Night without Borders

Chapter 405 The City of Gods
This is the Tushita Palace.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Especially Li Qingyue, who possesses the damaged Bagua Furnace. The spirit of the artifact has mentioned the Tushita Palace to her more than once and urged her to set off. Could it be that she has come to this place today?
But how could that legendary land, comparable to the Jade Capital and surpassing the celestial realms above the nine heavens, standing apart from the world, have fallen to the ground?

Qin Ming, Xiang Yiwu, and others all felt that these rubble stones might be remnants left by ancient buildings.

Li Qingyue pressed for details, asking where exactly she was. She wanted to communicate with the vague consciousness within her.

In the pitch-black night, many stones were scattered, some no bigger than a palm, others as large as a reclining ox, each capable of conveying simple words.

"Fire burns the nine heavens, you are... Tushita Palace..." A slightly larger stone emitted a faint, primal wave of consciousness.

Xiao Wu said, "Sure enough, I knew it. There was a problem with the previous communication. When I asked it where it came from, it ended up explaining Sister Qingyue's background."

They all breathed a sigh of relief. If this place were the Tushita Palace, it would be absolutely terrifying!
If even that legendary place has fallen to the ground, it's as if a large part of the sky has collapsed, making people feel that the heavens have fallen.

In the distance, someone spoke up: "This is just a wilderness in the darkness. If there's anything special about it, it's that it's outside the radiation range of Yujing and far enough away from our Yezhou that there might be no upper limit."

Many people in the vicinity have discovered "strange stones".

However, Li Qingyue, Jiang Ran, and the others felt that since they could recognize the flames of the Tushita Palace, these scattered stones must have some significance.

Despite the communication barrier, the group was very patient and continued to communicate.

"The stones beneath the ancient capital's gates are now scattered in the dust, unknown to anyone."

These words immediately tensed Xiang Yiwu, Xiao Wu, and the others, indicating that this incident was no less significant than the fall from the Tushita Palace.

Qin Ming went directly to resonate, wanting to trace the essence of this place.

He saw towering flames, the magnificent buildings high in the sky being torn apart, burning with blood, like shooting stars falling into the darkness.

Are these strange rocks on the ground fragments left behind in the mortal world after the "Divine Capital" fell apart?

Unfortunately, even with stones scattered all over the ground, their consciousness was too simple and primitive. Qin Ming could only capture scattered images and see only a corner of the past.

They have been erased from their original form by unpredictable rules, and there is no strong emotion to resonate with them.

This is just a corner of the capital city, fallen from the outer world to this place, but it is of great significance. Qin Ming and his companions are full of expectations and want to explore it carefully.

They ventured deep into the dense forest, hoping to find even more extraordinary remnants of the divine capital.

This forest is vast and boundless. Although it has no shortage of fire springs, most of them are underground, so the light is very dim, as if you are traveling in the middle of the night.

"A vine as thick as a water vat, did you see that?" Xiang Yiwu found it outrageous. How many years had it grown?
There are also densely packed trees, some hundreds or even thousands of meters tall.

When Wu Yaozu thought he had finally found some small trees several meters tall, he discovered that it was just a patch of weeds.

Jiang Ran said, "The spiritual energy that collapsed from the capital truly nourished all things, but it's strange that none of them became spirits."

Li Qingyue said, "It's due to the rules here."

Xiao Wu laughed and said, "Could it be that the capital is too domineering and does not allow spirits to form on its ruins?"

In the night sky, some leaves drifted down, some larger than the bed frame—a truly exotic sight.

Qin Ming warned, "Be careful. If we encounter a living creature, such as a ferocious monster, it might be enormous, with just one toe covering us."

Half an hour later, Jiang Ran and Li Qingyue both looked serious; someone was following them.

It wasn't that they sensed it themselves, but rather that their special weapons were issuing a warning.

From this perspective, it's somewhat dangerous; the person behind them might be more powerful than all of them combined.

"No problem. Even if he's an old bastard who doesn't follow the rules, we'll make sure he doesn't leave alive this time!" Jiang Ran said.

Li Qingyue's expression also turned cold. She took out the Eight Trigrams Furnace and secretly communicated with Jiang Ran. Both of them possessed special weapons and were preparing to fight back.

A moment later, the two disappeared into the darkness and, following the spirit's instructions, groped their way in the opposite direction.

"Why do I feel like the three of us are the ones living off women?" Qin Ming said.

Wu Yaozu corrected him seriously: "Brother Ming, you're the one eating. The two of us are just getting free drinks and benefiting from your generosity."

"Someone is approaching!" Qin Ming suddenly turned around.

The darkness in the distance gave him a bad feeling, as if a master had locked onto them.

In the damp night wind, several ghostly figures approached silently.

"After leaving Yujing, in this unknown wilderness, some people no longer suppress their true nature!" Qin Ming reminded them solemnly.

A leaf several meters long drifted down, and suddenly, Qin Ming slashed upwards with his sword, illuminating the night sky like lightning, shattering the enormous leaf. A figure swiftly moved sideways, then instantly swooped down.

Then, from behind the towering tree hundreds of meters high, five more figures appeared, all rushing into the arena at lightning speed, their killing intent undisguised. Each of them was either wielding a spear, carrying a knife, or fighting bare-handed.

As soon as they exchanged blows, Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine. These people were not teenagers, but young men, all of whom were ruthless and vicious!

Wu Yaozu let out a strange cry on the spot, his blood and qi churning as he encountered a strong, middle-aged master in his thirties with a full beard.

“I’ve never seen these people in Tucheng before!” Xiang Yiwu said, staggering backward with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

On the spot, he used his trump card—living reincarnation!

This time, he was even more astonishing than before. The sky was filled with light, and a tall and majestic figure emerged from the wonder behind Xiang Yiwu, breaking free from the millstone, approaching reality, and then directly merging with him.

In an instant, Xiang Yiwu's aura surged dramatically, radiating light from head to toe.

"Ugh!" Xiao Wu coughed up a mouthful of blood. He was shocked and furious. He said, "Damn it, are you trying to force me into the fourth realm?" He was about to go all out and unseal himself without regard for anything else.

Suddenly, the jade pendant hanging on his chest shone brightly. This time, unlike before, the golden light it emitted was so rich and intense that it seemed to melt away, and his grandmother appeared.

"Grandma!" Wu Yaozu's eyes welled up with tears, which almost rolled down his cheeks. He hadn't seen his grandmother for over a year, and at this crucial moment, she had "appeared" again.

The kind old lady, transformed from Jinxia, ​​slapped the burly man with a full beard to pieces.

Both Qin Ming and Xiang Yiwu's faces twitched as they watched.

On the other side, Qin Ming himself had already unleashed his full power, pushing his cultivation to its limit, employing the scriptures on silk, and controlling all laws. Layers upon layers of wondrous phenomena appeared around his body, with golden crows soaring through the sky and black and white particles boiling...

Furthermore, he took out the rag and wrapped it around his fist. He didn't possess any terrifying weapons that could liquefy, but this rag was slightly special, capable of amplifying his attack power. Instantly, the expert who was charging at him felt a sharp pain in his palm, as if the sunlight had torn his flesh apart, leaving his entire palm covered in blood, exposing his white finger bones.

This is not Yezhou. When you meet in the outer regions, it's always a matter of life and death. There's no such thing as sparring. Regardless of friend or foe, everyone uses their strongest methods to kill their opponent right away!

On the other side, a middle-aged man groaned.

"Try my Three Burial Force!" Three-colored divine light burst forth from Xiang Yiwu's large palm-leaf fan, blocking the man who had been suppressing him and forcing him back.

This is a mutated version of Tathagata Force, a more powerful Heavenly Light Force, and it is most suitable for him.

"Try my Four Burial Forces again!" Xiang Yiwu shouted, his large palm-leaf hand reaching forward like a roc's claw, tearing off his opponent's forearm with a soft "poof".

Even someone as familiar as Wu Yaozu was dumbfounded, feeling as if he didn't recognize him anymore.

Qin Ming was shocked. Was this still Xiang Yiwu? Why did he see the shadow of an unparalleled master in him?

"I live to reincarnate, not only to pave the way for the new system, but also for cause and effect!" Xiang Yiwu's voice was deep. In several collisions, he used the Four Burial Forces to shatter half of his opponent's body.

Wu Yaozu was overwhelmed with emotion and had an impulse to stop pretending and hone his skills, to walk the world with his true identity and express his true feelings.

However, at the last moment, he restrained himself and watched as his grandmother smashed his opponent to pieces.

With a bang, Qin Ming used his strongest chaotic energy to shatter his opponent into pieces, with blood and broken bones flying everywhere in the forest.

Six able-bodied men arrived, initially thinking they could easily take down three men, but in the end, they all perished, their bodies covered in blood, with severed limbs scattered on the ground and trees.

Qin Ming was originally very worried about his two good brothers, so he even used rags. He didn't expect that they each had their own methods. Regardless of whether they relied on external objects or not, they quickly defeated their opponents.

Jiang Ran and Li Qingyue had returned sometime earlier and had obviously already dealt with their opponents.

Without a doubt, the opponents they encountered were extremely strong and of a higher level; they would not have been able to sense them in advance without the warning of special weapons.

“These are two groups of people, coming from different directions, both wanting to hunt us.”

They were certain that they had never seen these people in Tucheng.

At first, Qin Ming suspected that these thugs might be people from the Eastern Lands with whom they had had conflicts.

Then they wondered if the other party was actually from this forest, and not one of the opponents they had imagined.

As they were examining the body closely, suddenly, flames erupted ahead, and then a large mountain nearby shook violently and collapsed toward them.

"Hiss, that's not a mountain, it's a creature!"

It was shaking, and soil and rocks were rolling down. It was a monster with a slightly raised back. Its full appearance could not be seen because its back was covered with grass and trees. It was so huge that it was obviously not moving for many years.

Of course, it doesn't have towering trees hundreds or thousands of meters tall; it's covered in low shrubs and thorns, but that's still terrifying.

Moreover, its body is covered with terrifying spines that pierce through the soil, making it appear fierce and ferocious.

It was the terrifying flames that suddenly appeared in the distance that awakened it.

Qin Ming, Xiang Yiwu, and the others began to run wildly away from this place. This huge monster could break mountains and crush ridges. Although it did not emit any spiritual light, its physical strength alone was enough to crush them into mud with a single claw.

"This is..." Li Qingyue suddenly floated up, the Eight Trigrams Furnace autonomously revived, turning into wisps of holy light rain that covered her body, and then, without giving her time to react, carried her towards the distant firelight.

Qin Ming turned around, wanting to chase after her, but Li Qingyue left too quickly. With a sudden sound, she pierced through the night fog and disappeared like a dazzling rainbow.

"Something's wrong!" Jiang Ran's body glowed slightly, her skin was translucent, and her special weapon had also been activated, but the target was not the area of ​​fire.

"What's wrong with you all?" Qin Ming asked.

Jiang Ran quickly explained the situation, saying, "We just encountered a powerful enemy who used special weapons. It's probably because we resonated with some mysterious things in the ruins of the capital."

She hadn't yet taken flight into the night sky, but she had already heard a distant, calling voice.

"Mysterious Maiden, Jade Consort..." she whispered.

With a whoosh, a nine-colored fairy robe covered her body, lifting her up and accompanied by a shower of light, as if she were flying. She disappeared into the night sky and quickly vanished into the distance.

The colossal beast, its back laden with earth, rocks, thorns, and bushes, had remained motionless for years; it was not drawn by the terrifying flames, but was fleeing.

Qin Ming and his companions avoided its path, and amidst a rumbling sound, it plunged headfirst into a distant abyss, after which the forest fell silent.

However, the distant flames and the colorful clouds further away are so striking that they have not yet been extinguished.

Qin Ming muttered to himself, "Years ago, when the capital city collapsed, a corner of it fell to this place, and some power within it seemed to have awakened the Eight Trigrams Furnace and other things."

Could it be that the former owners of those special weapons had participated in the war?

He couldn't help but examine the rag in his hand; it was indeed useless, offering no response here.

"You are also made of various exotic metals, so why are you so... useless?" Qin Ming sighed.

Suddenly, his body jolted as the tattered cloth moved violently, nearly throwing him off balance. If the adhesive force hadn't kicked in at the crucial moment, he certainly wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"Brother Ming, are you flying away too?" Wu Yaozu's eyes widened.

Xiang Yiwu was also dumbfounded; his own brother had already gone to heaven!
The tattered cloth remained still and shimmering, but it had already disappeared into the night sky. Qin Ming, clutching it tightly, was lifted off the ground and flew towards the unknown distance.

"Old Bu, don't be angry. If you're feeling stifled, hurry up and say a few words to me!" Qin Ming was a little flustered, not knowing whether it was angry or trying to escape.

This territory carries some of the power scattered from the capital, and it may be strange; it's really not suitable for such reckless rampage.

As the night wind blew by, Qin Ming had already followed it for dozens of miles.

At this moment, he was high in the air, caught in a dilemma, and dared not let go.

Ahead, the fog grew thicker and thicker, until finally, one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

Then, Qin Ming felt the tattered cloth descending, and all around him was darkness. This feeling was as if his true body was falling into a mental hell.

Finally, he passed through the unsettling fog, and ahead lay light, which was so bright and gentle.

Qin Ming's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. Even though he had not personally experienced the Age of Light, he had already realized that it must be the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)