Night without Borders

Chapter 371 The Dog Sword Immortal Subdues Demons

Under the long night and amidst thunder and rain, after the big yellow dog killed the Bone Immortal with a single sword strike, it sheathed the bamboo sword with a clang and slung it back on its back.

"With a palm strike that can cleave mountains, with a sword that can cleave the sky, I have been gone for five hundred years, and I am afraid that there is no longer any legend of me in the world." It was wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and it really looked like an unparalleled sword immortal. It walked forward through the rain.

Suddenly, at the edge of Black and White Mountain, the dark clouds burst open, and purple clouds, like molten metal, poured out, causing the night fog to dissipate. The torrential rain was scorched into a misty white fog, and intense lightning flashed. A purple sun slowly emerged in the deep night.

Night fell, and the rain, like a cascading river, was tinged with an eerie, glassy hue by the purple sunlight that abruptly tore through the dark clouds, carrying a strange, unsettling glow.

Although it was dark, it was not yet midnight. In some villages outside the mountains, people had not yet fallen asleep and were frightened by the sudden appearance of the purple clouds.

This was a scene they had never seen before. The sun had long since disappeared, and people had been accustomed to this life of darkness for thousands of years. Today, a great sun broke through the night fog, and it appeared during a rainstorm. How could this not cause shock and commotion?

The big yellow dog looked up at the purple sun shining through the cracked dark clouds, its face immediately darkening, and with a clang, it drew its bamboo sword.

Suddenly, dark clouds surged, lightning flashed dozens of times, and a drop of scarlet liquid dripped from the purple sun.

It resembled a meteorite crashing down, carrying a strong Daoist aura and emanating an exceptionally dangerous energy.

With a loud boom, the scarlet liquid stretched out, like a waterfall of blood falling from the sky, rushing towards the big yellow dog.

It vanished on the spot, like a god or demon crossing a sea of ​​night mist, drifting dozens of miles away through the mountains.

However, the blood-red waterfall suddenly changed direction and, like a blood-red blade, slashed down with the power of heaven and earth. The tall tree canopies along the way were all shattered, and a mountain peak blocking the way was cut off, falling down with earth and rocks with a rumble.

"The Eye of the Candle Dragon? What a pity, it's already rotten!" The big yellow dog stopped dodging, leaped onto a peak, and swiftly drew its sword.

In an instant, a vast sword intent cleaved through the night, soaring into the sky and colliding with the crimson beam of light. With a clang, it severed the massive blood-red blade.

Moreover, the big yellow dog let out a long howl, rode the sword upwards, and combined the dog and the sword into one, like a bolt of yellow and green lightning, bursting out with blazing sword light and a sword intent as vast as the turbulent sky, shooting straight into the clouds.

Within the dark clouds, there indeed was a rotting eyeball, enormous in size. As it opened and closed, crimson light shone forth once more, transforming into blades of light and sword energy, slashing towards the dog.

Most terrifyingly, a hazy figure appeared in the eyeball, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform radiating divine light, casting a terrifying gaze upon it.

An unfathomable being is observing the Black and White Mountain region through the decaying eye of the Candle Dragon, across the void.

“You’re all utterly decayed, practically dying of old age. You don’t even dare to come and fight for yourselves, so you can only spy on us like this. Don’t even think about drinking your old master’s regenerating blood to prolong your lives,” the big yellow dog said.

It soared upwards on its sword, slicing through the blade light and blood mist, and charged straight toward the purple sun, as if to pierce through it with a single strike.

Above the dark clouds, the purple sun shimmered, and a giant eye opened and closed, revealing the increasingly clear scenery within. In the celestial lake where mist swirled and nine-colored divine light bloomed, the figure sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform moved his hands as if he were about to attack the dog from across the void.

Sure enough, a dangerous aura immediately surged forth, and with a clang, a golden halberd materialized in the purple eyeball, carrying a rich Daoist charm and a terrifying divine aura.

The dark clouds in this area broke apart, and the torrential rain stopped abruptly!
"Hiss!" Even the conceited big yellow dog couldn't help but gasp in the night mist. The creature that had escaped from Yujing and followed its old master was indeed terrifying. Even though it was already old and dying, it could still exert immense pressure on the old dog before it even arrived here.

"After five hundred years of nurturing this sword, today, I will vanquish the demon and sever the corrupt will of the gods!" the big yellow dog roared.

With a rumble, the entire Black and White Mountain range was instantly filled with the flow of Yin and Yang Daoist energy, converging towards it. The black and white energies surged and poured into its bamboo sword.

With a clang, the big yellow dog unleashed its strongest sword strike.

In this area, bamboo swords, purple sunlight, golden spears, and the power of yin and yang clashed together in a full-scale battle, as if a chaotic world was in turmoil, and even the deep night sky was torn apart.

"I have experienced the black and white Daoist principles left behind by Liu Mo once again after hundreds of years," the hazy figure reflected in the purple eyeball said indifferently.

The big yellow dog was panting heavily, and the bamboo sword in its hand, carrying black and white light, pierced into the purple sunlight.

puff!
The decaying eye of the Candle Dragon cracked open, splattering foul-smelling blood.

Then, the night sky burned, the giant eyeball dimmed and turned to ashes, and the suddenly appearing purple sun disappeared from then on.

"The monster that escaped from Yujing is indeed unfathomable. It is not easy to subdue it, and the path is arduous and difficult," the big yellow dog murmured, and walked forward again.

It believed that the decaying monster didn't have much time left, and it wouldn't have many minions to summon and utilize. It wanted to take advantage of its brief period of resurrection to clean it up as quickly as possible.

The big yellow dog walked out of the Black and White Mountain territory and saw a huge creature flying from the distant horizon, shattering the clouds along its path and making a terrifying explosion that drowned out the distant thunder.

The big yellow dog knew that while it wanted to deal with Old Man Skin, Bone Immortal, and others, the other side also wanted to test the power of Black and White Mountain, and now they had taken the initiative to attack.

It said, "It seems you really can't keep up. Some of you are getting impatient, and all sorts of henchmen have come to Black and White Mountain."

It was a monster without skin, covered in blood, as large as a mountain, standing in the clouds, ferocious and terrifying.

"The dregs discarded by the higher gods, useless flesh and blood?" the big yellow dog said.

However, even this kind of "waste" has now become a force to be reckoned with.

The big yellow dog could cleave mountains with its palms and cleave the sky with its sword, truly formidable, as it fought fiercely against this extraordinary monster in the night sky.

Finally, it charged past, sword held horizontally, slightly bent over, and stood at a distance, panting heavily. Behind it, the enormous monster was cleaved in two by the sword intent erupting from the bamboo sword, like a mountain being sliced ​​in half.

Moreover, as the massive corpse plummeted from the clouds, countless cracks appeared on the two sections of flesh, a result of the eruption of sword energy.

With a series of popping sounds, the monster's flesh and blood shattered, turning into a bloody mist, and then burned, annihilating both its form and spirit!

The big yellow dog sighed, "Alas, I'm getting old. Back in the day, I could pee eighteen miles away even when facing the fierce winds that could scatter one's consciousness and spiritual light from the heavens. Now, I've come down from the mountain to fight demons again, but after only a few battles, I'm already panting heavily. My lifespan is not long enough."

It sheathed its bamboo sword, shook its raincoat and bamboo hat, and blood rained down. The big yellow dog strode through the clouds and whispered, "The sun and moon may rise again, but the sword immortal will never be young again."

The big yellow dog left the mountain, wanting to travel far and wide to vanquish the demon, but ultimately stopped. It heard Old Liu calling out, "Come back."

At the same time, the big yellow dog also sensed that its recovery time was limited, and its current state was beginning to decline. It didn't have much time left to maintain its sword immortal body! With a whoosh, the dog sword immortal stopped walking upright and instead ran wildly on all fours through the dark clouds, heading towards the Black and White Mountain.

"One of the two old guys has come over in person," Liu Mo reminded the big yellow dog.

Upon hearing this, the dog sword immortal's expression changed. In its current state, it was difficult for it to fight again, especially since that was an unfathomable deity who had escaped from Jade Capital.

Liu Mo whispered, "It's alright. Go deep into Black and White Mountain. If he dares to make a move, activate the black and white map I left behind back then. Let's see if we can kill a big guy tonight!"

The big yellow dog traversed mountains and valleys, and soon arrived near the former Black and White Dojo. Now, this place is a hidden forbidden zone, sealed off for five hundred years.

Upon arriving in this area, its form inexplicably changed, quickly becoming round and shrunk in size. Its raincoat became enormous, and the originally suitable bamboo hat almost completely covered its body.

"Dahuang" has shrunk to a small size, becoming round and plump, with black and white fur and heavy dark circles around its eyes.

"Out-of-town bear, what are you doing here? State your name immediately!" A black tiger demon shouted from ahead.

Big Yellow took the secret path and approached the sealed forbidden zone.

However, it doesn't look like a dog now; it looks more like a metal-eating beast, an adorable panda.

"Summon the master of the Black and White Pure Land to see me." Big Yellow rubbed his dark circles, feeling very tired, his condition rapidly deteriorating, and he plopped down on the ground.

"Who are you, you little cat from out of town, daring to speak so arrogantly as to have the Lord of the Wasteland personally come to greet you?" The Black Tiger Demon King was filled with murderous intent.

"You little tiger cub, do you know who you're talking to?" The mini panda, its chubby body freeing itself from the large raincoat, scolded with a stern expression.

A moment later, the Black Tiger Demon, as still as a clay or wooden sculpture, first saw Yue Mo and Liu Bai, the two leaders of the Black and White Pure Land, being beaten up by the "panda cub".

Then, it discovered that the ancestor of the forbidden lands had been born, riding on overwhelming demonic energy to fight his way out.

However, upon seeing the round and chubby little panda, this ancestor fell from the clouds to the ground, immediately bowing down and kowtowing repeatedly.

"Master!" The old ancestor, who hadn't appeared in the Black and White Pure Land for many years, looked so excited and devout that the Black Tiger Demon almost wet himself.

Da Huang spoke up: "Stop kowtowing. I am now a criminal. You will immediately activate the magic array of Black and White Mountain and await my command. Be ready to activate the Black and White Mountain Map at any time!"

"Yes!" The group of old demons nodded.

Above the sky, a terrifying figure pierced through the heavens, accompanied by boundless gales, standing on a withered lotus platform, approaching the Black and White Mountain territory.

He looked down at the mountains and rivers through the thick fog, looking again and again, and finally retreated silently without actually descending upon the place.

In the end, the ancestor in the Black and White Pure Land transformed into an old beast and personally carried the little panda out of the mountains, while the moon worm, famous throughout the surrounding area, acted as a lantern, leading the way and sending Big Yellow back to Shuangshu Village in the dead of night.

Just then, a woman's voice came from the house at the edge of the village: "You old fool, how long have you been standing by the window watching the rain? What are you doing, standing there like an idiot? Hurry up and change the baby's diaper!"

"Hey, I'm here!" Liu Mo replied.

At the village entrance, the ancestor in the Black and White Pure Land was deeply shaken and almost knocked his master off his back to the ground.

Even the moon worm emitted a light that flickered, clearly indicating that its emotions were fluctuating wildly.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
After the beast and the insect placed the rhubarb on the ground at the entrance of the village, they disappeared in an instant, because there were some things that should never be overheard, as they would be too shocking for them.

After the chubby little panda landed, it shook its fur and instantly turned into a big yellow dog.

"Dog...Dog Master!"

"Dog Lord, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"

On the black and white twin trees, the magpie and the red squirrel mustered their courage and greeted each other.

……

On a rainy night at Black and White Mountain, a peerless swordsman made a move, seemingly vanquishing demons and slaying gods!
The news spread within a small circle.

In the secluded Pure Land, Cao Qianqiu's eldest disciple, Pu Heng, hurriedly went to report, his face filled with shock, carrying the secret letter he had recently received.

When Old Cao saw the chief disciple, he glanced at him and said, "What's the rush?"

"Master, there's a big problem at Black and White Mountain!"

Cao Qianqiu remained seated and said, "One should remain calm in the face of important matters. Speak slowly."

……

At Yuhua Mountain, under the hazy night sky, Qi Yunxiao could no longer sit still. He stood on the edge of the cliff and gazed towards Chixia City, 1,300 miles away.

He was initially quite confident, calmly waiting for his consciousness to return via the sword. However, after waiting and waiting, there was still no news, and he began to lose his composure.

At this moment, all composure and gentleness gradually vanished from his face. He suspected something was wrong and began to feel intensely uneasy.

Cen Jinghong also paced back and forth. If he lost the spiritual light of his distant travels, his cultivation would definitely be damaged.

Mu Xingyao could no longer maintain her ethereal and otherworldly aura. She was a renowned fairy from the Western Sea Immortal Island, and if a part of her consciousness did not return throughout the night, it would likely damage her reputation.

Someone smiled and comforted him, "Brother Qi, don't be anxious. Perhaps after you unleashed those two sword strikes, Brother Qin was so impressed with your swordsmanship that he invited you to stay and drink with him. You might even be discussing the Dao right now."

(End of this chapter)