Night without Borders

Chapter 444 Sword Demon Unrivaled
Above the nine heavens, the Sea of ​​Night Mist was pitch black.

Someone on the wooden boat whispered: "They say they'd like to ask for your guidance, but they immediately named Taiyi, Shachuan Thirty-Six Heavens, and others. Is this a sign of confidence, or is it a bit disrespectful?"

Many people nodded, agreeing with him, and felt that the person opposite them was arrogant and somewhat haughty.

Amidst the ink-black clouds, a challenge resounded once more from within the black tower that stood like a towering mountain peak, and it wasn't just one or two beings speaking.

"Friends of Yujing, we sincerely wish to learn from you and naturally want to spar with the most skilled people. What's wrong with us choosing Taiyi?"

"Since I wield a sword, I am naturally ready to challenge 'One Sword,' and I hope you will not hesitate to offer your guidance!"

……

Qin Ming stood still. He was mentioned repeatedly, which truly made it seem like "the military records are in twelve volumes, and every volume bears my name."

Someone from Yujing responded, "What level are they at? They're calling out the top players from each realm right off the bat?"

Immediately, someone chimed in: "Taiyi is the top of the rankings. He can suppress an entire realm with a single strike. His achievements are obvious to all. If you are confident, you can go to the Divine City Sword Fighting Stage to witness the splendor of that strike."

Many people nodded in agreement; Taiyi's dominance in the First Realm was indeed terrifying and difficult to shake.

"And there's the top-ranked swordsman, whose Pure Yang Sword Fiend is unparalleled, and whose sword dao principles are readily apparent. You ask yourselves, how many Saintly Fiends can you cultivate into your bodies? Where do you get the confidence that just anyone can take down the young sword immortal?"

On the Jade Capital side, many people spoke up, praising Taiyi, Yijian, and others highly.

Some people spoke from the bottom of their hearts, while others felt that most of the top-ranked people were Earth Immortals, and praising them in public was tantamount to gaining favor with the old monsters of the Seventh Realm.

Qin Ming is number one on all three lists, so there's no way to avoid mentioning him.

It's quite a strange feeling that he's admired for all his different identities.

He even discovered that Cui Qi was echoing this sentiment, praising "One Sword" lavishly.

Although both the Cui father and son were defeated by the Earth Immortal Old Monster "One Sword", this incident may well become a good story after it has been going on for a while.

A strange look flashed across Qin Ming's face. What expressions would Cui Qi and Cui Chonghe have when the truth is revealed in the future?
The towering structure, steep as a sword's edge, rises straight up and down, exuding a sense of oppression amidst the clouds and mist. Some creatures emerge from within, their shadowy forms barely visible.

"We are all young people, we can afford to lose, we are not afraid of defeat, what's wrong with challenging the top spot? Who doesn't want to be number one in a certain field? If we don't even have this kind of fighting spirit, what are we talking about as youthful spirit?"

"Are you all just old, decrepit seniors?"

Most of these creatures were dressed in black or red robes, covering themselves from head to toe. Some of them were quite large and did not resemble humanoid beings.

On the hundreds of wooden boats in Yujing, many people were speechless, truly stumped by the question. Among them were quite a few old monsters, who felt a pang of sympathy upon hearing it.

A highly ranked Earth Immortal spoke up: "Ha, how dare you say that? You, I'm talking about you, your face is so wrinkled it could trap a mosquito, and you dare to talk about youthful spirit?"

He developed a kind of divine eye, which allowed him to see the hidden true face of a man in black robes.

However, he also frowned, for there was indeed a group of young beings opposite him, all full of vigor and vitality.

In Yujing, many people laughed.

Some people joked, "So that's how it is, he's actually an old man."

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, he had taken the body of a scarecrow or a stone man, otherwise his weakness might have been discovered. The possession items provided by NewRank were truly remarkable.

"Since the top-ranked person is so arrogant and unapproachable, then let's find someone else. Celestial Immortal is here, can Bodhi Saint accept our challenge, and is Chang Xi willing to step down?"

"I hope to spar with the Celestial Venerable, the Giant Spirit God, and others!"

Overall, the creatures on the other side are very ambitious and only challenge the strong.

In the end, it was the magnificent black tower that spoke, suppressing the restlessness of the group, and directly sent a gray-robed man into the arena. He introduced himself, saying that he had ranked ninety-eighth in the competition of the third realm.

"I'll go!" From the Jade Capital side, a real young man spoke up, his spirits high, abandoning the small wooden boat and stepping onto the ruins shrouded in night mist.

Above the nine heavens, there lies a ruined land amidst the clouds, a former celestial paradise destroyed in the past.

Someone laughed and said, "This kid is ranked ninety-first in the third realm, easily surpassing the other side. He's trying to steal the credit."

An old man recognized him and said, "Hmm, a prodigy from Sky City. No wonder he ranks so high despite being a young man."

However, the outcome of the duel was unexpected. The gray-robed man cleanly and efficiently cast a spell, engulfing the spirited young man in a cold black mist.

In an instant, a dark block of ice appeared, and the boy's face was filled with despair and resentment. He was frozen inside, and cracks had appeared on his face and body.

The ice shattered, and the boy was torn to pieces.

The scene was silent; no one had expected this outcome.

A moment later, someone questioned: "How could someone with a lower ranking defeat a higher-ranked prodigy, and kill him on the spot? Was there any external interference?"

The gray-robed man spoke calmly: "Friends, I advise you not to blindly believe in rankings. Real battles are brutal. Don't take these lists and rankings as your source of confidence."

Why is that? Didn't he reveal his true strength when they were fighting to the death on the dueling platform?
For a moment, the scene fell silent.

Some people tried to resonate with Newrank and seek the truth from it.

“They come from beyond the realm, from an extremely distant place. The Daoist aura emanating from there is different from that of Jade Capital. They were constrained when they fought on the dueling platform before.”

Newrank responded that it gradually discovered that some people did not fit the local culture, so it slowly discovered those outsiders.

Now, the Black Tower has formed a special domain that allows them to harmonize with this world.

A voice on the other end of the line smiled faintly and said, "Friends of Yujing, now you should no longer think that our challenge against Taiyi, Tianzun, Changxi, and the others was too arrogant and presumptuous, right?"

Many people felt a slight unease, their faces showing solemnity.

Earlier, they readily agreed to fight against the foreign enemy, which gave them a certain psychological advantage, since most of the people ranked high on the new list had not disappeared.

This means that they have a significant advantage in a battle within the same field.

But now, they have learned of this hidden truth.

Then they thought of the Lord of Jade Capital, who was not in harmony with this world, yet had reached the pinnacle of the Second Realm. What a terrifying being he was.

In front of the Black Tower, someone smiled slightly and said, "To be honest, there are still quite a few people on our side who haven't shown up on the dueling arena yet. This is only the first time we've met you all."

On the hundreds of wooden boats, many people felt heavy-hearted, as the strength of their opponents might have exceeded their expectations.

Most importantly, the lineage behind the Black Tower is not afraid of Jade Capital. If these people are the core geniuses that this powerful force is focusing on cultivating, then they are terrifying.

It should be noted that none of them had ever entered Yujing; they were essentially left to their own devices.

The main problem is that Yujing has encountered a major issue. Over the years, it has lost contact with Sky City, let alone places like Yezhou and Dongtu.

Immediately, many people's eyes changed, and their earlier confidence disappeared.

"If this group of people comes from the ancestral court of that powerful force, then they are equivalent to the mysterious direct descendants cultivated in Yujing. Can we stop them?"

"Are any of the direct descendants still alive in Yujing? It's time for them to step in."

However, the reality is that Yujing was blown up, and no so-called direct descendants have emerged in all this time, so it is highly likely that no survivors were left.

A woman emerged from the Black Tower, her body shrouded in black robes, revealing a wisp of fiery red hair that resembled a rising flame. She transmitted her voice, saying, "I was once ranked eighty-ninth in the Third Realm, and now I wish to risk challenging a powerhouse ranked about fifteen places higher than me."

She broke through the black mist and landed on the ruins of the cave. After waiting for a moment, she asked, "Is there no one willing to accept the challenge?"

A small wooden boat carrying a young-looking man crossed the Sea of ​​Night Mist and soon reached the shore. He stepped onto the floating land, said nothing, and immediately began fighting the woman.

Unfortunately, after a fierce battle, he was clearly no match for him.

The woman held a death scythe taller than a person in both hands. With a swish, she severed the man's head, taking away his consciousness and spiritual light as well.

During this process, the new roster glows, trying to save the young man's life, but the black tower on the other side is also emitting a dark light, with abnormally violent fluctuations.

"Is this what you call a friendly sparring match? You've already killed two people." Crimson characters appeared on the new list, their Daoist aura surging powerfully.

The black tower, which had dozens of stories, emitted a Daoist aura and said, "Even in battles between fellow disciples, casualties are inevitable. If everything requires intervention, how can the order of a region function?"

In two consecutive matches, Yujing's side suffered defeats, and the dead were ranked higher than their opponents on the new list.

A voice spoke before the Black Tower: "Gentlemen, now that we are once again challenging the Realm Sect, One Sword, and the withered tree that has returned to spring, do you still think we are being disrespectful?"

The first gray-robed man to appear nodded in agreement, saying, "Actually, even I want to test the power of the sword demons from Jade Capital."

His public pronouncements were rather arrogant. After all, what was his ranking? Only ninety-eighth.

Clearly, he didn't think Yi Jian would fight him.

"I'll step down," Qin Ming said to Newrank.

He sensed that this mysterious new list was actually "hesitant to speak" to him, seemingly wanting him to take action. Since that was the case, he decided to take the initiative.

Since everything is already unavoidable, he might as well draw his sword sooner rather than later!

"Okay!" Sure enough, when Xinbang spoke with him alone, he was not reserved at all and agreed quite eagerly.

Qin Ming casually asked, "You know I have three identities. If my opponents challenge both Taiyi and the Realm Sect at the same time, how will I make my appearance?"

Newrank responded that after each competition, Qin Ming only needs to return, and everything will be taken care of.

Qin Ming was extremely serious as he gave it a final message: "Keep an eye on things for me, and make sure no terrifying scene of a mortal immortal being reduced to a deadly state occurs!"

...The gray-robed man's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected "One Sword" to actually come and personally intervene.

The ruins of the grotto-heaven hang high in the sky, surrounded by a sea of ​​black night mist. Here, two different Daoist auras intertwine, one originating from the Jade Capital and the other from afar, emanating from the Black Tower.

Qin Ming pondered, "Are the Daoist principles and rules different in different places?"
"please!"

Qin Ming spoke, then slashed out with his sword, deciding to deal with his opponent first.

The gray-robed man was horrified. Even if the Black Tower provided him with a Daoist aura that suited him, his ranking could not possibly rise significantly.

No matter what methods he used, and the black mist surged forth, it was all in vain, unable to stop the incomparably dazzling sword light.

With a soft thud, the gray-robed man was beheaded. The sword's aura was terrifying, like a scorching sun, tearing apart his mental field and severing his consciousness and soul.

With just one sword strike, Qin Ming ended the battle.

Before the Black Tower, a group of creatures stirred. The number one ranked young sword immortal was so powerful that it exceeded their expectations.

"As expected of someone who can pierce through thirty-six heavens with a single sword strike, he must be the leading figure of our sword cultivator lineage!"

On the Yujing side, many young people were incredibly excited and easily infected by the overwhelming battle scenes, unlike some old men who just squinted their eyes.

With a gentle flick of his Pure Yang Sword, Qin Ming brought the headless corpse back. Since leaving Black and White Mountain, his simple and pure nature had never changed.

He quickly examined the corpse; he was that simple and rarely wasted anything.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Qin Ming was shocked. It was just a habit, something he did on a whim, but he didn't expect to actually find something extraordinary.

A fragrant wooden box, once opened, emitted a greenish glow that made his palm almost translucent.

Among them was a brilliant leaf, crystal clear, as if formed from condensed green clouds. The veins on the leaf were clear, and even the petiole seemed to be finely carved from green diamonds, and it exuded a medicinal fragrance.

With a snap, Qin Ming quickly closed the lid, confirming that this was a rare and potent medicine!

Someone whispered, "No way, could that be the leaf of some kind of immortal tree? I can smell its faint fragrance even from this distance!"

The new list glowed, and words appeared, informing everyone that many of the creatures opposite possessed this rare leaf.

"They're most likely tender leaves from a celestial-level treasure tree!" an old monster exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Some of the older generation were very excited and said, "The medicinal properties of a single leaf may be limited, but there are many people on the other side. If we can collect more, it can extend our lives!"

Qin Ming initially judged that this kind of precious leaf could help him cultivate. If he could obtain a dozen or twenty leaves, he might be able to be reborn and his strength would reach a higher level.

Furthermore, his acquaintance, the old master Yu Gensheng who had taken good care of him, was nearing the end of his life and also needed this precious leaf to prolong his life.

In an instant, Qin Ming's eyes shone brightly as he stared at his opponents.

However, before that, he wanted to deal with the woman in the cave ruins who had a long red hair floating outside her black robe. Qin Ming said, "It's your turn."

The woman wielding the Grim Reaper's scythe had just decisively slain an opponent, but now, facing "one sword," her pupils contracted, and she involuntarily retreated.

She did not challenge this person, knowing full well that she was no match for him.

"Slay!" Qin Ming shouted. The opponent had already left the battlefield and had even killed members of his own camp, so he naturally wouldn't show any mercy. Standing on the battlefield, no one in the opposing camp was off-limits for killing.

"No!" The woman swung her black scythe and fought back fiercely. However, with a clang, the weapon, which was taller than a person, broke apart, and she was pierced through the forehead by the sword.

She fell backward onto the barren, rubble-strewn ruins and died instantly.

Someone in the back exclaimed, "Sword cultivators kill enemies so satisfyingly! One sword strike and they're gone. Just watching them is exhilarating. Their efficiency is incredible!"

"Don't you even know who that is!" someone shook their head. That was a young sword immortal who had reached the third realm making a move.

Before the towering black tower, the group of experts from afar all had cold glints in their eyes. Due to their different stances, the sword cultivator naturally became a villain in their eyes.

Qin Ming had already used his sword to bring the woman's body back, remaining true to his original intentions and keeping his simplicity to the end, and began to carefully search for her.

Soon, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the woman also carried a wooden box containing a vibrant green leaf, which shone brilliantly in the rosy light.

On the Yujing side, a group of old guys couldn't sit still any longer and wanted to join in.

"Who else?" Qin Ming asked, looking across at the other side. It must be said, this question was incredibly provocative, immediately stirring up a sense of shared indignation among many.

Qin Ming felt no guilt. The other party showed no mercy from the start, killing two people from his own camp first. Why should he be polite?
Furthermore, he was very fond of those rare medicinal leaves.

A man in black robes floated up and quickly arrived, landing in the ruins of the cave.

"One Sword, I am the Black Wizard..." the man solemnly introduced himself.

“Sword cultivators rarely speak before they strike. Slay!” Qin Ming interrupted him, his Pure Yang Flying Sword soaring through the air, flowing with dazzling five-colored baleful energy.

The black wizard was furious. He valued this battle highly and introduced himself, but his opponent ignored him. In an instant, the energy particles on his body boiled and roared as they hurtled towards the young sword immortal opposite him.

With a bang, the five-colored sword energy cleaved through the terrifying stream of particles, carving a path and reaching the black wizard.

With blood splattering everywhere, the Pure Yang Flying Sword sliced ​​through the Black Wizard's flesh with a soft "poof".

However, his body faded away and then reappeared beside him, as if his body had been reconstituted by mysterious particles.

"Hmm? Very skilled!" Qin Ming was surprised. If one sword was not enough, then he would unleash a second sword. He slashed the black-robed man six times in a row, and used the lightning attribute sword aura to pierce through the top of his head from high in the sky, finally killing his opponent completely.

"No wonder you dared to challenge me; you are indeed a strong person." Qin Ming gave him high praise; there was no need to belittle the other party since he had already killed him.

Soon, his expression darkened. He couldn't find the wooden box, and the priceless mysterious green leaf wasn't among the belongings.

Clearly, given the black-robed man's cultivation level, his status was not low, and he should also possess that kind of precious leaf.

"We risked our lives and made our way to the depths of the Night Fog World, but we couldn't even get close to that immortal tree. We could only wait for the divine magnetic storm to blow out some fallen leaves. We only managed to get a little bit after going through so much trouble. How could we possibly do this for you?"

In front of the towering black tower, a group of people, exuding murderous intent, were all staring at the young swordsman.

The Celestial Venerable, the Bodhi Saint, the ferocious beasts, and others could no longer sit still and all entered the arena, wanting to challenge the creatures opposite them.

However, those people mainly directed their hostile gazes at Qin Ming.

"Sword cultivators are seeking defeat; who else is willing to engage in friendly sparring?" Qin Ming asked.

He was not careless, because there must be a formidable opponent on the other side. Not to mention others, the "Lord of Jade Capital" alone was terrifying. Even when the Daoist principles were not in harmony, he had reached the top of the list.

"Roar!"

A terrifying dragon roar suddenly resounded throughout the heavens.

Before the tower, a colossal beast resembling a black dragon charged forward.

However, in Qin Ming's eyes, it was more like a giant lizard with the might of a dragon, its scales glowing and it looked quite ferocious.

Some whispered that it was indeed a dragon.

Qin Ming asked, "If you bring the Longevity Leaf to the duel, I promise I can spare your life."

The black dragon was enraged and roared as it charged forward, bringing with it a terrifying gale.

Qin Ming took a deep breath, his entire body radiating divine light. He slowly rose from the ground, hovering in the night sky, exuding an aura of otherworldly clarity.

At this moment, light emanated from beneath his feet, and three-foot-long green leaves appeared, supporting him so that he did not fall. He was unleashing the immortal sword intent of the "Scripture of Preserving Life," which was not recorded in words.

For thousands of years, no one among the many old monsters has been able to master this sword intent.

Clearly, it possesses immense power, even stronger than the fusion of several sword auras.

Qin Ming stood atop a green leaf in the void, his flying sword, condensed from pure Yang energy, transformed into a branch with tender buds, unleashing his sword intent.

He held a tender branch carrying a fresh scent and gently slashed it across the night sky. The enormous black dragon roared in pain and dodged at top speed, but in the end, one of its bloody wing was still severed off.

"Brother Yijian, please show mercy!" the great red dragon from Pugong cried out, actually pleading for mercy.

"Why?" Qin Ming asked.

The great red dragon lowered its stance and said, "Dragons are extremely rare. If you subdue it, please spare its life. I will be indebted to you for this great favor. Uh, it's a male dragon. Never mind, kill it!"

Once it gets close, it changes its mind faster than turning the pages of a book.

Qin Ming was dumbfounded.

When the black dragon saw the large red dragon that didn't look much like it, it was initially grateful to hear the other dragon plead for it. However, after hearing the following words, its entire dragon face turned black.

"If you have the Leaf of Immortality on you, it can save your life!" Qin Ming reminded him.

"I haven't been defeated yet!" the black dragon roared.

Behind them, a group of beings from beyond the realm gleamed with divine light. Some of the experts were already restless; if they were to lose again, they would feel utterly humiliated.

At this moment, some people radiated a blazing sun-like light, others nearly distorted the surrounding void with particle streams, and still others unleashed soaring sword energy.

"Hmm?" Qin Ming looked at the opposite side, where some people seemed to be condensing holy evil energy, which turned into mysterious particle streams.

He whispered, "Very good, the Longevity Leaf and the Sacred Fiend are both things I need, which can enhance my cultivation!"

(End of this chapter)