Night without Borders

Chapter 534: How Many People Have Returned from the Ancient Battles

The horn suddenly sounded, powerful and desolate, with a hint of oppression, shaking the heavens. The entire sea of ​​night mist surged, with waves crashing against the shore, as if to completely overturn the few brightly lit, dilapidated caves located in the "sea".

The expressions of many "refined and idle people" on the old mountains in the sky, including those in Sky City, all changed.

Only then did they realize that this time, the Golden List was actually a serious recruitment of various departments, and a great war between supreme civilizations was about to break out!

Earlier, they had other ideas, thinking that with the resurgence of the Golden List, they had to take a risky step, even at the cost of incurring public wrath, in order to punish and clean up the internal situation.

"They're actually going to open up a supreme battlefield to the outside world. This kind of brutal and bloody battle is something that can hardly be encountered even once in many great eras. We... are born at the wrong time. How many of us will die in the end?"

"Jinbang is ruthless. After this battle, the old monsters will probably be almost wiped out, right?"

"This time there is a real external threat, an invasion from another supreme dojo, and we have no choice but to prepare for war."

They were discussing how their fathers and brothers were all going to the battlefield, and if they were to die there, their good days might come to an end.

These "refined idlers," unable to compete with the clan's prodigies and core members, spent their days hunting falcons and indulging in sensual pleasures, living a carefree life.

They knew all too well who their good days depended on, and when they heard the deep, resonant horn that seemed to rise from the abyss, and felt its terrifying penetrating power, their bodies stiffened slightly.

On the edge of the wild forest, in the training ground, the light of blades and sword energy soared into the sky. Everyone was heavy-hearted as they seriously and earnestly practiced battle formations.

Their standard armor contains immortal runes that resonate with each other, allowing them to enhance each other's power when fighting together, unleashing terrifying divine might.

While resting, Qin Ming saw the old man with snow-white hair again, who even smiled at him. What did this mean? Was this some old monster from some powerful family, targeting him?
A moment later, he entered the golden consciousness space and fought a bloody battle with a group of monsters of various shapes in the real scene provided by the Golden List.

When he walked out, exhausted, he suddenly became alert and noticed another elderly man appearing. He had a powerful aura and was surrounded by golden light.

That looks a lot like the Supreme Golden Body. Could it be that the Heavenly Venerable of the Lu family has come here in person?
Fortunately, this situation did not last long. Special weapons began to appear in the abyss, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"I knew it. People like Xie Xiyan and Wei Shouzhen, once they enter the abyss, will eventually gain something." Many people exclaimed in amazement.

They showed envy, but few were jealous, mainly because they realized that the gap between the two sides was huge, and they were not on the same level.

"Once on the battlefield, such a talent will surely be a pillar among our generation, capable of hunting down grandmasters on his own."

When people's status and true abilities are no longer on the same level, even those who are good at stirring up trouble will shut up.

However, as the elderly, the infirm, and the disabled also received recognition for the special weapon fragments, and these people emerged carrying such treasures, those who were discussing the matter were stunned and fell silent.

Among these people are grandmasters whose lifespans are nearing their end, their future is bleak, and they have no hope left. At most, they can live for another year or two.

Such a person is born with the intention of dying, to shine one last time.

In addition, there are also "weaklings" in the early stages of the third realm, and there are more than one of them. Their talents are only considered decent, but they are far from being able to stand out among their peers.

Many people felt that they should have performed better if they were in charge, so why did those revived weapons choose weaklings? They were completely baffled.

Someone cautiously tried to communicate, and eventually, the revived fragments of the treasure revealed the truth themselves.

They saw the shadow of their former owner in the chosen one, such as a similar appearance or just a profile, which brought an irresistible "memory kill" to some treasures who were reminiscing about the past.

The most outrageous thing is that a boy with limited talent entered the abyss and, with a melancholy sigh, said: "Will I be able to come back alive?"
The treasure then fully revived, displaying a divine inscription that proactively instructed the young man to "control the law."

Because its former owner had said something similar. During the years of war, he looked back at the road behind him, wanting to go back to his hometown alive, to see if his parents' graves were still there, or if they had long been buried by weeds and no trace of them. He wondered if anyone still remembered to burn a piece of paper for them all these years.

Unfortunately, its owner went to the battlefield and never returned. The weapon itself was destroyed, and only some fragments were brought back.

Finally, even the Golden List intervened to mediate, because some fragments of treasures were indeed difficult to exert their full power in the hands of the elderly and weak.

When necessary, true masters can borrow special weapons to fight.

For example, a teenager in the early stages of the third realm cannot even provide enough Dao essence to ensure the long-term revival of the treasure.

Jinbang reassured them, "If we borrow your weapons, I and the seventh-realm expert who brought the treasure to the battle will protect you."

Some people have personally handled Qin Ming's five-colored treasure fragments and even tried to communicate with the treasure, wanting to know why it chose that young man from the path of rebirth.

"Because he is very simple and honest, with eyes as clear as a spring, and a pure heart, just like me." This was the response from the five-colored treasure fragment.

Some people are pondering whether this is really reliable.

Good dogs can go into the mountains to hunt and supplement the family income, good cats can bring food home on their own, and this weapon seems to be earning its own active substances to support itself.

"They seem... truly simple and unpretentious? They are kindred spirits."

"Give me a break! You're blaspheming the word 'simplicity.' What legitimate weapon manufacturer would make money through shady dealings, including middlemen?"

Of course, this is only discussed within a small circle; only those who have actually received the miraculous drugs and active ingredients know the inside story.

Upon hearing this, the old monster of Taixu thought that Qin Ming was quite good, not rigid, and a promising talent.

Qin Ming carefully adjusted his state, frequently entering the golden consciousness space to kill enemies and hone himself with various monsters.

During this time, he saw some familiar faces in other groups from afar, such as Yu Gensheng and Li Qingyun, as well as disciples from various schools in Kunling, such as Xin Youdao and Jiang Ruoli, and Huang Jinyang and Jin Xiang, who had graduated many years ago.

He also saw Tang Jin, Ling Yu, and Qi Qianchen, a hidden disciple of this lineage.

Qi Qianchen possessed innate wisdom and was highly valued by Li Wuwei, the patriarch of the lineage, because such people were involved in a forbidden area.

Even from a distance, Master Wu flapped his wings to greet Qin: "Little Qin, long time no see."

"Master Wu!" Qin Ming responded warmly and nodded to the other acquaintances in this lineage.

Clearly, all outstanding beings within the Yujing territory have been recruited.

With a major battle imminent, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and all sides dared not be careless, diligently practicing battle formations and other techniques.

However, four days have passed since the bugle sounded, and there has still been no movement, which has made people's tense nerves relax a little.

Sure enough, people gradually adapted to this atmosphere, and after the training ended, treasure ships began to travel back and forth between the wild forest and the bustling city again in the evening.

The music was melodious, the dances were graceful, and the wine was fragrant... Everything was as usual, and Qin Ming couldn't refuse the invitations to the banquets several times.

For example, his disciple, Su Mohua, lived in Sky City, and the Su family warmly welcomed him.

Previously, some members of the Su family had reservations about Su Mohua becoming an apprentice to a young man of almost the same age in the local area. However, as they learned more about the situation, their attitudes changed completely.

"He has never been defeated by someone of the same cultivation level. Could he be Taiyi?"

"Don't tell me, it's really possible!"

"According to what Mo Hua and Mo Ran have seen, if the direct disciples of the third realm of the Pu Gong Sage lineage are using Chaotic Force, then Qin Ming, who is at the same level, is using Super Chaotic Force, which is more domineering and more powerful!"

As the master, Qin Ming didn't prepare any gifts for his disciple. Instead, he received a "Great Void Teleportation Talisman" from the Su family. Only Earth Immortals could refine such an item. At this critical moment, even with a massive amount of gold, one couldn't buy such a rare life-saving treasure.

In addition, members of the Lu family, a branch of the Celestial Venerable lineage, also met with Qin Ming. A grandmaster personally appeared, and Lu Jingli was also present, so the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

The Lu family master was quite talkative, while Lu Jingli spoke very little, sitting quietly to one side the whole time, occasionally speaking, such as asking when Qin Ming would be able to break through the fourth realm.

Afterwards, Qin Ming realized that this was somewhat like the first encounter on a blind date, except that the woman wasn't very enthusiastic.

That's fine, he doesn't want to get really close to that Celestial Venerable right now.

"Although there's a saying in heaven that you should marry a woman from the Huang family, the Lu family is also quite good, they're very remarkable!" This is what Pei Shuyan knew.

The Lu family is very strong, but what they lack is their historical foundation. Unlike the Huang family, they did not produce any gods or immortals in several special eras.

"The Huang family is that powerful?" Qin Ming was surprised; he had heard people mention it more than once.

Pei Shuyan nodded and said, "Of course, in fact, before Yujing disintegrated, the Huang family still had a living ancestor in Yujing."

He really put in a lot of effort; he learned a lot of important information in just a short time after going into space.

Qin Ming said, "With the disintegration of Yujing, everything has returned to zero. Even if that Huang family patriarch possessed extraordinary abilities, he has become nothing more than a passing cloud in history."

Pei Shuyan said, "That's not necessarily true. There is a ten-colored ice mountain in Yujing. It is said that after Yujing was reborn and reappeared, that ice mountain was still there."

Qin Ming's heart stirred. Back then, when he was taken to the outer heavens by Old Bu, he did indeed see a ten-colored ice mountain with some ice caves on it, and the entrances of the caves were covered with spider webs.

Pei Shuyan said, "Historically, some of the gods in the Huang family were sons-in-law who were recruited into the family. They were cultivated from before these people rose to prominence. It is impossible to expect the clan to prosper forever. Fresh and powerful blood must be added."

Suddenly, Qin Ming thought of Wei Shouzhen, whom he had seen that day.

On this day, the Golden List malfunctioned. Some powerful figures discovered that no matter how they called out, the responses they received were perfunctory, as if it were just a phantom left behind.

In fact, it really disappeared. The old monster at the Earth Immortal level could clearly sense that the golden light in the sky was not its true form.

Boom!

The following day, the golden clouds surged like a tsunami, the night fog was violently churning, and the golden list returned from afar, making no attempt to conceal its magnificent undulations.

"I went to my opponent's medicinal herb field to collect some interest first," Jinbang informed them. It had traversed endless territories and actually gone to its opponent's territory.

Everyone was shocked and stunned. Was this what it did in just one day? How incredibly ferocious!
"The other side occupied our enclave and looted many rare mineral deposits. Even if we can defeat them, it will be difficult to make up for all the losses."

Therefore, the process of sending the Golden List to "make up for lost time" was also a way to prepare precious medicines for the great battle, as well as corresponding rewards after the battle.

In this respect, it is much more reliable than Newrank.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines; it dared to set off alone, which was far too domineering!

People can only sigh that the Golden List, which specializes in foreign wars, always enters the fray alone.

Jinbang said, "The gains are far less than you imagine."

The other side was very cautious and prepared, and had already harvested many large medicinal herbs in advance.

Jinbang showed no mercy. When faced with some ancestral trees and spirit vines that had lost their fruit, although he did not damage their roots, he cut off many branches and even extracted some of their sap essence.

It was not uprooted, because some ancient spiritual roots are unique, so unique that they would be destroyed if not handled carefully, which would be against the harmony of heaven and earth and would be rejected by heaven and earth.

Everyone knew that the great battle was drawing ever closer, and they could even hear the echoes of it.

Jinbang is currently having someone concoct medicine; he will likely depart as soon as it is finished.

……

In recent days, Tang Yushang keenly sensed that her ancestor seemed to be quietly watching Qin Ming, scrutinizing him carefully from afar on several occasions.

"Is this to help me get revenge?"

Tang Yushang appears dignified in public, like a celestial being descended to earth, with an ethereal and otherworldly temperament. However, she is actually very down-to-earth, loves to laugh, cries and complains when she loses a game, and also grumbles in private. The contrast is striking.

She felt so ashamed this time that she didn't dare mention the competition to anyone around her.

"Our ancestor is so thoughtful. He even sensed that I hadn't gone to his door. Is he going to stand up for me?" Da Tang was delighted and in a good mood.

Bai Meng also noticed that the old ancestor was really taking it to heart. He had some guesses in his mind, but he dared not speak the truth, for fear of being implicated for no reason and suffering another round of humiliation.

Tang Yushang was very reserved and said casually, "Forget it, I'm not that petty. I'll just keep an eye on him and make sure the ancestor doesn't really make a move against him, or it will be too much."

Upon hearing this, Bai Meng remained silent, feeling that saying too much would only lead to more mistakes.

In the past few days, many people have come from outside the Wild Forest, all from various old mountain peaks, to see off the army that is about to set off. Some of them have fathers or brothers in the ranks.

"If you feel it is necessary, you can write your wills in advance."

Jinbang was too direct. Such a statement was made right before his departure, instantly shattering the relaxed atmosphere.

On that day, many people actually took up their pens and left words amidst sighs. If they could not return, these letters would be sent to their homeland.

Qin Ming remained silent. He wanted to write, but he didn't know who to write to. His relatives were gone, and his old friends had either gone far away or disappeared.

There were also some close acquaintances in the team who wanted to go on the expedition with him. He sighed and threw away his pen and paper.

As for leaving the letter in Shuangshu Village, he thought about it and decided against it. In case he couldn't come back, such a letter might cause trouble for that remote village.

"I'm about to set off, and my heart is heavy with anxiety. I don't know if I'll be able to come back alive."

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if we don't fight, that supreme civilization will still invade. The fact that we're taking the initiative shows that Jinbang is confident and has the strength to win. We will definitely achieve a great victory this time!"

"There is no need to be afraid. This world is the time for us to make our mark. Perhaps we can break through our current constraints through this super war. In times of chaos, there will always be future peerless powerhouses who will emerge and eventually rise to prominence. You and I may be among them!"

Some looked worried, while others were rugged, bold, and fearless in the face of this great battle.

"Who do you think is the strongest expert in the seventh realm?"

Clearly, raising this question is about determining the strongest being of our time, because the seventh realm is the highest realm, and there is no higher. Even if there were once celestial beings, they have all long since decayed.

"The seventh realm is too far away from us, we don't understand it, and it's difficult to judge it. However, I do know who among us is qualified to become a peerless grandmaster."

"Well, there are only a limited number of people. To be precise, they can become supreme masters. We can witness their prowess on the battlefield."

"It's time to set off!" The next day, the golden list trembled violently, revealing its enormous form, which stretched across the sky. Its true form was indeed just a divine list, fully unfolded for all to ascend; the army was about to depart for the battlefield!
(End of this chapter)