Night without Borders

Chapter 369 Sumeru and the Heavenly Demon

In the pitch-black rainy night, thunder and lightning raged.

The big yellow dog was sleeping soundly in its kennel when it was startled by Old Liu's words and ran out into the rain.

Therefore, the first time it spoke human language, it opened its mouth to "recognize its relatives".

Above Shuangshu Village, the charred skin of an old man swayed in the fierce wind and torrential rain like a tattered kite, with lava-like blood flowing from his eye sockets.

The big yellow dog's fur stood on end as it stared at the night sky, baring its snow-white canine teeth.

It was furious and had already performed the ninety-nine prostrations, just one last hurrah away, when someone came to cause trouble. Was this an attempt to drag it down with them?

It ate coarse food and endured many hardships, suffering for many years. Was it easy for it?
Just when it seemed the ordeal was almost over and good days were just around the corner, this bird feather and human skin appeared out of nowhere, stirring up trouble and ruining its future.

Just now, the big yellow dog was very scared and truly felt that it was not far from death.

Liu Mo stood by the window, gazing at the world outside the rain curtain, his eyes as deep as two abysses.

Such a gaze made even the fine hairs on the old man's skin stand on end in the rain; he keenly sensed something was amiss and was filled with dread.

"This junior has no intention of offending you; I have only come to seek out wise men and sages." The old man spoke in the night sky, but he showed no intention of leaving.

Deep within its eye sockets, it seemed as if an ancient array was being revived, with crimson flames flickering and gazing ahead, carefully sensing the situation of the place.

Big Yellow Dog's heart sank. It was one thing for Old Man Pi to make a move, but the key was that there might be an unfathomable force behind him. Was he trying to disrupt the peace of Black and White Mountain?
It glanced back at the yard, its heart filled with endless fear.

Inside the house, black and white energy rose from Liu Mo's hair, becoming ethereal and unpredictable.

"Let me do it!" the big yellow dog cried out in alarm, clearing its mind of all distractions. It leaped into the night sky and slapped the old man's skin with its paw.

In an instant, a furry dog ​​paw appeared, enormous and overwhelming, like a dark cloud pressing down on the night sky.

On the black and white twin trees, the magpie and the red squirrel perched there trembled, their eyes wide with astonishment.

"This dog... is it really that powerful?" They stood frozen in the tree, feeling incredulous.

At this moment, the shock in the two little creatures outweighed their fear; their eyes widened as they stared blankly at the scene.

The dog, which was usually kicked by Old Liu, was like a terrifying demon emerging from the rainy night, which was really too scary.

"From that day forward, there was no more Dogzi, that was... Dog Lord!"

The sparrow and the red squirrel were very alert and immediately "promoted" the dog.

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At Chixia Mountain, torrential rain poured down, and countless lightning bolts intertwined in the night sky.

Qi Yunxiao moved like a ghost, dodging Qin Ming's attacks.

He teleported repeatedly, constantly changing his position, retreating again and again.

Two shooting stars seemed to streak across the night sky, their dazzling light evaporating the large amount of rainwater along their path and causing a surge of white fog high in the sky.

Qi Yunxiao's expression was solemn. He had already slashed twice, but he had not been able to suppress Qin Ming at all. Moreover, the nine-colored flying sword was broken, and there was blood essence of consciousness hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He lost the bet in this match!

In the dusty corner, a mere third-realm youth had managed to injure him, a situation that was extremely embarrassing and utterly shameful for him.

Before Qi Yunxiao went into his spiritual journey, he had made a prediction that he could kill this native of the third realm with a single sword strike, leaving him bedridden for several months.

Normally, he should have left by now.

Before he came here, he had said at Yuhua Mountain that it was just a "sparring match" and he did not intend to take Qin Ming's life.

But he didn't move at the moment. After exchanging two sword strikes, he was the one who was injured and fell into a disadvantageous position, which was a real loss of face.

Actually, this is no longer a question of whether he wants to leave or not.

Qin Ming's spiritual field radiated outwards, with ripples carrying immortal light expanding in concentric circles, seemingly prying open a crack in the dark sky, connecting with the intense lightning, and completely locking onto his opponent.

"Do you still want to keep me here?" Qi Yunxiao asked, his blue robes fluttering, maintaining a serene and clear demeanor even in the rain and the flashes of lightning across the sky.

Qin Ming said in a deep voice, "What do you take me for, a sparring partner? After striking me twice with your sword, you acted like nothing happened, just wanting to walk away. Who gave you the guts to do that?"

His gaze sharpened further as he said, "Who do you think you are? Coming and going as you please? Tonight, I'll send you on your way!"

He was really seething with anger. It was really too much to think that someone would consider him as part of the gambling game!

Qi Yunxiao exuded a dangerous aura, and his gaze turned cold. Deep down, he was very arrogant and conceited.

He had already lost face and was somewhat resentful.

Now, he spoke calmly: "If you choose this path and insist on being my enemy, then I will have no choice but to take action again."

"What are you pretending for? Whose dog mouth is bleeding? You're so self-righteous!" Qin Ming said, and then decisively unleashed several thick bolts of lightning.

In fact, Qi Yunxiao couldn't escape even if he wanted to. Once he was locked on, his opponent would unleash lightning-like power at any moment, faster than his escape speed.

At this moment, he shut up, betraying his original "intentions" and no longer arrogantly limiting himself. He immediately unleashed a third sword strike.

This is a sword of the mind, one of the ultimate techniques mastered by Qi Yunxiao, named the Annihilation Immortal Sword.

With a loud bang, the rain curtain seemed to decay and crumble, and after that seemingly unimpressive sword light swept across it, the night sky fell silent.

This sword of the mind, with only a few ripples of dark black, seemed to have pried open an abyss, threatening to swallow everything in this area and reduce it to deathly silence.

Qin Ming admitted that this person's methods were indeed superb, and he was a rather extraordinary individual.

However, tonight was special. He was blessed by the environment, as if he had been sculpted into a terrifying golden body, in harmony with the great power of heaven and earth. Thunder and fire cascaded down like a waterfall. As he swung his fist, dense bolts of lightning fell rapidly from the dark clouds.

Qi Yunxiao's hair was all wildly flying, his blue robes were fluttering, and his consciousness surged for a moment. He opened his eyes wide and unleashed the sword intent of annihilation with all his might.

Rumble!
The pitch-black abyss-like realm was pierced by lightning. His sword of the mind could not shake the special spiritual field connected to the lightning, and was suppressed by the opponent's pure power.

With a clang, Qi Yunxiao's Mind Sword dimmed, revealing numerous cracks. His mental field flickered violently as a result, and his body swayed uncontrollably.

In an instant, Qin Ming carried layers upon layers of spiritual field ripples, revealing wondrous scenes. Ancient temples, golden crows, wind and thunder, and other phenomena all appeared in the spiritual field, spreading forward.

Qi Yunxiao roared, feeling aggrieved. He, a dignified fourth-realm figure, was actually attacked by someone from another realm. If this got out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar, and he would become someone else's background.

He used every means at his disposal, and a jet-black lotus flower grew from his body, resonating with him, carrying the Daoist essence, and blasting towards Qin Ming with the power of annihilation.

"Ok?"

Qin Ming looked surprised. It was just a black flower, yet it could withstand the lightning from his spiritual field. This was truly terrifying and extraordinary.

However, if he couldn't shatter it the first time, he would try again. He used his spiritual field to connect with the dark clouds and draw in even more powerful lightning to blast his opponent.

At this moment, Qin Ming felt his hair stand on end and his body tense up. Thunder and fire are the most ruthless, and if he failed to pry it open, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The pitch-black lotus was struck, its petals cracked, and it began to wither. Eventually, under wave after wave of lightning, it disintegrated.

puff!
Qi Yunxiao coughed up blood. He had been struck by lightning, and his consciousness and spiritual light had almost dissipated. Faced with the power of heaven and earth, his face was pale. "This is not your power!"

He was certain that no one in the Third Realm possessed such profound cultivation; the other party was clearly using the power of heaven and earth to suppress him.

Then, Qi Yunxiao unleashed the fourth sword strike, the fifth sword strike... and the thirty-sixth sword strike!

His hair was disheveled and his blue robe was tattered. The idea of ​​overwhelming his opponent with a single sword strike was completely abandoned. Now he was fighting with all his might. This was no longer a battle to regain his honor, but a battle for survival!
Qi Yunxiao felt a chill run down his spine; he worried that he might perish here.

Qin Ming appeared increasingly majestic, stirring the heavens and earth. Various wondrous sights appeared in the spiritual field, displaying his sacredness. The magnificent and solemn Great Thunderclap Temple emerged, and the cicadas chirped, drowning out the thunder in the dark clouds. A terrifying fiery red divine bird revived in the spiritual field, bathed in the Southern Bright Fire...

Furthermore, black and white energy clung to the spiritual field, the power of yin and yang rose, and endless black and white particles made the mysterious ripples around Qin Ming's body even more terrifying.

Qi Yunxiao was severely injured, like an insect caught in a net, unable to break free.

He coughed up his consciousness and blood essence, his body was pierced and torn apart by the spiritual field wave.

"Brother Qin, stop!" the black-clad youth Cen Jinghong said, approaching the area.

"Stay away from me!" Qin Ming responded. Earlier, Qi Yunxiao had traveled a thousand miles on his sword to target him with the fourth realm, but Qin Ming did not stop him. Why is he pretending to be a good person now?
Cen Jinghong's face stiffened; she hadn't expected the other party to show such disrespect.

"Brother Qin, this is just a friendly spar, let's end it here tonight." Mu Xingyao, a purple-clad girl from the Immortal Island of the West Sea, also spoke, and gracefully walked towards them through the rain.

"You shut up too!" Qin Ming said without any politeness.

If he hadn't known the truth, and if these two hadn't also participated in the betting and considered him part of the game, his tone wouldn't have been so cold, hard, and aggressive.

Now, he wants to take both of them with him.

However, he needs to deal with the main culprit, Qi Yunxiao, first.

Cen Jinghong and Mu Xingyao were both exceptionally beautiful, like a pair of celestial beings standing side by side in the downpour, but their expressions were quite unpleasant, as they had actually been scolded by the other party.

The two were very influential people; no one would dare to treat them with such disrespect or use such disrespectful language normally. This was an unprecedented experience.

They did not stop, but continued walking for a while.

At this moment, Qi Yunxiao unleashed his full power, his consciousness almost disintegrating as he broke free from that terrifying spiritual field and soared into the sky.

"Can you escape?!" Qin Ming pursued, lightning crackling and spiritual energy waves spreading outwards, covering the area.

In an instant, the two passed through the rain curtain and arrived above the dark clouds where there was no downpour.

Qi Yunxiao knew the source of the power that Qin Ming had borrowed, so he left that battlefield and came to the vast night sky, wanting to fight there.

"Again!" Qi Yunxiao said coldly.

There was no torrential rain here, far from the mountains and the earth. He believed that Qin Ming's compatibility with the extreme celestial and terrestrial fields would suddenly decrease.

Qin Ming remained calm, opening his newborn eyes to observe the celestial field.

High in the heavens, there are fierce winds that can scatter one's consciousness, and he is not far from the lightning in the dark clouds, so he can still take advantage of the force.

He did not use the rain curtain as a bridge to connect with the lightning, but rather used his own spiritual field to attach to the spiritual field and leverage it.

"Since you've chosen the cemetery, then let's send you on your way!" Qin Ming said.

At this moment, Cen Jinghong and Mu Xingyao also broke through the dark clouds and caught up.

Qin Ming's expression changed. Through the Eye of New Life, he could clearly see that these two were very "weak." He had thought they were no weaker than Qi Yunxiao.

It now seems that these two people only separated a portion of their consciousness and spiritual light to appear here.

"In that case, come here!" He was too lazy to wait any longer. He expanded his spiritual field, first binding the two of them, and then swept them over.

"We have no grudge against you, so why did you attack us?"

Although the two fell into the spirit field, they remained calm.

"Your so-called 'small bets for fun' have actually dragged me into this game. Who gave you the audacity to act so recklessly and arbitrarily, daring to treat me like this?"

As Qin Ming spoke, he swiftly reached out and grabbed the two insignificant beams of consciousness, then slapped them twice.

Cen Jinghong and Mu Xingyao were stunned. What had they experienced that they had each received a loud slap in the face?
"I#!"

The two men were furious. They had only come to watch the fight, or as passersby, but this man grabbed them and slapped each of them hard across the face.

"Let me go!" Mu Xingyao looked stern and unapproachable.

"Qin Ming!" Cen Jinghong shouted, barely suppressing her anger.

"Crack, crack..."

Qin Ming attacked in quick succession, almost blasting them to pieces on the spot.

The two men were filled with intense anger and rage at being subjected to such a humiliating disgrace.

boom!
Finally, they exploded, but did not completely dissipate. After re-emerging, they were still trapped in the spirit field and could not escape.

At this moment, Qi Yunxiao made a fierce move. Before him, a celestial scene appeared, as if an abyss had opened up, pitch black and boundless, with no end in sight.

A lotus of annihilation bloomed in the darkness. Qi Yunxiao stood on the lotus, exuding the Daoist charm of annihilation. He carried the terrifying power of the fourth realm, formed a Daoist seal, and blasted it towards his opponent.

Above the sky, the endless night fog was collapsing, and the dark clouds below were being torn apart, which shows how intense Qi Yunxiao's energy fluctuations were at this moment.

Qin Ming was fearless. At this moment, he stirred up the gale in the night sky and was also drawing on the power to manipulate the thunder, so he could still take advantage of the momentum.

His spiritual field was blessed, with tangible ripples spreading throughout every inch of the void, constantly expanding, and the divine visions contained within becoming increasingly clear and real.

"when!"

In the sacred site, the Great Thunder Temple, bathed in the setting sun, emitted a melodious chime.

At higher altitudes, the gale-force winds swept in like towering waves.

As for the four directions, the Golden Crow, the Vermilion Bird, and others also appeared, each resonating and enhancing the spiritual field, leveraging a certain great force between heaven and earth, and attracting the Daoist rhyme.

When Qin Ming's hands came together, the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth resonated in the spiritual field, and a pair of enormous palms took shape in the ripples, were born, and expanded outwards.

The large hand's movements were identical to Qin Ming's!
Qin Ming clasped his hands together, and those two large hands also came closer, crushing Qi Yunxiao and his Nirvana Black Lotus between them.

As Qin Ming exerted his power, the giant hand that materialized in the spiritual field shone brightly, as if it were jointly blessed by the Great Thunderclap Temple, the Golden Crow, and the gale, possessing unfathomable power.

"No!" Qi Yunxiao shouted.

The celestial realm of consciousness he had evolved was collapsing, the boundless, dark abyss exploded, then the annihilation celestial lotus disintegrated, and then he himself was also torn to pieces.

"The foundation of the Sumeru Field, the methods of the Heavenly Demon Force Field!" Mu Xingyao was shocked.

Qin Ming was sacred and majestic, his whole body radiating brilliant light. He stood in the center of the spiritual field, his hands clasped together violently, and then he exerted force to rotate.

Qi Yunxiao was in utter despair. His consciousness shattered and was crushed by those enormous hands!
(End of this chapter)