Night without Borders

Chapter 473 Dominate the world
Yujing is majestic and magnificent, with rough, pitted city walls bearing the mottled marks of history.

"Do you want to go in and die?" Huang Luo, with his umbrella, clearly warned.

"Of course I don't want to go in!" Qin Ming had already let go, but he was still brought here by Old Bu. He was afraid that he would appear in the city at any moment.

He was deeply disturbed, never expecting to be teleported to the legendary land.

Sure enough, Old Bu once again carried him into the air, slowly rising into the sky.

During this process, Qin Ming deeply realized his own insignificance, as well as the majesty and grandeur of Yujing.

It seems to have stood here since the beginning of time, encompassing all things. Standing close by, the city walls on both sides stretch endlessly, and looking up, the vast outline of the battlements blends seamlessly with the horizon.

However, occasionally, the giant city would sway slightly, its shape truly resembling smoke and mist, floating and swaying in place, its outline distorted—a truly astonishing sight.

Each brick and stone of the city wall looks like it was polished from a stone mountain. Despite its vastness, the place seems like a rootless duckweed, making it all the more bizarre.

With the wind whistling in his ears, Qin Ming felt as if he were ascending to heaven. Finally, he reached the top of the battlements and looked inside. His mind was in turmoil, and he felt as if he was about to disintegrate.

Because the entire city was filled with chains of law, crisscrossing and far larger than any he had ever seen or personally confronted before. They were the embodiment of rules and the tangible form of order.

"Brother Bu, as you can see, this place is not suitable for me..." Qin Ming transmitted his voice. Earlier, he was the one who took the initiative to hold onto Old Bu and not let go, but now the roles have reversed.

He didn’t understand why this was happening. Had it provoked the rag’s rebellious nature?

"Senior Bu, please wait a moment, I... Old Bu." Qin Ming was enveloped by the faint light of the strange golden cloth and suddenly entered the city. He couldn't delay any longer.

The Tower of Babel, the Golden Palace, the Ten-Colored Ice Mountain... the city is like a dream, with magnificent buildings and incredible wonders that come to life.

……

In the heavens, Zou Qinghui, the master of Xingchen Mountain, was heartbroken. He personally examined his most valued disciple, Xiang Hong, and confirmed that he was indeed ruined.

"My Star Mountain's five hundred years of accumulation has collapsed in an instant, and the future is worrying!" He spat out a mouthful of blood; this was his true successor.

Those who accumulate seven days are destined for greatness, regardless of where they are or what era they live in. If nothing unexpected happens, and the circumstances allow, once the world is reopened, Xiang Hong will surely become a celestial being.

“Master, I have switched to the path of Earth Immortal. I may become a Celestial Immortal in the future.” Xiang Hong’s pure Yang consciousness was dim, and cracks covered his body from head to toe, with “pure Yang blood” flowing through it.

Earth Immortals have altered their life form, almost locking in their upper limit. While breaking through to the Celestial Immortal realm isn't entirely impossible, the difficulty is comparable to an insurmountable chasm.

As for those who accumulate eight days, even if Xiang Hong were not deposed, he would never even dream of that legendary level.

"It hurts so much!" In the sky, on another old mountain peak—Heavenly God Ridge, several old earth immortals roared, their faces full of sorrow after returning from the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain.

The living essence of their lineage, the old masters, was eroded by the night fog sea after the iceberg cracked open. The last bit of vitality remaining in their physical bodies withered away, and all hope of revival was lost.

At the same time, the old palace master of Lei Ze Palace also burst into tears, for the second coffin that had unexpectedly appeared in the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain contained his great ancestor.

"Those wild immortals on the ground must be taught a lesson!" an earth immortal shouted sternly, his body trembling with grief and anger.

"In a single day, the winds and clouds above the nine heavens changed drastically. The Pure Land was breached, those who had accumulated seven days of power were crippled, and even the old seniors who had feigned death were robbed. If they are not punished with thunderous measures, what will become of the prestige of the former officials of the Jade Capital?"

High above, even the highest-ranking officials lost their composure.

Previously, they played chess, enjoyed tea, drank wine, and lived a leisurely and detached life, seemingly carefree and serene. Now, their faces are ashen, and they no longer possess any of their former detachment.

Their chests felt tight, their hearts were filled with pain, and all sorts of misfortunes came one after another.

In Zixiao Cave, on a sickbed, the emaciated Zhuo Kun roared, "Are you all insane?"

High-ranking officials from various former subordinates, including those from Xingchen Mountain, Lei Ze Palace, and Tian Shen Ridge, gathered to invite him to come out of seclusion, suppress the "lower realm," and purge those wild immortals who dared to rebel against Heaven.

Zhuo Kun glanced at them and said with a stern face, "Do you want to betray your master and ancestors? If I were to be born, I would decay faster and be devoured by heaven and earth. I would surely die within half a year."

However, he was quickly persuaded and actually nodded in agreement.

It's all because these people have given too much.

Zhuo Kun asked, "You still have the 'Dao Liquid' refined from the main root of the Great Dao Tree? Did you break the rules by severing the tree root?"

Zou Qinghui, the lord of Xingchen Mountain, said, "Each family has some savings from the past. We have pieced them together and prepared half a jar for you, senior. This will ensure your safety and may even reverse the decay."

In addition, he took out the killing formation diagram, presented it to him personally, and lent it to him for conquest and to keep as a protector.

The old master of Lei Ze Palace then handed over a Thunder Mace with both hands, fully arming the sick old man.

In addition, the old strongholds such as Tian Shen Ling and Piao Miao Feng have also lent out rare treasures and powerful weapons. Now, the "wild immortals" on the ground are their common enemy, and if they are not pacified, something terrible will happen.

Today, they have been repeatedly humiliated and suffered heavy losses; such grudges must be settled immediately.

"Senior, please sweep away all the rebels within half a day and forcefully kill them to restore peace to the land. We must not let them wreak havoc on the world again."

Zhuo Kun nodded and said, "Yes, don't worry, we will soon be able to cleanse the world and restore peace to the land."

He drank some of the "Dao Liquid," and his flesh and blood immediately became fuller, no longer emaciated, and even shimmered with a radiant glow, and his complexion became much rosier.

Not long after, a group of people saw Zhuo Kun off.

……

The Heaven-Stabilizing Divine Stake, newly stained with the blood of four Earth Immortals, became even more radiant, with even some previously hidden special patterns flowing out from within.

"This set of powerful weapons is truly a treasure. It grows stronger with each battle and is best suited for experiencing large-scale battles and being tempered by the blood of enemies. In the distant past, they must have had a glorious reputation. Unfortunately, with the passage of time, after being unearthed from the ground, no one in this era knows their past."

A group of seasoned masters and immortals knew when to stop and decided to leave.

They landed on the ground immediately, and this time without looking back, they decisively and cleanly drove away.

However, they did not separate for the time being, because the thirty-six divine stakes were still of great use. If any unforeseen circumstances arose and they were traced back to the source, they could work together to activate them for the final battle.

Some people lamented, "It's a pity that while we were fighting fiercely outside the heavens, the Jade Capital remained calm. It is indeed still undergoing Nirvana and is completely isolated from the outside world."

……

Zhuo Kun, surrounded by auspicious clouds, wearing a golden divine robe and standing on a nine-colored lotus platform, descended from the high heavens to the earth. Auspicious scenes swirled in the night sky, brilliant light rained down, and the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing could be heard.

The pitch-black night sky was illuminated by him, as if the sun and moon had reappeared and the stars were arranged in order. Many experts on the ground couldn't help but look up, and immediately felt a terrifying pressure from that sacred aura. The more they stared at the sky, the more their hearts trembled.

"Even when the four great Earth Immortals, Nian Songhe and Mu Cangwu, descended to the ground, there was no such terrifying fluctuation of Dao aura. Who is that person?"

On the ground in Yezhou, some Grandmasters, dragging their ailing bodies, felt deeply incredulous. Could it be that there were beings who surpassed Earth Immortals in the current environment?

Even though they were so far apart, that person was still in the night sky, yet by igniting a storm, he shone like the sun, illuminating everything and inspiring awe.

"The divine lord, out of compassion for all living beings, awoke from his slumber, and traveled the mortal world to slay demons and monsters."

Above the night sky, celestial music rose and lingered over the earth. This was definitely a top-level technique of the immortals, far surpassing all kinds of sonic wonders, and it could purify people's thoughts.

If this wondrous method is practiced to a high level, even when facing a massive army or the people of a single city, one can use this divine music to educate, cleanse evil thoughts, and purify one's essence, energy, and spirit.

Clearly, Zhuo Kun was not the only one born.

Behind him followed eight Earth Immortals, a terrifying force capable of destroying any powerful individual or large organization on the ground who dared to raise their sword to the sky.

Almost every "old stronghold" dispatched a top-tier Earth Immortal to assist Zhuo Kun in sweeping across the land. This time, they were serious and wanted to unleash the might of Heaven.

Zhuo Kun wore a crown and was extremely majestic. His golden robe, embroidered with celestial dragons, shone like the sun. A thunder mace hung at his waist, with lightning crackling and filling the void.

Above his head, a killing formation diagram was rotating, making him a treasure of the sect from head to toe.

Even if one were to be armed like a celestial being, they could instantly become an unparalleled master, able to look down upon the world.

Moreover, Zhuo Kun was now exuding a faint pressure that surpassed that of an Earth Immortal, looking down at the crowd as if he had returned to his peak state.

"In such an environment, a half-step Celestial God can rule the world!" he muttered to himself. This feeling was wonderful. His decay was being reversed. This trip not only did not harm his body, but also benefited his essence.

Zhuo Kun and the eight Earth Immortals descended upon the Great Rui Imperial City, immediately causing a sensation throughout the city, and the capital was shrouded in auspicious signs.

There were dragons circling, five-colored phoenixes spreading their wings and chirping incessantly, and golden lotuses blooming in the night sky—these were special celestial scenes revealed by the earth immortals.

The royal family of Da Rui immediately knelt down to show their submission.

Where are those demons who defied the heavens?

On that day, wherever Zhuo Kun went, it was as if a god was on a procession. No one dared to disobey him, and all the major organizations bowed their heads, mainly because they could not resist him.

The eight earth immortals were all chanting the true scriptures, and the tangible characters were truly manifested in the void, shining brightly. Everyone seemed to be purified, and many ordinary people even took the initiative to kowtow devoutly.

Zhuo Kun used a treasure mirror to trace back to the ancestral master group, as well as the Dog Sword Immortal and the Sage, and set off from Da Rui towards the border region of Ye Zhou.

Along the way, every time they passed through a place, countless people would worship them.

During this period, they specifically "purified" some major churches.

If the higher-ups of each faction had not made thorough preparations and transferred their direct disciples in advance, many people would have suffered serious mental problems from their "indoctrination" alone, gradually becoming in awe and degenerate, and ultimately obeying them.

For example, a rogue grandmaster was discovered in a city by Zhuo Kun and eight earth immortals who flew in. He was immediately "purified" and then worshipped them, voluntarily wanting to ascend to heaven.

Zhuo Kun was like the blazing sun overhead, and countless people worshipped him.

On this day, he looked down upon all living beings, forming an unassailable domain.

He was incredibly powerful, and was about to pursue them out of Yezhou. His radiant light dispelled the darkness along the way, like a god descending to earth, intimidating all demons.

……

Jade Capital, hazy like a gathering of light and mist, swaying uncertainly, yet it manifests rules capable of suppressing earth immortals, with densely interwoven divine chains.

At first, Qin Ming's heart sank, thinking that his body was about to be torn apart or shackled, but nothing happened.

Old Bu no longer radiated light, but instead emitted a layer of mist that enveloped him, as if he were completely isolated from the rules and wonders of the Jade Capital.

Old Bu rushed past, leading Qin Ming straight to the magnificent altar.

Sure enough, there was a piece of strange gold cloth, enshrined at the highest point. It was only the size of a palm, simple and unadorned, dull and without any remarkable features.

However, when Qin Ming opened his newborn eyes, he discovered a shocking scene: the piece of cloth opened up a passage, from which various smoke-like and misty "scenery" flowed outwards, surging towards the city and converging on the various scenes.

He could hardly help but be shocked. The entire Jade Capital, including the city walls, the Tower of Babel, and the Golden Palace, had actually "flowed" from that passage. What kind of place was on the other side, and what was the situation at its source?
Qin Ming believed that without Lao Bu's protection, he would have died the moment he entered the city, pierced and crushed by those chains of divine rules, let alone facing such a terrifying passage, he would not have been able to even get close.

"Old Bu... Senior, why did you bring me here?" He was filled with mixed feelings and had no idea what to do. He was facing the true "source" of Yujing, and the danger of its collapse was ever-present.

To everyone's surprise, the raged figure broke its silence and actually responded to him, its faint fluctuations brief and direct: "Identity."

Qin Ming was taken aback. What was his identity? Suddenly, he remembered his trip to "Earth Moon," where he had obtained the identity of Old Cloth's "temporary owner."

What kind of binding force could this possibly have? He realized that he had previously underestimated this title, which seemed to carry considerable weight.

At the very least, when Old Bu comes here for a "date," he needs to bring him along.

Suddenly, the golden cloth rushed towards the passage on the altar. Even though Qin Ming was covered by a thin mist, he felt his soul tremble and his mental field was about to shatter.

One can only imagine how terrifying that passageway leading outwards through the various scenic spots of Yujing must have been.

"Old Bu, calm down!" Qin Ming followed passively, afraid that Yi Jinbu would lead him to the other side of the passage, a place of unpredictable mystery and unimaginable danger.

"Incredible, let's go take a look!" However, the yellow umbrella that had previously given a warning and then remained sullen all the way here was no longer nervous. Instead, it became excited, thrilled, and full of anticipation, as if it wanted to plunge into the passage on its own initiative.

……

On this day, a sudden and violent tremor shook the heavens!

Even on the ground, one could clearly feel that the night sky had been torn apart, with endless halos of light expanding, and sacred radiance shining through the dark clouds.

Moreover, the blurry outline of Yujing emerged, as if weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

High above, the leaders of those old mountain strongholds were all horrified.

On the ground, Zhuo Kun, who reigned supreme, looked up at the sky and his face turned deathly pale. He suddenly ripped off the crown on his head, jumped off the nine-colored lotus platform, and knelt down with a thud, his body trembling uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)