Night without Borders

Chapter 494 A Thousand Cicadas Sing in Harmony, the World is Quiet

Cui Chongxiao adopted a tough stance, standing outside the arena and shouting at them.

Before the battle, his pressure was a form of psychological intervention, an attempt to disrupt Qin Ming's peaceful state of mind.

However, the other party had deep eyes and an unusually strong presence, which provoked him to join in, specifically challenging him to fight the two brothers alone.

He certainly couldn't get involved. If the Cui family's twin dragons had to join forces to deal with a mere brat, their reputations would be completely ruined, and they would only be helping the other side.

Cui Chonghe gestured to his elder brother that he didn't need to say anything more, and that he would take care of everything.

The arena covers a vast area and is the site of an ancient divine dojo. It is the location of the fighting arena, and the Great Yu would not provide this place unless it was an important duel.

As you can see, there are white stone pillars on all sides, exuding a sense of antiquity and ancient times, covered with divine patterns, and flowing with a faint halo, disappearing into the night sky.

Qin Ming stopped paying attention to the sidelines and walked towards the center of the field.

Within his flesh and blood, the light of the heavens flowed, as if he were bathed in the morning glow, and a powerful and vigorous force burst forth.

Ahead, Cui Chong, dressed in flawless white robes with his black hair flowing down his back, stared at his approaching opponent with eyes as bright as stars, and said, "Is youthful impetuosity worth it?"

At the same time, a burst of celestial light erupted from his body, especially behind him, where it seemed as if one celestial sword after another stood side by side, their colorful sword beams piercing the night sky and ringing out.

"At this point, you're saying these few words to me?" Qin Ming sneered.

In the past two days, some people had already spread rumors that Cui Chonghe would not benefit much from winning, since his skill level was slightly higher. However, the opponent insisted on fighting, so Cui Chonghe had no choice but to accept the challenge.

This is because people from the Cui family who are close to them are actively speaking out, emphasizing that Cui Chonghe was forced to do this.

According to them, Cui Chonghe was detached, peaceful, and disliked conflict. The fight was entirely due to the "youthful spirit" of the abandoned pawn.

"It's all because I only decided to take action after receiving your letter, but there's no point in saying all this now!" Qin Ming was less than thirty feet away from his opponent.

The arena floor was covered in cracks and contained some meteorites, as if an ancient god had once summoned a meteor from outer space, destroying the entire divine arena.

In the night breeze, Cui Chonghe's white robes fluttered, his handsome features and gentle demeanor exuding a refined and ethereal spirituality. He strode forward, the immortal swords standing side by side behind him radiating a dazzling sword light, as if he were enveloped in a halo.

Ultimately, he was very arrogant; otherwise, there wouldn't have been such a battle.

Recently, the Cui family has been plagued by misfortune. Cui Changqing, who should have become a grandmaster, was murdered, casting a dark shadow over the thousand-year-old family.

Cui Chong was gentle and refined, but inside he harbored a restless energy, a fire that seemed out of place with his demeanor. He was quite self-assured, looking at Qin Ming. The two were not on equal footing, so he didn't care; he could just use him to "toughen up" Qin Ming.

He maintained a detached and otherworldly demeanor, gesturing, "Make your move."

Suddenly, it sounded like a thunderclap in the night sky. Qin Ming, bathed in the light of the heavens, looked as if he were wearing divine armor. He took a step forward, and the thirty-foot distance was as close as a foot. He arrived in front of him in an instant. His fist light was terrifying, as if it had shattered the void. The thick fog surged and then exploded.

Everyone was astonished. Was this still a Spirit Realm cultivator? The speed was too fast, as if he were teleporting.

Especially the light from that fist, like a golden wave crashing out, engulfed the white-clad figure in front, and the thunderous sound was deafening.

Cui Chonghe shifted his position like a ghost, and at the crucial moment, he extended a clean white hand, gently brushed it across, and struck Qin Ming's neck.

Instantly, celestial light surged, as if a celestial blade had slashed across the sky. Although he was as ethereal as a banished immortal, his methods were extremely ruthless, as if he wanted to behead his opponent in one strike.

Qin Ming slightly bent his left arm, his elbow glowing, to meet the slash from Qin Ming's right hand.

As the face of Xinsheng Road, Qin Ming's entire body is a weapon, capable of radiating heavenly light.

With a loud bang, the brief but rapid collision sounded like a muffled thunderclap, and a blinding light burst forth between the two, blurring their figures.

In an instant, they collided dozens of times, then suddenly separated.

Many people know that Cui Chonghe is displaying toughness. Even though he knows that the path to rebirth is related to body tempering, he still dares to fight in close combat. He does indeed have extraordinary skills.

As soon as they separated, the white-clad figure seemed to burst into flames, and the sound of swords clashing shook the heavens. All the sword lights standing behind him shot out.

In an instant, streaks of light intertwined in the night sky, sword energy like rainbows, red, orange, purple... a dazzling array of colors, densely packed, pouring down towards Qin Ming.

Cui Chonghe held nothing back, unleashing his pure Yang consciousness. The sword light that filled the sky resembled elongated raindrops, glowing brightly—a saturation attack.

Qin Ming seemed like a demon in the night fog, constantly teleporting to avoid the dense, rain-like sword light. Behind him, the ground collapsed, and the meteorite was pierced through.

Even though it was a remnant of an ancient divine site, its divinity had been extinguished over time. Moreover, Cui Chonghe's attack was quite terrifying, having pierced through this place.

Those fragments of star remains, bearing traces of ancient gods and demons, are also being damaged.

Suddenly, Qin Ming moved like a dream, darting left and right, dodging the meteor shower of sword light, and closing in on Cui Chonghe, arriving beside his opponent.

"Kill!" Cui Chonghe shouted softly, his whole body erupting with sword energy. A terrifying sword wheel appeared, as if it were rising from his flesh and blood, like floating light or silent thunder. In an instant, it shot out, enveloping Qin Ming and delivering a fatal blow.

Undoubtedly, this is a trump card, originating from a certain sword manual.

However, the expected tragic blood-red light did not appear. Qin Ming's Hunyuan Qi circulated, creating a light screen around his body, and he withstood the attack.

Furthermore, the light screen was blazing, with the power of the five elements surging and continuously booming, expanding outwards from his body, the five forces of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth intertwined together.

Qin Ming activated the Five Elements Mystic Art to construct a divine bell outside his body.

It is very clear and realistic, the bell body is glowing, and it is engraved with the five elements pattern. The power of the five attributes flows on its own, very stable, and endlessly.

“That’s the Fire-Separating Scripture, the Golden Silkworm Scripture, the River Network Scripture… using the five purest extraordinary skills to deal with Cui Chong and that world-renowned immortal scripture.” Someone noticed something.

While his extraordinary skills are remarkable, they are not on the same level as the Immortal Path Scripture. However, the prominent figures of the New Life Path seem to have returned to simplicity, rationally constructing the Five Elements Bell Body, which is incredibly powerful.

Qin Ming blocked the sword wheel.

Cui Chong's flesh and blood were dazzling, and the rain of light was dense. Even more sword light shot out from him, countless in number, wanting to crush the Five Elements Bell body with overwhelming force.

"Clang!" The bell tolled loudly and majestically, shaking the entire venue.

Qin Ming lifted the bell upwards with both hands, causing it to detach from his body. The bell absorbed all the sword light and then used the five elements runes on the bell to erase it.

Immediately, the great bell burst forth with boundless light, shattering the night mist, and with a thunderous roar, enveloped Cui Chonghe within it.

At the same time, Qin Ming activated the Diamond Sutra, and his body became like an immortal golden body, from head to toe, including his hair, as if it were cast in gold, and a vajra appeared in his hand.

He struck the bell with a pestle, causing it to vibrate and refine the person inside.

Cui Chonghe quickly formed hand seals, and centered on him, palm prints, fist light, and sword energy erupted like a landslide and tsunami, all striking the Five Elements Bell.

For a time, the bells in the arena rang incessantly, eventually ringing out together like the booming of a great bell, shaking the vast night sky.

The expressions of the Cui family members changed. This was not a crushing defeat by a high-level cultivator. The abandoned pawn had actually blocked Cui Chonghe's attack and launched a strong counterattack.

Inside the Five Elements Bell, Cui Chonghe pointed with his right hand, and flames rippled, immortal characters appeared, manifesting as a lantern that initially emitted a soft light.

But in the blink of an eye, it shone brightly, making the Five Elements Bell transparent, and the entire arena was covered by its divine light, as if it were about to burn mountains and boil seas.

Those on the Immortal Path were all astonished, realizing what kind of technique this was.

That is the true scripture of "The Beginning of Oneness," which may seem like just a lantern flowing with Taoist charm, but it can "remove the old and establish the new."

Legend has it that if this scripture is practiced to a certain level, it can dispel darkness with the light of civilization and reshape the old order.

"Huh?" Cui Chong was startled. The Primordial Divine Lamp failed to pierce the Five Elements Bell that trapped him, which was a bit outrageous. He suddenly realized that it must be the Primordial Chaos Force that was exerting its power.

He was decisive, letting the immortal light inside the lantern blend with the Daoist rhyme, almost boiling over. Then the Primordial Lamp suddenly disintegrated, finally burning through the bell wall and freeing him from his confinement.

Everyone was shocked. Qin Ming, the face of the new path, was truly unfathomable, using the most basic techniques to directly challenge the ultimate skills of the immortal path.

The Cui family members fell silent. They had initially thought that Cui Chong, who was at the fourth realm, and the abandoned child who was steadily suppressing the Spirit Field Realm, were fighting each other to a standstill.

The old master of the Cui family, Cui Qi, and Cui Chongxiao all felt a shadow fall over their hearts, and some were worried.

Inside the arena, the two continued their battle, appearing like two streaks of light, crisscrossing the entire arena, their figures everywhere, the fight exceptionally fierce.

Cui Chonghe has already used his trump card, and is currently circulating the "Undying Immortal Scripture," one of his three fundamental scriptures, which he has already thoroughly comprehended.

It can be said that he has now formed an indestructible immortal embryo and is confident that he can fight against opponents of the same level who have mastered the Silk Calligraphy to perfection, not to mention that his current realm is even higher.

He kept pointing his fingers, shooting out undying divine light.

This was even more terrifying than so-called sword energy. One after another, they intertwined in the void, aiming to pierce through the opponent and tear them apart with indestructible power. At the same time, his figure moved like a ghost.

Outside the arena, all was silent; many young people were truly stunned by his methods.

In the night fog, the surrounding area was shimmering with silver willows, their countless strands hanging down, swaying in the wind and sparkling, adding a lot of vitality to this dilapidated ancient Taoist site.

Suddenly, people heard a clear sound of cicadas chirping, only to find that it did not originate from the silver willows, but rather from the arena.

"The Golden Cicada Scripture is just a miraculous skill, yet he has mastered it to such a divine level?" Many people were shocked, their hearts filled with immense turmoil. Qin Ming used it casually, employing only simple miraculous skills to meet his enemies, rather than some supreme scripture.

A cicada materialized, its wings carrying lightning, swirling with yin and yang energy, and involving the power of life and death. When it flapped its wings, the night mist exploded open, and it flew forward.

It weaves through beams of undying light, lunging at the white-clad figure ahead.

Cui Chonghe's face was cold as he pointed beams of light, one after another, while the corresponding spirit cicada split into two, then four, and so on, creating many different forms to block the beams of light.

Some cicadas shattered and vanished, while others unleashed lightning, which dissipated along with the finger light.

"It has evolved; it's now a divine cicada!"

Many people realized that Qin Ming had once pushed the Golden Cicada Scripture to its peak and comprehended the Divine Cicada Scripture, which had long transcended the realm of extraordinary skills.

In fact, the extraordinary skill is also quite remarkable, enough to support the practitioner to enter the middle stage of the fourth realm.

However, the Divine Cicada Sutra has a higher artistic conception. At this moment, the sky is filled with cicada shadows and thunderous sounds, which is completely different. This is the prototype of the "Great Thunder Cicada"!
One after another, divine cicadas, carrying the power of thunder, unleashed lightning and clashed with the undying finger beams, holding their own against them.

There was an uproar outside the stadium; everyone was deeply disturbed.

Qin Ming used extraordinary skills and secret techniques to fight against the renowned true scriptures of the Immortal Path, truly turning the impossible into the possible. His combat skills were simply too high!

The Cui family members looked solemn, with a hint of anxiety in their hearts.

Undoubtedly, Cui Chonghe was under immense pressure in the arena, primarily psychologically. His opponent was of a lower level and was fighting him with a "simple" method, yet they were managing to exchange blows.

For him, the game should have started with a decisive push and a crushing defeat, a game that should have been a one-sided affair, but he failed to take down his opponent for a long time.

He felt a sense of unease; things shouldn't have turned out this way.

Suddenly, the sound of cicadas filled the air, and one after another, divine cicadas soared into the sky from Qin Ming's body, numbering over a thousand. They were all golden in color, with transparent wings, and carried the power of thunder.

At that moment, a thousand cicadas chirped in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth, and thunderous sounds filled the air.

For a fleeting moment, people were in a daze, falling into a special state. A thousand cicadas chirped in the air, the world was silent, and time seemed to stand still.

The Cui family's grandmaster, who had come to watch the battle despite his illness, spoke up: "This is the nascent form of the Great Thunderclap undergoing transformation. It is sublimating. A thousand cicadas sing in unison, the world is at peace, and even time seems to stand still."

His voice wasn't loud, but it resonated throughout the entire venue.

"Shut up!" Grandmaster Yu Gensheng shouted, forcefully suppressing his sound waves and blocking his mental fluctuations.

The cicadas' chirping continued unabated, unaffected.

Many people suddenly awoke from their daze, freeing themselves from their trance.

In the arena, thousands of cicadas flew together, their wings swirling with lightning, all rushing towards Cui Chonghe, bursting forth with blinding beams of light, their cicada songs shaking the world.

Cui Chong felt a tightness in his chest. He was using the top-tier true scripture of the Immortal Path, while his opponent was demonstrating a method that transcended the secret scriptures. No matter how you looked at it, the abandoned pawn was performing much better.

Especially at this moment, he was somewhat flustered. Although an indestructible immortal light emanated from his body, piercing through the golden cicadas, some still managed to swoop down close.

With a loud bang, right next to his ear, the nascent form of a giant thunder cicada appeared and then exploded violently.

One of his black hairs broke off, and his snow-white collar turned charred and torn, making him look slightly disheveled.

A thousand cicadas swooped down, whistling as they arrived.

In the distance, it seemed as if a vast Thunderclap Temple was appearing, descending from the void.

Everyone was stunned. Bai Meng was even more dumbfounded. He had also mastered the Golden Cicada Scripture to perfection and comprehended the Divine Cicada Scripture, but he had not yet gained a deeper understanding of the wonders of the Great Thunder Sound Cicada.

Today, Tang Yushang was dressed in black, appearing quite aloof. She stood gracefully, but felt very uncomfortable. Thinking of some past events, her plump buttocks seemed to ache.

One after another, the nascent forms of the giant thunder cicada exploded around Cui Chonghe, leaving his white clothes with many scorch marks, torn sleeves, a torn collar, and disheveled hair.

If he hadn't initially cultivated the Undying Immortal Embryo, forming a protective immortal light around his body, he would have been severely injured by those divine cicadas; those lightning bolts were enough to tear flesh apart.

Even so, he was no longer the elegant gentleman he once was. The jade-like young man retreated rapidly, his white clothes tattered, as if stained with ink.

At the same time, Qin Ming charged forward, using his Hunyuan Force to activate the Divine Cicada Scripture. His fist light was like a golden crow flapping its wings, soaring into the sky, or like the sun rising, illuminating all things.

His golden fist instantly filled the void, seemingly causing it to collapse and the night mist to burst away.

Cui Chonghe activated the "Undying Immortal Scripture" to fight against him.

The cicadas resonated, forming Qin Ming's form, and hurtled towards Cui Chonghe, followed by the illusory image of the Great Thunderclap Temple falling down.

With a loud bang, Cui Chonghe groaned as he retreated rapidly, using teleportation. Even his indestructible immortal embryo was struggling to withstand the force, as if he were being covered by a thousand thunderbolts, like he was undergoing a tribulation.

Qin Ming followed up, attacking relentlessly with his left fist and right palm. The two moved at high speed, like two streaks of light intertwined, swift and fierce.

With a bang, Cui Chong was sent flying backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. A terrifying fist mark appeared on his chest, his white clothes torn like fallen petals, his flesh charred black, the Heavenly Light Force penetrating into the area, his bones cracking.

Furthermore, his face was swollen and rapidly congested with blood; those with keen senses immediately noticed faint finger marks on his left cheek.

It was obvious that Qin Ming's right palm had grazed him.

Cui Chonghe was furious, feeling as if he had been slapped in the face in public.

He had already created enough distance, and with a flick of his sleeve, countless small, black swords filled the sky, each no more than three inches long, radiating a rich, pure yang energy.

He used special flying swords, and released so many at once, in such a dense array.

Normally, at his level, pure Yang consciousness would be enough to transform into a sword, no weaker than a real weapon. Yet he summoned extraordinary treasures, demonstrating the remarkable nature of these sword bodies.

"A five-fold lightning strike on a piece of wood!" someone gasped.

Because they saw through the essence, those three-inch-long black swords all contained five kinds of Daoist charm attached to their blades, which meant that they had all undergone five tribulations of lightning.

When this material is fused with jade and iron, or with the addition of a small amount of rare metals, and is forged into a flying sword, it is bursting with pure Yang attributes.

With a soft shout, Cui Chonghe unleashed a burst of dark light from over a hundred small swords that were densely packed in the void. They also emitted a faint, strange metallic aura, and their pure Yang energy surged.

They seemed invincible, bursting through the air.

Golden threads shot out from Qin Ming's body, each capable of shaking a flying sword, as if fine ribbons were interwoven to specifically destroy flying swords.

"This is the 'Golden Silkworm Scripture,' which I personally delivered to my brother from afar years ago. It is as famous as the 'Fire Scripture,'" Ning Siqi said excitedly to himself from the sidelines.

Upon hearing this, some of his acquaintances and friends were immediately filled with respect, realizing how precious it was to have such a friend.

No one expected that Qin Ming would dare to break this special Pure Yang Flying Sword with only one extraordinary skill.

"It has mutated, it has been sublimated, this is the legendary 'Silkworm Emperor's Golden Scripture'!" The old master of the Cui family's face twisted, his expression extremely gloomy.

He could naturally see that the abandoned child was somewhat beyond the scope of the skill, having mastered one extraordinary skill after another to the legendary level, and uncovered secret treasures not recorded in written records. Such comprehension was somewhat terrifying.

At that moment, the entire Cui family fell completely silent.

Zheng Maoze, Zeng Yuan, and the others were also stunned. Qin Ming, who used to be in the same circle as them, had no famous teacher and was just a rogue cultivator, yet he had already reached a height that they could hardly look up to.

At this moment, many people from Night State, Outer Realms, and Heaven were standing outside the arena, all watching this battle.

Amidst the clanging sounds, the golden threads trembled, forcefully clashing with the flying sword.

Cui Chonghe's mind was no longer at peace. He noticed that Wang Caiwei was watching him, his fellow disciples on the Immortal Path were showing strange expressions, and the saints in the heavens were observing quietly. His expression was quite unpleasant. His realm was higher, but he had been unable to take down the abandoned pawn, which made him feel quite ashamed.

He chanted incantations, using the power of the "Golden Palace Jade Chapter" to empower the Pure Yang Flying Sword.

Qin Ming used his Chaos Force to activate the dense golden threads, and sensing that the Five Tribulation Lightning-Struck Wood was also mixed with special metallic substances such as jade iron, he also unleashed his Geomagnetic Force.

With a loud bang, the flight trajectories of over a hundred small black swords instantly became disordered. The Earth Magnetism Sutra and the Golden Silkworm Sutra resonated and echoed together, and tangible threads in the void appeared densely.

With a hissing sound, all the flying swords flew back, completely out of control.

With a series of soft thuds, over a hundred small black swords pierced into Cui Chong's body and his own, tearing through his flesh and blood.

Qin Ming followed up like lightning, kicking out from mid-air.

Cui Chong moved sideways and backward, dodging at top speed, but he still couldn't shake off his opponent. He was covered in blood and riddled with sword holes, so he had to raise his arms and unleash his immortal light to meet the enemy.

With a bang, Qin Ming's foot struck his arm.

Cui Chong staggered backward, his feet leaving terrifying marks on the ground, shattering the meteorite-covered ground.

Qin Ming landed gracefully, his robes fluttering, untouched by dust or blood, ethereal and otherworldly, like a god descending to earth.

(End of this chapter)