Night without Borders

Chapter 400 Slaying Gods with the Physical Body

In the long night, on frozen ground, snowflakes danced in the cold wind. The young man in white retreated rapidly, blood gushing from his shoulder, the wound so deep that bone was visible. This blow had nearly severed his arm.

Moreover, the Heaven-Slaying Blade Light, seemingly connecting the nine heavens, was even more dazzling than lightning, pouring down from the night sky, and the boundless blade intent had not yet stopped.

The ape's entire right arm drooped down, and it moved through the night mist like a ghost. The ripples of calamity avoidance that were said to be able to extinguish all laws rushed wildly toward the blade light.

With a clang, Qin Ming sheathed his sword and stood still, pausing his attack.

His chest also had bloodstains and burn marks.

At the last moment, the treasure furnace hanging above the white-robed youth's head crashed down like a meteor, piercing through the body-refining and Dao-merging runes on his body and injuring him.

Qin Ming had always felt that his opponent was dangerous, and this bloody battle proved that this person was indeed exceptionally troublesome.

He was very confident that his strike just now could kill a genius of the fourth realm.

As a result, the boy in white not only withstood the attack but also launched a highly effective counterattack.

"The third realm is complete." Qin Ming frowned.

The fact that the ape is not in the fourth realm is somewhat frightening.

Even now, Qin Ming has a hard time finding an opponent in the third realm, but this opponent is able to fight him to a standstill, which is truly an anomaly.

The young man in white frowned deeply. In his view, this opponent was abnormal, an "outlier" far beyond the norm, whose cultivation level was lower than his, yet he hadn't defeated him immediately.

From a young age, he had always surpassed his peers in every aspect, and was unparalleled in the region. He had never been defeated until now, but tonight he was defeated by someone else.

Tonight, he didn't come for a friendly spar, but specifically to kill his enemy, and as a result, he himself was seriously injured.

Half of his body was stained red with blood, but the "Avoiding Calamity Immortal Scripture" was quite miraculous. Gentle ripples covered his body, and his drooping arm was reattached.

Many people were astonished. This true scripture really was as rumored, making the practitioner immune to all spells and able to recover quickly even from injuries.

Having such a technique in a life-or-death battle is like having one foot in the realm of invincibility.

The two took a deep breath and stared at each other again.

Only the sound of the cold wind remained in the surrounding fields. The group of teenagers from the sky all had solemn expressions, and no one spoke anymore; they all fell silent.

Su Mohua's eyebrows relaxed; she had a lot of confidence in this young teacher.

Externally, tangible ripples expanded outward from the white-robed youth's body. He used his pure Yang consciousness to create a spiritual field, and not just one, but multiple fields, which accumulated here.

He was well-versed in some rare and precious books, and at this moment, a Sumeru field appeared around him, accompanied by a Heavenly Demon Force Field, layer upon layer, which was quite terrifying.

Bai Meng's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he muttered to himself, "This bastard... could he be that little boy with the small nose and ears who was so ruthless to me back then?"

In that spiritual field, one after another, white-robed youths appeared. They clearly used the methods from the "Subduing Heart Sutra," which originated from the four-page jade book, also known as the "Subduing Immortal Sutra."

Qin Ming was also proficient in this method and saw that it was another wonderful application with countless variations.

His spiritual field was also released, evolving towards the legendary "celestial field," and combined with the "spiritual illusion field," a thick fog, with densely interwoven celestial patterns.

Moreover, black and white particles emanated from his body and surged into the spiritual field.

Everyone was stunned. He rarely used the same ingenious method twice. How many fighting techniques had he mastered?
"kill!"

"cut."

The two extraordinary teenagers launched another attack, fighting their opponents with all their might.

The clash of spiritual fields was like the collapse of the night sky. The brilliant runes burned, turning the night mist into flames. The Sumeru Field and the Immortal Field rose and fell like raging waves, crushing this place.

The permafrost crumbled and sank, illuminating the night sky. Two teenagers rode the wind, fiercely battling high in the air, like two young gods descending to earth to wage war.

They moved with lightning speed, striking the ground from the night sky and then rushing up distant mountain peaks. In the deafening clashes, large areas of the mountainside collapsed.

Qin Ming used Hunyuan Jin to activate the "Black and White Scripture". With each punch and palm strike from his left and right hands, a large number of black and white particles were carried, which had great destructive power.

With a series of soft popping sounds, many tiny wounds appeared on the white-clad youth's body, as he was pierced by the extreme yin and extreme yang particle streams, causing him considerable injury.

However, his "Avoiding Calamity Immortal Scripture" came into play again at a crucial moment, allowing him to recover quickly.

On the contrary, when he used the methods of the "Subduing Immortal Scripture", he was constrained because Qin Ming precisely blocked his "ever-changing" attacks.

The next moment, Qin Ming was like a black hole, frantically devouring his opponent's essence, energy, and spirit, drawing on pure Yang power as he circulated the "Withering and Flourishing Scripture".

A single thought can cause a decline or prosperity, exhausting the opponent while nourishing oneself; this is the domineering nature of this sutra.

Above the white-robed youth's head, the lid of the treasure furnace opened slightly, unleashing endless, scorching flames that burned the area, aiming to purify their opponent.

Both fought with all their might, unleashing a variety of deadly moves without regard for the consequences.

Qin Ming used the Golden Crow Holding a Blade technique, nearly slicing open his opponent's chest and causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Then, he used the Sun Immortal Sword Technique, causing a storm of sword energy to sweep across the area, with golden sword light everywhere, engulfing the entire snowfield and making the onlookers' hearts pound.

Qin Ming treated the killer moves from various classic texts as ordinary techniques and used them together.

The white-clad youth was not to be outdone. He combined five kinds of pure yang power to construct a treasure ship, stood on it, and wielded a pure yang halberd, charging forward to attack.

Two figures, accompanied by pure Yang power and primordial heavenly light, clashed fiercely, with flashing swords, roaring dragons and howling tigers, and a variety of techniques emerging one after another.

"Hmm?" The white-robed youth tensed up, and even the light that averted the calamity dimmed, unable to extinguish the strange phenomenon newly displayed by the youth opposite him.

Qin Ming's body was stained with blood as he unleashed his true power, fully activating the Hunyuan Force and fusing the Black and White Scripture with the Yin-Yang Sacred Fiend, thus revealing the true Tai Chi diagram.

He adds the finishing touches to the Yin-Yang diagram, showing the flow of the sacred Yin and Yang energies. He also displays the Golden Crow Shining at Night and the Great Thunder Cicada, among other things.

Boom!

The night seemed to have been pierced through.

The treasure furnace on the white-robed youth's head was already pitted and about to be pierced. Five great suns appeared on his body, the five yangs superimposed, which was quite terrifying.

Even so, he barely managed to withstand Qin Ming's attack. He was sent flying backward, his entire body bleeding profusely from the blinding sunlight.

"town!"

The white-robed youth was enraged. With a soft shout, a thunderous boom echoed as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, and a heavy scepter crashed down.

He originally intended to save the metal staff hanging high in the sky for a crucial moment to strike the enemy and turn them into mincemeat.

However, he is now somewhat unsure of his opponent's situation and fears that before the best opportunity arises, he himself will run into trouble and launch an attack prematurely.

The void twisted, and blinding light and fire blazed across the sky, like a meteorite crashing down. Qin Ming sensed it in advance and dodged away, but even so, he was still thrown away by the aftershock.

At the same time, the white-robed youth summoned the pitted and uneven treasure furnace and fully opened it, pouring out an incredibly rich pure yang energy.

His aura seemed to surge as well.

Originally, both of them were somewhat exhausted after fighting to this point, but now the white-robed youth was as energetic as a dragon and tiger, even better than at his peak, and his pure yang power was even stronger.

At this moment, five blazing suns overlapped around him, and he stood in the center, exuding a murderous aura. He pressed towards his opponent step by step, causing huge cracks to appear in the frozen soil and making the void tremble.

Qin Ming frowned. He had already exhausted himself. He originally wanted to win with a clever move, but now his opponent was going to crush him with boiling pure yang power. Unless he could escape, he had no choice but to tough it out.

He originally intended to unleash all the sacred spirits to conjure the wondrous spectacle of the Eight Saints descending to earth, but he abandoned that idea and decided to use his own fundamental scripture instead.

He used his Hunyuan Jin (primordial energy) to control all techniques, like the sun rising again from the darkness.

Using this true trump card has both advantages and disadvantages. If it hits the opponent, it will be terrifying and devastating. If it misses, it will waste a huge amount of daylight.

He hadn't used this move in a long time.

Today, he has finally been forced to this point.

"Hiss, is that the true essence of Hunyuan Jin?" "Count them, how many divine rings are there around his body? How many scriptures have he fused with?!"

All the spectators were thrilled.

In fact, Qin Ming had already concealed part of the divine halo; otherwise, it would have been even more conspicuous than it is now.

Each divine ring corresponds to a different power technique; their dense array sent chills down everyone's spines.

People were mesmerized. He was still in the third realm, yet he had already practiced so much Heavenly Light Force. Wasn't he afraid of prematurely reaching the end of the Silk Script, causing his flesh and spirit to explode?
At this moment, the white-robed youth's Pure Yang Treasure Furnace exploded first, and the five blazing suns around his body were pierced one after another. The terrifying Primordial Heavenly Light shattered all his defenses.

Even the divine light that averted calamity could not extinguish that heavenly light at this moment.

His body was pierced through, with many parts exposed from the front and back. The injuries were so severe that they were beyond repair; even his bones and internal organs were torn apart.

Qin Ming said, "Haven't you mastered the Subduing Immortal Scripture yet? You haven't even perfected the Tribulation Avoiding Immortal Scripture."

He stepped forward, his whole body bathed in the brilliant light of the sky. His energy was invincible, distorting the void and staining the long night with a sacred glow.

The white-robed youth coughed up a mouthful of blood. In his final moment, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the top of his head, and his pure Yang consciousness prepared to escape.

Many people have noticed that the two seem to have a past grudge, and tonight's match is not a friendly spar, but a fight to the death, which has now been confirmed.

Qin Ming's eyes were deep and profound. Within his physical body, the primordial light and his consciousness surged out of his body, wandering through the void. In an instant, he disappeared into the clouds to pursue his opponent.

However, on the frozen ground, the white-clad youth's tattered body suddenly gleamed with a divine light in his dim eyes. He charged towards Qin Ming, who was standing nearby, with a chilling aura.

His right hand was like a knife, ready to cleave this person in two. At the same time, his pure Yang consciousness, like a rainbow, transformed into thunder, striking out to shatter this terrifying anomaly.

Many people gasped in shock.

"Damn it, this ruthless bastard has no sense of propriety!" Bai Meng exclaimed. In his eyes, the white-clad youth was already one of the suspects who had beaten him.

Su Mohua turned pale and tried to rush over, but it was obviously too late.

Many people held their breath. At the last moment, the white-robed youth suddenly made such a move, attempting to destroy Qin Ming's physical body. For someone in the third realm, this was tantamount to cutting off all escape routes.

Without rare and precious materials to reshape his body, even if Qin Ming retains his consciousness, he will gradually wither away and die.

Perhaps only Wu Yaozu and Xiang Yiwu remained calm, because they knew their brothers' backgrounds well.

The white-robed youth's pure Yang consciousness was mostly dormant within his body, but now it suddenly erupted and attacked.

boom!
However, Qin Ming grabbed his right hand and snapped it with a cracking sound.

“You…” The ape’s pupils contracted.

Then, he felt his entire arm explode, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

To outsiders, Qin Ming did not use the Hunyuan Jin. Mysterious runes appeared on his body, intertwining, shining, and then quickly disappearing, yet he was still incredibly powerful, no weaker than the heavenly light.

In particular, the pure Yang consciousness light unleashed by the white-robed youth was actually shattered by Qin Ming's punch!

On its fist imprint, mysterious patterns flashed by.

The white-robed youth's pure Yang consciousness shattered, and he screamed in agony. At this moment, he wanted to split his consciousness and escape from this place.

Qin Ming's physical body moved with incredible speed, striking repeatedly, using his physical body to sever the pure Yang consciousness and shatter his already dilapidated body.

"This is... the 'Refining the Body and Uniting with the Dao' scripture of my esoteric sect, and he has actually mastered it to a certain level!"

The esoteric Buddhists finally realized what kind of methods Qin Ming was using.

Legend has it that if one can master this incomplete scripture to a high level, one can slay gods with one's own body!

"As expected, Qin Ming is actually a...divine seed of my secret sect!"

The white-clad youth was blasted apart by Qin Ming's bare hands, his spirit and body completely destroyed!

"The 'Subduing Immortals Scripture,' damn it..." At the last moment, he uttered these words indignantly, as if they were filled with resentment and hatred that were difficult to resolve.

In the pitch-black clouds, Qin Ming slew the other part of the white-robed youth's pure Yang consciousness, then swooped down and returned to his physical body.

The area fell into dead silence at first, then with a loud bang, the area outside the earthen city erupted into chaos.

Qin Ming collected the few broken relics left behind by the white-robed youth, intending to examine them carefully.

Bai Meng leaned closer and said, "Brother Qin, your methods are truly remarkable. I suddenly feel that the distance between you and my sister is not as far as I imagined."

Qin Ming was somewhat wary. Had the woman in red, Tang Yushang, arrived? If she was nearby, she would surely recognize him.

"Master!" Su Mohua was very excited and rushed over quickly.

"Come on, I'll help you practice." Qin Ming took the lead and walked back without stopping.

The city of Tucheng was far from peaceful that night; discussions filled the air.

Qin Ming temporarily shut out all of this, ignoring the noise from the outside world.

"Do you have any restorative medicine?" he asked.

"Yes!" Su Mohua nodded vigorously, now completely convinced of his abilities, regarding him as if he were a celestial being reincarnated.

Her eyes shone brightly, filled with both enthusiasm and respect.

Qin Ming said, "Go borrow some more from your sister."

"Ah, Master, you're seriously injured?"

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "No, you need it for your training."

Late at night, in the secluded room, Su Mohua let out a painful sound. Fortunately, this place was isolated from the outside world, otherwise it would be easy for people to overthink.

Qin Ming placed one hand on her fair forehead, using the Primordial Heavenly Light to purify her consciousness and spiritual light.

Finally, before him, the primordial light surged, like the sun stretching across the sky, manifesting as a divine furnace.

Qin Ming carefully guided a portion of Su Mohua's consciousness and sent it into the furnace, as if he were refining a golden elixir.

"Ah... um, it hurts..."

The process of refining consciousness and spiritual light into a golden core is extremely painful. Even with Su Mohua's strong will, she eventually couldn't hold on any longer.

Qin Ming said, "This is nothing, just the world's fire refining true gold. Once I start, I will refine myself at least a hundred times."

Su Mohua bit her bright red lips and nodded vigorously, indicating that she would persevere.

At this stage, her continuous process of purifying her consciousness and spiritual light is the best path for spiritual practice.

Qin Ming's approach was best suited to him, but for Su Mohua at this stage, it was like being tempered in hell, requiring his guidance and assistance.

Fortunately, he had already thoroughly understood the Silk Calligraphy and practiced it to a superb level. He had complete control over the Primordial Heavenly Light and there would be no accidents.

As night fell, the fire springs in the earthen city gradually brightened.

Su Mohua emerged from the secret chamber covered in sweat, seemingly exhausted. However, after a short rest and drinking the restorative medicine, she was refreshed and more energetic than ever before.

At dawn, she bathed and burned incense, changed into clean clothes, and when she stepped out of the room, her black hair fluttered, her skin was as smooth as ice and jade, and she once again became an ethereal fairy.

"Master!" she bowed to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Don't be nervous, go ahead and just perform normally."

Su Mohua was radiant, her fair and beautiful face filled with confidence and composure. She smiled sweetly and said, "Master has already set an example, so I will naturally follow suit!"

(End of this chapter)