Night without Borders

Chapter 399 No Need for Words to Be Spoken
In the evening, in Tucheng, the fire spring was dim and shrouded in night mist.

Qin Ming looked out the window. The "ape" was probably approaching, giving him a rather dangerous feeling that made his hair stand on end.

He hadn't had this experience in a long time—that this peer could threaten him!

"Master." Su Mohua was a little uneasy because when she saw the boy in front of the window, her body suddenly tensed up and disappeared in a flash.

With a whoosh, Qin Ming appeared in the courtyard, as if he had teleported.

He said calmly, "Mo Hua, just stay a little further away from here and watch quietly."

In an instant, Qin Ming felt a slight pain in his left temple, as if a sharp weapon was about to slice through the night sky and pierce through his skull.

He had a premonition and, in the darkness, caught the obscure trajectory of the weapon.

That eerie, cold light merged into the night, vanishing from the heavens and earth, coexisting with the cold wind like a normal air current approaching.

The weapon is completely gone!

Qin Ming's heart pounded. If it were him, who was at the mid-stage of the Spirit Realm, he would likely be in danger!

Now he stands on the seventh level of the Spirit Field, which is considered to be in the late stage of the third realm. His Spirit Field extends outwards, spreading like a tangible thought, and he can sense any subtle changes in this place.

It was a five-colored blade that vanished from the real world, moving from reality to illusion, stealthily following the wind, like the mist of a dream, capable of slaying a genius of the fourth realm without anyone noticing!

This is quite terrifying; with such methods alone, this person could directly become the king of assassins.

Qin Ming's eyes were deep, and he tilted his head slightly.

In an instant, the slight pain in his left temple disappeared, while in the distance, a wisp of air stagnated and dissipated naturally in the biting cold wind.

However, the next moment, Qin Ming felt a slight burning pain in his skull.

Is the opponent really that fast? It has a somewhat unpredictable, almost supernatural feel to it; it transforms reality into illusion, completing a teleportation in the blink of an eye.

The fact that the "ape" technique alone could kill some powerful immortal beings is truly terrifying.

Qin Ming, however, was able to issue an early warning and take precautions.

It was as if a celestial staff was hanging high in the sky, aimed at him, ready to smash down at any moment.

Qin Ming could foresee that terrifying scene; once it was launched, it would be earth-shattering, like a meteorite piercing through the night fog, forcefully destroying the target on the ground.

Qin Ming believes that his recent mastery of the "Nine Heavens Book" has brought him closer to "spiritual clarity," making his perception increasingly acute.

Suddenly, he left an afterimage in the same spot and appeared dozens of meters away.

In the night sky, the weapon that had transformed from illusion to reality vanished once more.

Without a doubt, the ape harbored murderous intent. It came tonight with a sharp weapon, yet it held back, not out of restraint, but because Qin Ming had preemptively neutralized it.

Su Mohua was initially unaware that an incredibly terrifying figure had secretly arrived. It wasn't until she saw Qin Ming teleport several times that she realized a battle beyond her comprehension had begun.

"Want to try again?" Qin Ming asked.

"I had some enlightenment tonight and wish to seek fellow Daoists for discussion and verification. Would you be willing to grant my request?" A man's voice came with the cold wind.

"If you want to draw your sword, there's no need for words. Come here!" Qin Ming said.

If the other party harbors murderous intent and comes uninvited, how can things possibly end peacefully?

If Qin Ming hadn't possessed extraordinary telepathic abilities, this person would have already launched a fatal attack on him.

In the distance, a figure materialized, dressed in pure white robes that flowed gracefully in the night wind swirling with snowflakes. He was handsome and dashing, and he walked into the darkness.

This was an unfamiliar young man with long, sword-like eyebrows that reached near his temples. He had golden cross-shaped markings in his eyes, and his gaze was bright and piercing, like lightning flashing across his face.

Qin Ming sensed that this person was dangerous, but not as strongly as before.

"Ape?" He looked at the other person.

The young man in white did not answer the question, but smiled faintly and said, "I had an itch tonight and came uninvited. Please forgive me."

Qin Ming believed that this person was of the same origin as the Heart Monkey he had killed in the Divine Grief Plains, which was a strong spiritual connection.

"Which side are you on?" Wu Yaozu appeared silently, cutting off his escape route.

Xiang Yiwu, gripping the Vajra Pestle, stood on the courtyard wall, ready to unleash his strongest attack at any moment.

Clearly, both of them sensed the man's extraordinary and powerful nature.

"I'll do it myself," Qin Ming said. Tonight, he planned to meet this ape.

"Please!" the unfamiliar young boy, "Ape," said.

He took the lead and sped off into the distance, soon leaving the earthen city.

At this moment, a group of people followed, some of whom were visitors from outside the region, but most of them were a group of young prodigies from the sky.

Qin Ming walked steadily and calmly to the outside of the city, scanning everyone around him.

Tomorrow, Su Mohua will also have a duel with someone, a battle between geniuses. Tonight, someone will come to intercept Qin Ming. If they can severely injure both master and disciple, it would probably be something many people would be happy to see.

"Little Master!" Su Mohua was a little worried. She could naturally feel the atmosphere. This matter started because of her. Were these people prepared? Did they want to make her and her disciple suffer a big setback?
Qin Ming said, "Watch carefully, I'll show you how!"

His words were calm yet powerful, and his confident demeanor immediately resonated with many acquaintances.

Su Mohua quieted down, and her brows relaxed.

"Brother Qin's temperament is truly... aura!" Bai Meng muttered to himself. Actually, he wanted to say that this Brother Qin had a villainous aura, and he seemed familiar with him.

He and Qin Ming hit it off immediately and got along very well, so he couldn't bring himself to say those words.

"How arrogant!" someone whispered.

A group of young men and women from the sky frowned as they looked at the boy in the arena. They naturally hoped that Qin Ming would suffer a crushing defeat tonight.

A sudden storm arose, causing the snow-covered ground to tremble and collapse, followed by flying sand and stones, and snow particles shooting upwards into the sky, instantly turning the world into a vast expanse of white.

A great battle erupts between young powerhouses!
Without exchanging any extra words, the two attacked the moment they met outside Tu City.

The ape, with its white robes fluttering in the wind, possessed a refined and elegant appearance. It was an exceptionally outstanding young man, with golden light shining in its eyes and ethereal mist swirling around its entire body.

With a clang, a five-colored blade appeared in his hand, exceptionally sharp, like a celestial blade capable of cleaving the heavens, carrying a rich Daoist aura.

As it swept through the void, it seemed to destabilize the entire area. A vast expanse of blade energy tore the earth apart, leaving black fissures a foot or two wide spreading across the frozen ground. This horrified many, causing them to retreat. The mere presence of that invisible blade intent was enough to cause such a reaction in the frozen earth; what kind of pressure would those attacked feel?
Qin Ming's entire body was radiant with golden light, dazzling in the darkness, and a terrifying power was surging within him. He fought back with his bare hands, using the Diamond Sutra as his power.

His right palm, as if cast in gold and radiating a fiery light, struck the five-colored blade with a fierce blow, instantly producing a jarring sound of swords clashing.

The next moment, Qin Ming formed the Vajra Mudra, his black hair fluttering, and immortal patterns intertwined in his eyes, as if a wrathful Vajra had been resurrected. Every move he made carried a sacred aura.

In an instant, he clashed with the ape's five-colored blade dozens or even hundreds of times with his bare hands.

Qin Ming's flesh and blood began to transform into a golden body. When he unleashed the Vajra Seal, it produced a sound like a grand bell, and golden light surged and billowed in the area.

The five-colored blade in the ape's hand shone brightly, and its pure yang energy surged. In an instant, it cleaved through the night sky, as if it were about to slice through the clouds. The blade energy was intense and terrifying.

"hiss!"

Some people gasped, realizing only then that the five-colored knife was not a physical object, but rather a manifestation of spiritual light, and most importantly, it was condensed from five kinds of pure yang energy.

Many people's eyes changed. This white-robed youth was so powerful that it inspired awe. He had mastered at least five of the most advanced scriptures, all of which had produced pure yang seeds, which had merged and unified to form the Pure Yang Five-Colored Blade.

At the same time, a dazzling sun appeared behind the ape's head, illuminating all directions, like a deity reviving and about to descend to the mortal world.

The divine wheel behind his head radiated countless strands of divine light, empowering the five-colored blade and making it seem indestructible. Moreover, the divine wheel expanded and grew larger, aiming to suppress the opponent in front of him.

Clang!
Qin Ming conjured a vajra in his hand and slammed it into the five-colored blade. His Hunyuan energy burst forth like thunder. Faced with such a powerful enemy, he naturally would not hold back.

His entire body, from head to toe, was enveloped in heavenly light, as if bathed in immortal celestial fire, making him appear sacred and transcendent.

The vajra appeared in the temple, accompanied by the sound of bells, creating a strange scene, as if an ancient temple with a thousand-year history was taking shape with the light of the sky and crashing forward.

On the five-colored blade, several kinds of pure yang energy intertwined, eventually transforming into five large dragons that swept across the front.

Amidst the sounds of shattering, the roar of dragons, and the boiling of pure yang power and heavenly light, the two engaged in their first life-or-death confrontation, causing the frozen earth to sink and collapse, and dissipating the night mist beneath the sky.

Zheng!
The five-colored knife broke, the vajra shattered, and both men were left with nothing in their hands.

The ape, dressed in snow-white robes, had an expanded Great Sun Wheel behind its head, radiating terrifying light and flames. Its pure Yang power raged, crashing towards Qin Ming like a raging storm.

It's as if he's invincible from birth, protected by the pure Yang sun, and this terrifying power is boiling.

Qin Ming's eyes were deep, and he raised his left hand. Endless cold air surged forth, and with a crackling sound, it seemed as if he was going to freeze a hundred miles away. The ground beneath his feet and the void in front of him were covered by wind and snow and frozen into ice.

Qin Ming is using the "River Channel Classic" to try to release extremely cold energy in the water domain.

The white-robed youth was briefly covered by the mysterious ice, but it exploded in an instant, unleashing a torrent of intense pure yang energy.

In the distance, Helian Zhaoyu's pupils contracted as he realized that Qin Ming had displayed his ultimate skill.

In the arena, Qin Ming used Hunyuan Jin to manifest two forces: extreme Yin and extreme Yang. Yin mist rose on the left and flames raged on the right. Then, the Dharma image of Gonggong and the golden body of Zhurong appeared!
Helian Zhaoyu was stunned. He had followed the path of esoteric Buddhism and nurtured two great gods in his inner realm, but they were brought to life by the opponent who had brought him shame.
He was somewhat shocked. Could the legendary Hunyuan Jin really be said to be able to fuse anything? This opponent had actually stolen his skills and was now imitating the inner vision of a god's birth.

Behind Qin Ming, the Gonggong Dharma Image and the Zhurong Golden Body merged perfectly, and the Yin-Yang diagram, carrying divine aura, rotated before flying out and crashing towards the opponent.

The white-clad youth's expression changed slightly; his opponent was unleashing a powerful attack, determined to fight him to the death.

Without flinching, the divine wheel behind his head also flew out, and the pure yang sun blazed across the sky, colliding with the yin-yang deity with a deafening roar.

Under the long night, it was as if two comets that had pierced the sky had met, collided, and then exploded, illuminating the area as bright as day.

People were horrified; even though they were already standing far enough away, they were still so shocked that they involuntarily took a few steps back.

The group of teenagers from the sky were quite shocked. This battle was beyond their expectations, and Qin Ming was far stronger than they had imagined.

The Pure Yang Great Sun Wheel shattered, and the Yin-Yang Divine Spirit Diagram was torn to pieces. The two young powerhouses were both staring at each other and did not give up.

A cross-shaped divine pattern bloomed in the ape's pupils, and around it, fragments of the exploding sun rose up, each transforming into weapons such as knives, spears, swords, and halberds, each carrying the purest pure Yang power, and flying towards Qin Ming in an overwhelming manner.

The void exploded, the night mist burst open, and such a dense barrage of pure Yang weapons poured down, making everyone's scalp tingle. Anyone in the scene would be terrified.

Even before the weapons arrived, the terrifying killing intent and boiling pure yang energy caused the ground to crack open, and the powerful force pressed down, making those in the distance feel as if they were suffocating.

A spiritual field appeared outside Qin Ming's body, blocking all the weapons. Moreover, he used Hunyuan Jin to activate the "Geomagnetic Scripture" and fiercely swung his fist.

A thunderous roar seemed to erupt between heaven and earth, deafeningly loud.

His fist light was different from the past; it was thread-like, intertwining into the void. It was the geomagnetic lines shuttling through, merging with the sky light, densely packed, actually piercing through all the weapons manifested by pure yang power.

Qin Ming used his Hunyuan Force to activate the Geomagnetic Fist, and the massive amount of silk threads were everywhere, covering the white-robed youth and penetrating through him.

Immediately, many people exclaimed in surprise.

However, with white robes fluttering and a flash of light, the ape reappeared in the distance.

"Those are the ripples from the 'Avoiding Calamity Immortal Scripture,' which can avert all calamities and prevent all spells from harming the body!" someone whispered, recognizing the wondrous technique the ape was using.

In the past, on the Plains of Divine Devastation, that Heart Monkey had used a method to avoid calamity, but it was far inferior to that of the white-robed youth.

The ape walked forward, stepping across the frozen earth riddled with black cracks, facing the falling snowflakes. His entire body rippled with divine energy as he activated the Tribulation Avoidance Scripture.

At the same time, a furnace appeared between his eyebrows, hovering above his head, its flames blazing into the sky, seemingly an application of the "Subduing Heart Sutra".

Qin Ming's expression was solemn. This opponent was extremely powerful, a rare formidable foe. Now, he was using two legendary scriptures that protected the sect. If he didn't attack, all would be well; but if he did, it would be devastating.

With a clang, Qin Ming, dressed in black, produced a gleaming, dazzling blade in his right hand, formed from the primordial light of heaven.

The blade grew increasingly dazzling, resembling a sun manifested in the form of a long sword, releasing terrifying energy.

The ape seeks to avoid calamity, so that no law can harm it.

Qin Ming, on the other hand, followed the principle of simplicity, unifying all his methods into a single strike, employing the Heaven-Slaying Blade Intent.

Most importantly, the divine light within him was being drawn out and concentrated on his right hand, which was actually a wonderful application of technique.

This is the technique created by Tang Jin's teacher, the patriarch Li Wuwei who cultivated both paths—the God-Slaying Whip. It extracts seventy to eighty percent of the heavenly light from one's body and concentrates it into the whip in one's hand. When this extremely powerful strike is unleashed, the ultimate goal is to shatter even the gods.

Qin Ming applied his knowledge flexibly, drawing upon the light of the heavens from his entire body, but manifesting it as the Heaven-Slaying Blade, which he aimed to shatter all things, destroy everything in its path, and obliterate all obstacles!
Others might worry about their physical bodies being weak when using this method, but he has mastered the "Refining Body and Harmonizing with the Dao Scripture," making his physical body strong and exceptionally solid, thus giving him full confidence.

The white-robed youth was bathed in celestial light, with ripples spreading across his body as if they could extinguish all laws. He seemed to be standing in a pure land, while the blazing furnace above his head roared, as if it were imprisoning a restless monkey or refining a great medicine.

At this moment, he erupted, wanting to fight his opponent to the death.

Qin Ming was dressed in black, and the long sword in his hand was extremely bright, like a blazing sun rising on the horizon shrouded in night mist, illuminating all directions.

With a whoosh, he swung his sword out, unleashing a sword intent said to be able to sever even the heavens. It was incredibly awe-inspiring, the sword light soaring into the sky as if connecting to the highest heavens.

With a soft thud, blood splattered across the scene!
(End of this chapter)