieve a great victory. Otherwise, when blood is spilled all over Yezhou, they will not be able to protect what they have now and may instead become snacks and appetizers for demons in their revelry.

Apart from the western battlefield, the entire world of Yezhou seemed to be put on pause. People were all looking westward, their hearts filled with unease and fear, and each day felt like an eternity.

Without a doubt, the sixth-realm powerhouses on both sides are the absolute protagonists on the God's Grief Plain, and their success or failure is related to the fate of their respective races.

Indeed, this is the case. Whenever a top expert from either camp charges forward and rushes into the opposing camp, there are always corresponding experts who quickly intercept them.

Otherwise, once such a creature breaks through, everything along the way will be overturned and destroyed beyond recognition.

Both sides have reached a tacit understanding: first, deal with the enemy's high-level combat forces, and everything else will fall into place.

On the main battlefield, both the land and the night sky were already shrouded in blood. Terrifying creatures would explode from time to time, causing an astonishing rain of blood to fall.

On the battlefield of Grandmasters, all the experts were bloodthirsty. If this battle was similar to that of 450 years ago, with the patriarchs fighting to the last man and leaving the rest of the clans devastated, then the outcome and the fate of the clans would ultimately be decided by them.

"He's still a young man, yet he's already a grandmaster. What would happen if he were given another hundred years? He must be killed!"

The battlefield of grandmasters is equally bloody, especially with a group of toothless old men who risk their lives to drag their "young" opponents to their deaths.

They had no hope left, no glimmer of hope in their path to victory, and were determined to eliminate their nemesis during this bloody battle.

Qin Ming drew his mutton-fat jade iron knife with a clang and stared ahead.

The dim world was illuminated by bursts of light and flashes of consciousness, accompanied by a blood-red hue—the disintegration of a powerful figure in the distance.

Now even people from the third and fourth realms have rushed up, and the entire plain is filled with shouts of battle, with blood everywhere. It's hard to say how many people will survive in the end.

Under the long night, Qin Ming, holding a mutton-fat jade iron knife, strode forward with an unwavering expression. It was time for someone like him to take the stage.

Located in a remote place, it is the battleground for the third and fourth realms.

Behind him, a large number of troops rushed out from Qingfeng Town, all clad in gleaming armor. Among them were experts conscripted from the three great dynasties, as well as soldiers from aristocratic families.

Qin Ming looked back and, in a fleeting glance, even saw some old acquaintances, all from prominent families. Regardless of their past relationships, they were now on the battlefield, and their grudges had temporarily been put aside.

When familiar faces saw his profile, they were immediately intimidated and avoided eye contact.

Qin Ming said, "Those in the third realm, follow along; those in the second realm, keep your distance!"

He charged forward with his jade iron sword, and this area naturally centered around him. Recently, he had killed several Heavenly Demons, and his reputation had become very high.

Soon, Qin Ming encountered demons.

A young demon, carrying a long spear, had sharp eyes and immediately fixed his gaze on him; he was at least a quasi-heavenly demon.

With a whoosh, the wings on the young demon's back flapped, and he soared through the air. The sonic boom was terrifying, accompanied by a large cloud of white mist. He and his spear became one, cutting through the low sky, flowing with dazzling light, like a stunning rainbow sweeping across the heavens.

The demonic boy who was leading the charge took the initiative and tried to pierce the human boy who was leading the charge, thus demoralizing the opposing side.

Behind him, a group of demons shouted, "Kill him! Pierce these upright ape demons with one spear and overturn their town!"

Qin Ming maintained his pace, carrying his sword as he moved forward. The night wind blew his long hair, and his eyes were deep as he watched his opponent come flying in with overwhelming momentum. He had only one action—to swing his sword!

puff!
The gleaming blade pierced the night sky, accompanied by the sound of a spear snapping and a spray of blood. This formidable young demon was severed from his body and spear by Qin Ming.

The commotion and noise from the other side immediately stopped, and silence fell.

With a single strike, he killed a quasi-heavenly demon seed in the third realm, a scene that left many demons bewildered.

The human boy looked very young and was younger than them, but he killed their leader demon with just one move.

"Don't be afraid, there are Heavenly Demons in this area, and more than one. Strong reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Demons howled, sending out special signals, clearly calling for help.

Five-colored clouds appeared beneath Qin Ming's feet. He briefly soared through the air, as if he had sprouted a pair of wings with five elements attributes, traversing the sky and swooping down at high speed.

"Ah..." the demon screamed in agony.

In an instant, he created a blood-red storm in the area. Wherever his jade-white iron blade went, weapons, armor, and flesh were all shattered.

With a single strike, he killed several demons.

Qin Ming remained true to his original aspiration and used the sword technique he had obtained in Black and White Mountain in his early years. Instantly, it was as if waves appeared, the sea and sky met, and a glint of sword light cut off the boundary between the vast ocean and the night sky, and the sword intent of cutting through the sky was unleashed.

Blood stained the night mist, and the demons were like crops being harvested. Some heads flew off, and some were cut in half at the waist in an instant, with large amounts of blood splattering.

Qin Ming was surrounded by crimson, which made the bright blade light even more dazzling. It was as if he was wiping the blade with demon blood, making it even more brilliant.

A group of demon corpses lay on the ground like felled trees, and they only collapsed with thuds after Qin Ming rushed over.

Behind Qin Ming, whether they were cultivators from the three great dynasties or young scions of aristocratic families, they all stared wide-eyed, then roared and charged forward.

"kill!"

In this atmosphere, selfish thoughts and distractions are meaningless. If the other side is not human, or is a spineless coward who wants to surrender, the other side may not welcome them. They belong to different races, and if they surrender to the enemy, their final fate may be very miserable, becoming food for demons.

A group of people roared and followed Qin Ming forward to fight.

Of course, there are always cowards who run slower and fall behind.

But soon these people had to quicken their pace, because Qin Ming's attacks were as swift as lightning, and his speed in killing enemies was too fast, clearing a large area of ​​the battlefield ahead.

The demons from both sides attacked, and those who fell behind realized that it was far safer to stay close to Qin Ming, so they began to fight back passively.

With a bellow, the earth shook, and a golden elephant charged forward, its two tusks several meters long, like two broadswords aimed at Qin Ming.

At the same time, its nose was covered with many sharp spikes, like a golden whip lashing through the void, striking Qin Ming fiercely and swiftly.

This is considered a powerful demon, not only in terms of its large size, but also in terms of its cultivation level, which is close to the late stage of the third realm.

"Huh?" Qin Ming was very perceptive. He saw that it was radiating a precious light and covered in golden glow. Although it was not a Heavenly Demon species, it looked quite extraordinary.

In their first encounter, the Golden Elephant's ferocity was extinguished. It had just charged in from afar, unaware of its opponent's strength, and its trunk, capable of snapping mountain walls, was gone in the blink of an eye!
In the blinding flash of the blade, the golden elephant trunk fell to the ground. The old elephant howled in agony, tears streaming down its face. All the suffering of its life seemed to be concentrated in this moment, forced to be swallowed down.

"A creature with extraordinary blood!" Qin Ming exclaimed in surprise, noticing a faint fragrance.

Even among the Heavenly Demon species, only about half possess extraordinary bloodlines. The birth of such an extraordinary substance is indeed a complex matter, making it difficult to determine the exact nature of the species.

Qin Ming wielded his sword forward, using the Immortal Path as its skin and the Path of Rebirth as its bones. The heavenly light surged, and after two slashes, the golden giant elephant was cut into four large pieces. Blood gushed out like a stream, filling the depressions.

In an instant, a ball of golden blood appeared and he stored it in the tattered cloth space.

"Boom!"

Swarms of demons charged forward, followed by the humans behind them. The two sides collided, like two torrents of steel meeting.

The dense forest on this plain crumbled in an instant. The roars of beasts, the cries of birds, the shouts of men and the neighing of horses filled the air with blood and chaos. One could clearly see humans being lifted up by the horns of ferocious beasts and thrown into the air, while monsters had their bodies torn apart by the sunlight.

In an instant, bone knives, magical weapons, and rare treasures met and clashed like countless fireflies in the night sky.

The piercing screams, accompanied by the low growls of beasts, blended together. In such a massive collision, those who were not exceptionally strong were in grave danger and their fate could be dire.

In the first charge, a large number of creatures fell, including animal heads, torn bird wings, and human arms holding spears.

The dense forest was razed to the ground, and the ground was stained with blood, a truly horrific sight.

An old demon shouted, "Everyone, come quickly! There is a 'human race' here, the future ancestor of the upright ape demon race. Join forces to kill him!"

He has little time left and is not afraid of death. They are fighting so bravely now in order to suppress any occasionally discovered immortal or divine species.

Because they themselves were unsure whether they could completely conquer Yezhou. If there was no hope, these demons who were about to die of old age would try their best to destroy the seeds of hope for the future of the enemy.

However, they ran into a brick wall. When a sphinx-like monster with its followers attacked, and a golden eagle over ten meters long led a flock of ferocious birds in a swoop, the space here seemed to distort.

As Qin Ming stood there, drawing his sword to slay his enemy, an invisible spiritual field expanded. Although it was still in its nascent stage, it was still terrifying beyond imagination.

As soon as the flock of ferocious birds made contact, they cried out in agony, were torn apart in mid-air, and then fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot, leaving carcasses scattered everywhere.

The demon army led by the sphinx trembled, as if trapped in a quagmire, unable to break free. Then they felt as if they were being struck by a heavy blow, and their bodies began to shatter.

Centered on Qin Ming, ripples expanded in layers, and they were three-dimensional, like extraordinary magnetic field lines. The fluctuations were terrifying, distorting weapons, demonic bodies, and so on.

Even their mental fortitude could not escape collapse.

"The consumption is not small." After testing the method, Qin Ming gained a deeper understanding of the spirit field.

This time, the bloody scene caused by his "spirit field wave" really frightened many demons. A dozen old demons led their men to hunt them down. Even though they were not afraid of death, their hands were now trembling as they held their knives and spears.

"Since you've all come this far, then I'll send you all on your way." Qin Ming said, and even he felt that his words had the air of a villain from a storybook.

But when two races are at war, talking about benevolence and righteousness is a joke. In such a battlefield, killing all the opponents and letting them rest in peace here forever is the greatest justice.

This time, Qin Ming rode his sword, with the forces of earth, fire, wind, and water surging around him. The mutton-fat jade iron sword flew out, faster than a flying sword, like a bolt of lightning passing in front of different enemies.

Some demons clutched their throats, blood flowing from between their fingers, before their heads fell to the ground. Some old demons had blood streaming from their foreheads, their eyes glazed over, their heads pierced.

Some old demons, starting from their brows and moving downwards, slashed their faces and abdomens, leaving a line of blood before, with a soft "plop," their bodies split in two. Even more demons, their skulls adorned with tufts of animal fur, were blown away by the snow-white blade, leaving only a trail of blood.

Clearly, even some veteran players were devastated. Although they were not afraid of dying in battle, they felt that dying in this way was unacceptable because it was meaningless. Not only could they not kill their opponents, but they could not even restrict or weaken them.

"No, we can't beat them. We are far from being their match. Why haven't our Heavenly Demon Seeds arrived yet? Quickly, we need to summon an expert!" an old demon roared.

With a bang, he exploded in an instant. A snow-white palm slammed into his body, shattering him into pieces. He couldn't escape or dodge; this was the consequence of a head-on collision.

Qin Ming killed countless enemies, yet not a single drop of blood stained his body. His spiritual light served as his skin, and the light of heaven as his bones, flowing endlessly. It not only helped him block the various weapons of the demons but also dispersed the splattered demon blood.

Today, dressed in white, he stood out conspicuously as he walked amidst the flying blood and treading on the bones scattered on the ground. Although he held a blood-dripping jade iron knife, he possessed an indescribable sense of clarity.

His aura, combined with the severed limbs and bloodstains scattered on the ground, made him look rather eerie.

Even those on the human side, while shocked and excited by this scene, also felt that his extraordinary, untainted purity was somewhat unusual.

In fact, in the eyes of many demons, he was terrifying beyond words, becoming a veritable upright ape demon king. The clearer his mind became, the more ruthless his methods and the stronger his killing intent!
In the distance, a long howl came from a mountaintop, and a demon's eyes shot out golden light as it saw the scene in this region and heard the report.

With the Wind and Thunder Wings on his back, he swooped down from the high mountain at a speed far beyond people's imagination, skimming over the trees on the plain.

Along the way, the shockwaves generated by his body shredded many tree canopies, and some trees were even blown apart entirely.

A celestial demon has arrived!
Moreover, he was a powerful demon skilled in lightning magic, and even before getting close, he began throwing lightning spears from a distance, his power quite astonishing.

This future celestial demon, brimming with murderous intent and surrounded by lightning, stood tall and dazzling in the night sky, looking down upon his opponent.

The demons cheered, their morale soaring once more, and they called out his name.

"Wind and Thunder!"

"Future Heavenly Demon, slay the seed of the Upright Ape Demon Clan!"

Qin Ming remained expressionless as he shattered the lightning spears falling from the sky, and then took out his bow and arrow, aiming directly at the demon.

Now, his arrows no longer have to be made of jade or iron; ordinary iron arrows can also bear the light of the heavens.

The next moment, everyone witnessed an incredibly terrifying scene. The arrow Qin Ming fired did not make a whooshing sound, but rather sounded like a thousand-meter waterfall cascading down, deafeningly loud.

boom! boom!
Its arrows were so fast, like thunder breaking through the clouds, that the air exploded the moment they were shot out.

This celestial demon arrived with boundless demonic energy, its ferocious aura intimidating and causing many human experts to be wary.

But now, his powerful aura has been broken, and he has begun to constantly dodge the arrows.

He soon realized that this was an unimaginable seed, and the archery skills were so superb that he could not avoid it all.

puff!
He had already been hit by an arrow, and blood was gushing from his shoulder. Even his lightning had not been able to deflect all the arrows, let alone shatter them.

His heart sank. This meant that the other party's spiritual light was too terrifying. No, he felt that the core should be the light of heaven, which could actually penetrate his protective lightning!
Puff puff!
Feng Xinglei was hit by three more arrows in quick succession, his battle clothes stained red with blood, and the gleaming armor was torn apart.

The demon who was just cheering loudly suddenly fell silent, speechless. Just how terrifying was this upright ape demon boy?

"kill!"

Enraged, Feng Xinglei threw his lightning spear but failed to injure his opponent. Instead, he became the target and was bleeding.

He swooped down at high speed, during which he was hit by an arrow again.

Qin Ming put away his bow and arrows at the opportune moment, stood with his sword in hand, and waited quietly for him to approach.

clang! clang!
A blinding light burst forth in the night sky. Feng Xinglei, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, slashed repeatedly, but the shockwave left his arm numb.

"You're not from the Immortal Path!" He was certain. The spiritual light this guy was radiating was actually Heavenly Light Force, which was extremely terrifying and could impact his mental field.

That kind of light looked no different from lightning; it was extremely powerful and domineering.

Qin Ming didn't give him a chance to speak. The light of his blade shone in the night sky, yin and yang alternated, black and white light bloomed, and heavy blade energy shattered the opponent's protective lightning.

After more than a dozen exchanges of blows, with a soft "thud," as the thirteenth strike slashed through the night sky, Feng Xinglei screamed as one of his arms was severed.

Even in his most passionate moments, he knew he was no match for this upright ape demon, so he flapped his wings and tried to escape into the sky.

However, Qin Ming was on guard against his escape. He stomped his feet hard, and the entire ground exploded instantly. He leaped into the night sky, and the invisible spiritual field expanded, with unseen ripples layering on top of each other, locking onto his opponent and pulling him to the ground.

Qin Ming said, "Being able to withstand more than a dozen of my strikes is something you can be proud of!"

"You!" Feng Xinglei tried to speak, but was silenced. What awaited him was the light of the Yin-Yang Blade, clearly distinguishable by its black and white colors.

puff!
He was first beheaded with a single blow, then his mental field was destroyed with another blow, and a Heavenly Demon was killed.

"Hmm?" Qin Ming revealed a look of delight. This time, his opponent had a rare bloodline.

"Roar!" An old demon roared, requesting support and informing the distance that there was a young upright ape demon king, considered one of the best among the seedlings.

"Come kill with me!" Qin Ming said.

Those following him raised their swords and spears, their morale soaring. They had all come prepared to die, but now, seeing this scene, with this young man who could slay the demons in charge, this place seemed less dangerous, and they might be able to survive to the end.

Qin Ming encountered his second Heavenly Demon, and it was an exceptionally powerful Demon Sword Immortal.

Clearly, after receiving the news, the other party deliberately charged over from a distance to kill him.

In an instant, sword energy and blade light crisscrossed the area. Without saying a word, the two launched into a fierce battle. There was a low hill there, and they cut off a section of its top.

The sword light and the blade's edge resembled two burning dragons locked in a fierce battle, exchanging blows and engaging in a brutal fight.

With a soft thud, the demon swordsman died tragically, his head flying off at an angle, his eyes wide open, dying with unresolved grievances. He had been completely suppressed during the sword fight.

The young demons collapsed. No matter how fearless they were, they could not withstand the psychological pressure of facing an invincible opponent and began to flee.

"Good luck, I've obtained another rare blood." Qin Ming took out the glowing blood and refined it while chasing demons to replenish his strength and enhance his foundation.

"!" Upon seeing this, the fleeing demons were horrified, realizing that he was an exceptionally terrifying young ape king.

Qin Ming fought his way through his own territory to the neighboring area, where he encountered the third Heavenly Demon. He shattered a large area of ​​dense forest and killed the fiend in battle.

He felt he was very lucky today, having gained new rare blood.

Subsequently, Qin Ming went on a killing spree, traversing the battlefield and slaying demons one after another. He even killed the fourth Heavenly Demon, a feat that naturally terrified the demons in the vicinity.

He discovered that no more celestial demons were actively seeking him out.

Later, when he killed an old bear, he actually took out a silver bear gallbladder, which was obviously a powerful medicine that could strengthen his foundation and help him practice the Diamond Sutra and the physical body chapter.

He successively obtained rare blood-gathering medicines, something he would never have dared to dream of under normal circumstances; it was only possible to obtain them in such a terrifying battlefield.

Qin Ming fought his way through until he was exhausted. Wherever he went, the demons collapsed, and he was no longer in the area he had originally been in.

He then harvested two more types of blood-replenishing medicine.

He stood on a large mountain in the plains, and with his newly awakened eyes, he saw through the night fog the fierce battle taking place in the distance.

The young and strong fought a bloody battle with the old monsters. On the ground, corpses were trampled into bloody mud, crushed bones were everywhere, and the entire battlefield was bleeding.

Qin Ming discovered Jin Xiang. After twenty years of cultivating his mind in the mortal world, he had fought his way through countless battles and killed many enemies, but he himself was also seriously injured. One of the horns in his long golden hair was broken off, and there were weapons stuck in his body. He was in a terrible state.

In an instant, Qin Ming's surging emotions and inflated ego quickly subsided. In such a large-scale confrontation between the two camps, many people would probably die in battle.

He glanced at it silently, but didn't rush in. He didn't approach that area and began to fight his way back.

Qin Ming wondered if the Grandmaster Battlefield where Yu Gensheng, Zhao Ziyuan, and Jin Yuan were located would be even more brutal.

For a moment, his heart sank. Could such an old master have survived?

His chest felt tight, because he knew very well that after this battle, he might never see some of his acquaintances again.

The entire western frontier trembled as the battle reached its climax, the roars of demons and the shouts of humans shaking the entire plain.

In this late autumn season, yellow leaves flutter down, carrying a heavy chill in the air.

In the villages and towns along the border, many ordinary people were trembling, accompanied by cries.

They are all praying now, hoping for a great victory for Yezhou, otherwise they will soon be killed by the demons.

Under the long night, they had nowhere to escape.

The invading enemy is not an ordinary bandit or marauder, but a demonic civilization that is invading. Once the western border is breached, the entire Night State will fall.

Even those with power and wealth who move their entire families to a small town a hundred or two miles away will only die a little later if the demons succeed in their attack.

Qin Ming fought his way through the demon army, and by the end, he was almost numb. He felt that he had become a ruthless killing machine.

During this time, after defeating the demons in his own region, he went on to fight across regions and saw some familiar faces, such as Zeng Yuan lying on the ground groaning in pain, having lost a leg.

He also saw Lu Zhenyi die in battle, but it was too late when he rushed over. He also saw Chen Bingyan with five swords stuck in her body, staggering away.

"Even people from the second realm have rushed up. Is it really this fierce?" Qin Ming's numb heart pounded again, and he fought bravely against the enemy!
……

Amidst surging celestial mists, a colossal figure appeared high in the sky, its outline only partially visible, devoid of any human characteristics.

However, he was indeed once a human, and is suspected to be the ancestor of the gods in the Night State!
Back then, just before the demons launched their attack, it was he who, carrying the imperial edict from the old Jade Capital, went to the meeting alone, forced back the god-like creatures, and caused a split among them.

"In the end, they still launched a frenzied attack. Were they forced to act as the vanguard for the king?" the enormous figure in the celestial mist murmured to itself.

I feel so wronged! Some readers are saying I've been missing a chapter every day lately. Isn't it supposed to be two chapters updated together? I'm about to explode! Maybe I should release the chapters separately? I'm appealing for guaranteed monthly votes!

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