Night without Borders

Chapter 536 Dominating the World
Qin Ming was somewhat surprised that his name was mentioned on the list of successful candidates, and that he was specifically asked to prepare. It seemed that they hoped he would be sharp enough in the face of danger at the crucial moment.

The totem faction was unfamiliar with Taiyi, but the situation was different in Yujing. Upon hearing that Taiyi was present, a commotion arose, with many people staring intently, searching for him in the crowd.

In the past, high above the nine heavens, sword-fighting arenas hung high, and Taiyi was the one who could top the list, so how could he not attract attention?

Over the past two years, countless people have tried to dig out Taiyi and "Yijian" by the roots, but all have failed and the matter has been left unresolved.

Now, hearing the name Taiyi again evokes memories. On the dueling stage in the past, he was a fierce man who could overpower all heroes. Who exactly is he?

Qin Ming, clad in black and gold armor that shimmered with a cold metallic luster from head to toe, walked silently and with powerful strides out of the mountain and sea territory.

It was unclear how many people were watching him, all with a look of curiosity. Many of their gazes were so intense that they seemed eager to reach out and remove the protective gear covering his face.

However, the golden list radiated golden light, and the chains of law pierced through the void, powerfully maintaining the order of the mountain and sea realm, and no one dared to easily break the rules.

Even the totem faction on the other side had many creatures looking over.

The list of nominees spans various levels, from veteran stars to rising young talents, and most of them are "celebrities".

The totem faction is also selecting warriors. These creatures are all unusual, some look very dangerous, and some are even legendary species.

More and more people are appearing, and each of them has a remarkable background.

The atmosphere was tense, but both supreme civilizations were exercising restraint. Given a choice, neither wanted to overturn the table and immediately unleash a bloody battle of the highest caliber.

Some consequences are unbearable for both sides.

The ultimate showdown should not be initiated lightly.

Deep within the world of night fog, perhaps some scarlet eyes have already opened and are looking this way. If there's a real opportunity to profit, they will definitely step in at the right time.

In this land of mountains and seas, some are filled with worry, while a number of radicals feel quite frustrated today.

"This totem civilization is really arrogant. They've occupied our territory, come to our home, and still dare to be so tough. I really want to smash them open."

"No rush, we'll deal with them sooner or later."

The current situation reminds one of the past as recorded in ancient books.

In ancient times, there was a super-powerful immortal dynasty. When faced with the provocations of a third-rate demon kingdom, it ultimately resorted to using stones and iron rods to drive them away and pursue them on the border. It didn't even use its standard weapons, let alone its national-level weapons.

It is because deep within the world of night fog, there are scarlet eyes watching, wanting to ignite the area around the Earth Immortal Dynasty, using various forms of chaos to wear it down, and waiting for the right moment to enter the fray.

"You have someone backing you, don't you?" Jinbang asked.

The majestic black mountains, supported by 108 illusory figures of celestial beings, stood high above, giving people a heavy and oppressive feeling.

Upon hearing this, the powerful figures from both camps were all shocked. Could this really be a recurrence of an ancient event?
Totem Sacred Mountain said, "You're overthinking it. We're not a secondary civilization; we're among the highest. Who can stand behind us?"

The list of names continues to be announced. This is not a stage for one person to shine alone; at most, someone needs to cover for them. The two camps mainly look at each other's quality and foundation in their respective fields.

A supreme civilization needs an unparalleled strongman to suppress the world, a backbone of people waiting to rise, and a thriving generation. Without any one of these elements, it cannot be considered a powerful and sustainable civilization.

Today, both sides are thoroughly investigating each other, weighing each other's strengths and weaknesses. The dispute is not only about the present, but also about the long-term future.

The older generation fought tooth and nail, but the one who dominates is the one in this era.

The younger generation wins, vying for the future. A decisive victory for one side will make the other side realize that if they want to have a showdown in the future, they will still suffer a crushing defeat.

Therefore, Jinbang prepared to go all out to extinguish the opponent's arrogant arrogance and released Taiyi, the humanoid killing machine whose true nature he knew.

In addition, the core disciples of Yujing also stepped forward.

People were not surprised when Xie Xiyan and Wei Shouzhen went out, after all, their status was almost transcendent, and they had already initially obtained the supreme inheritance of Yujing.

But who is Qian Cheng? Many people are completely clueless about him, and only a very small number of people know him.

When Tang Yushang was called out, people whispered among themselves. It was rumored that the direct line of Taixu was a descendant of the Lord of Yujing, and that the clan was considered one of the legitimate ones.

Jin Puti, Xiao Jinye, Pei Qingwu... some familiar names entered Qin Ming's ears one after another, and also attracted the attention of many people who were looking for them.

Some people frowned, secretly speculating that the so-called "friendly exchanges" to avoid misjudgment might just be an appetizer, and that a local war would likely follow in the end.

The main reason is that the Golden List still wants to compete, but its territory has already been occupied. How can it not establish its authority in the end? Otherwise, some of the supreme hunters in the deepest part of the Night Fog World might underestimate it and eventually consider intervening.

What needs to be avoided should be avoided, and what needs to be fought should still be fought.

As for the group of barbarians who successfully invaded, they wanted to avoid that situation, since they hadn't suffered any losses yet and hoped to deter the other side from continuing their attack.

The two camps faced off. Before the magnificent celestial palace and the lustrous jade palace, fine patterns spread across the open ground, resembling a carpet made from the fur of a superior alien species, rapidly unfolding.

Only a few old monsters can fly in the air; others cannot and must remain grounded.

When the true totems entered, a wild and untamed aura swept over them, and sacrificial sounds rang out. They were of great importance, worshipped on altars by countless tribes across the distant lands.

Some of them possessed relatively primitive powers of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, as well as the divine might of the moon and the sun. Although they appeared to be barbaric, their power was indeed strong enough; otherwise, how could they have given birth to gods?
There are also some totem gods who keep up with the times, know how to bewitch people, invade and parasitize other civilizations, and draw nourishment from them; they are already unfathomable.

Their forms vary greatly, including deities in the form of giant beasts and totems in the form of flames. Their existence mainly stems from the primitive worship of the ancients.

In the primitive era, many powerful beasts became totems, and the power they gained mainly stemmed from the ancients' fear of them.

With their foundation, even in later generations, behemoths remained a very important part of the totem system.

Some totems even actively "behemoth-like".

For example, among this group of seventh-realm totems, there is a giant rat, stronger than a mammoth, with seven layers of blood-red divine halos surrounding its body.

This suggests that even within the Immortal Path system, he is comparable to a Seven-Day Stacker, which is quite terrifying.

On the Jade Capital side, the old monsters who appeared were all very deep and profound. From the old mountain master of Star Mountain to the cave master of Purple Cloud Cave, they all remained silent.

Of course, there were exceptions. The Dog Sword Immortal was unconvinced and resentful. It boasted that it had come for sightseeing and was not obeying the heavens' commands, projecting an aura of a rebel.

Moreover, it removed its standard armor.

Mainly, Liu Tianshen laid the foundation for it.

Liu Mo escaped from Yujing City and committed suicide.

For five hundred years, the Dog Sword Immortal has been sinking and reborn along with Liu Mo, not only reshaping his innate talent and cultivation, as well as his own system, but also deeply affecting other aspects such as his beliefs.

Jinbang transmitted his voice: "In foreign wars, I hope you can contribute. I am not Yujing, and I have never used Dao chains to bind participants. On the contrary, if your achievements are sufficient, the Primordial Qi I sent will not be taken back, but will be given to you permanently."

"Really?" The dog sword immortal became interested. In this era, even it had great concerns about taking action, fearing that it would exhaust itself and die.

Primordial Qi, Xuanhuang Qi, and other divine treasures of heaven and earth are priceless and can maintain the condition of a strong person.

On the opposing side, some totems noticed that the Dog Sword Immortal seemed to be contradicting them, and they immediately laughed. Some even tried to win him over to his face.

"You dead rat, what are you laughing at?" Dog Sword Immortal glared.

The Rat God, as strong as a mammoth, rebuked his followers with great authority, saying, "Insolence!"

Then, he secretly transmitted his voice: "Fellow Daoist, come to our side. With your current cultivation level, if you become a totem and are revered by countless races on earth, your strength will surely improve by a great margin."

In fact, some of the new blood in the totem system was recruited in this way.

The Dog Sword Immortal said, “Your system is flawed. When you receive worship from various races and tribes, you may appear to be renowned and shake the land, but in reality, you are also influenced by your people. In your old age, you may become confused, even go mad, and fall into the abyss.”

The giant rat totem said, "Fellow Daoist, are you underestimating us?"

Having received the promise of the Golden List, the Dog Sword Immortal was eager to make a name for himself and said, "What, you're not convinced? Then come down here and I'll kill you."

The giant rat totem's face darkened, and the seven blood-red halos around his body roared, distorting the night sky and scattering the clouds. He was very tough and said, "You really are like a dog, turning your back on me in an instant."

No one expected that these two would be facing off among the top monsters of the seventh realm.

Someone in the shadows sneered, saying, "It's like a dog trying to catch a mouse; minding its own business."

Without a doubt, with just one sentence, he offended two top experts.

Dog Sword Immortal's face immediately fell. He scanned the cat-faced humanoid totem opposite him, and then looked at the people of Old Mountain, after all, they had once killed the Earth Immortals of theirs.

"Today, I vindicate myself, and the Beast God returns!" The Dog Sword Immortal's form changed, transforming into a black and white bear, draped in a straw raincoat and wearing a bamboo hat, drawing a gleaming green bamboo sword.

At first, when everyone saw his round and chubby figure, they wanted to laugh. But when they saw him draw his sword, causing the Night Mist Sea to collapse and the terrifying sword light to cleave the sky, everyone's expression changed.

Even the experts at the seventh realm looked solemn.

Some acquaintances inevitably recalled the scene of him chasing down the four Earth Immortals with a dog and a sword, before he revealed his true form.

Now, the Panda Sword Immortal makes his appearance, with the Yin-Yang black and white diagram spinning beneath his feet, lifting him into the sky, revealing his unparalleled aura as a sword immortal.

"Come, I'll kill you!" He waved his hand, and the sword light, terrifying and boundless, shot towards the giant rat.

Boom!

A giant rat, as strong as a mammoth, trembled with seven layers of blood-red aura and soared into the air, where the two powerful beings engaged in an earth-shattering battle.

The older generation fought tooth and nail to dominate the world, and they were the ones who started the new era!

Everyone was looking up, but unfortunately, their cultivation levels were too high, and they were fighting above the heavens. All they could see was the sword light tearing through the dark sky; the figures of the two were nowhere to be seen.

The sword energy surged in countless layers, causing the thick clouds in the low sky to rise and fall in response, like a vast ocean with waves crashing against the sky.

With a deafening boom, a blinding sword light, thicker than a mountain, pierced through the sky and the earth, dazzlingly bright, tearing the entire night sky apart, as if the stars were returning to their places and the constellations of the heavens were reappearing in the world.

With a piercing scream, blood rained down, each drop burning like swarms of burning meteorites, crashing through the night sky and plummeting down.

The giant rat totem was beheaded, and its enormous headless corpse fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the golden list and the glowing black mountains blocked the densely falling blood.

Otherwise, each drop of blood could pierce through a powerful expert. That was the essence of blood from a top expert in the seventh realm. Ordinary people simply could not withstand its corrosive effects, and their bodies would explode.

A dazzling rain of blood fell, burning and rumbling, like stars falling—a truly magnificent sight!
Above the night sky, the black and white bear stood on a yin-yang symbol, holding a sword in one hand. The emerald green blade held a giant rat's head, and the endless sword energy relentlessly annihilated the totem consciousness imprisoned within the head.

"You... you just killed him?"

"Truly terrifying, a peerless sword immortal!"

Many people were shocked and gasped in disbelief.

On the totem side, even many experts felt their scalps tingle.

"How is it?" Jinbang asked.

Totem Sacred Mountain said, "It's just an initial defeat, nothing to worry about. Let's begin 'friendly exchanges' on other levels as well."

Jin Bang said, "Of course. The younger generation is competing for the future. Let this thriving generation compete and see what they are made of."

The dark mountain uttered a deep voice: "Since you've put it that way, let's go all out and open up a 'future battlefield,' where the vibrant forces under the age of eighteen can clash."

On the Jade Capital side, everyone was taken aback. Very few of the elite troops accompanying them on the expedition were under eighteen years old. Although the battle formation formed by the Golden List required the participants to work together in unison, the strength provided by those who were too young was relatively limited and they were not valued.

Jinbang responded: "Sure, I'll select a few more people."

Secretly, he informed Qin Ming, preparing to make his move.

"I'm over the age limit," Qin Ming replied inwardly. In a few months, he would be twenty-two years old, no longer a teenager under eighteen.

Jinbang said, "Don't you know it yourself? After multiple rebirths and nirvanas, if you examine your physical body and spiritual origin imprint closely, you are not even eighteen years old yet."

Qin Ming was stunned. Could this really work? Had he really returned to his youthful form?

Last time, in the other world, he consumed a large amount of thunder medicine, supplemented with the five elements, and broke through to the late stage of the Heart Lamp Realm. He did feel that his body and mind were exceptionally pure after that Nirvana.

After several dramatic transformations, he actually seems to be aging in reverse.

Subsequently, the list of successful candidates was announced again, and the selected individuals were all from the demon race.

Jinbang said, "Back then, when you attacked Yezhou, although it was an internal conflict, there was the shadow of a giant beast behind you. Now, prove yourselves."

The demons frowned deeply. An old man stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Back then, we were forced to take action for the sake of the demon race's supreme scriptures. We were indeed used, but we never actively colluded with totem civilizations from outside the realm."

Jinbang said, "No need for further words, prove yourself in the bloody battle."

Then it looked across and said, "Your hands have been too long; you couldn't hold back back then."

Among the demon race, four young men emerged, all under the age of eighteen. One of them, Zuo Hang, possessed extraordinary talent and was poised to become another pillar of the demon race after the Demon Queen's descendant, Li Shi'an.

Zuo Hang, nearly eighteen years old, has eyes as bright as stars and long black hair, looking like a human boy.

He showed his talent at a very young age, having killed a vicious tiger in his childhood and gained great fame.

He was the first to appear, facing off against a vibrant generation from the totem faction.

"Ha, I'll do it!" From the totem camp, a lion-faced youth stepped forward, his human body radiating a holy aura.

Immediately, many people felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Jinbang said, "You've been groomed as a totem since childhood, and worshipped on a pedestal? You have quite the ambition, preparing for the arrival of a golden age, and you even want to cultivate multiple supreme experts? Aren't you afraid that he won't be able to withstand the nourishment and will eventually die young?"

The dark mountain glowed and said, "It's alright. My totem system is full of talented people, and it has no shortage of top geniuses. As long as one or two of them succeed in the future, it will be worth it."

The lion-faced youth was tall and imposing, with a magnificent golden mane that resembled a divine ring wrapped around his neck. He let out a roar, imbued with Daoist rhyme, which shook the night sky and caused the thick fog to explode.

He and Zuo Hang clashed immediately, and the battle was extremely fierce.

The demons felt heavy-hearted. Zuo Hang was the number one among their younger generation, yet he encountered such a terrifying opponent right away and did not gain the upper hand. Could it be that he was going to suffer a crushing defeat?
The battle was evenly matched and quite bloody. In the end, both men lost arms and legs, and their chests and abdomens were torn open, almost ripped apart, before the match ended in a draw.

Although the demons were heavy-hearted, they had no choice but to immediately send out their second top-tier young prodigy. For them, winning or losing was not important; their attitude had to be correct.

If they are accused of colluding with totem civilizations, they will be in deep trouble.

From the totem camp, a hairy boy emerged. His body was clearly human, but his black hair was too thick, and he was not wearing clothes, making him look like a black divine ape.

The hairy boy was ferocious. He was not tall, but he possessed terrifying power. He carried a heavy spiked club, and a layer of dark light flowed around his body, like a black protective halo.

Undoubtedly, he was also totemized, and from childhood he was placed on a pedestal to receive offerings and sacrifices from some tribes.

“You’re very weak!” The hairy boy stared at the second prodigy of the demon race.

In fact, this young demon was indeed much worse than Zuo Hang.

With a deafening roar, the battle had just begun when the demon race's prodigy was jolted so badly that his arm spasmed, blood gushing from his tiger's mouth, and the mithril spear flew out of his hand.

He was no match for Mao Hai at all. He reacted hastily, and after only four moves, he was hit in the face by Mao Hai's spiked club. His face was shattered, and his head was blown off.

The demon boy died a very tragic death, and his strength was far inferior to that of the hairy boy.

Actually, the main problem was that the standard armor was difficult to break through; otherwise, he would have died even faster.

"So weak! Are all the boys in Yujing made of paper?" The boy laughed wildly, brandishing a blood-stained spiked club.

After hearing the elder's telepathic message, the third youth of the demon race appeared without saying a word.

The outcome of this battle was still predictable. The demon prodigy couldn't even last four moves before being struck on the head by the boy's spiked club. Broken skull and blood splattered everywhere, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

"This is terrible, Yujing. You've really disappointed me." The boy laughed loudly.

In the totem camp, a group of teenagers grinned and laughed out loud, creating a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

"Who else?" the hairy boy asked in a cold voice.

When the elder of the demon race sent a telepathic message, wanting the last person to go on stage, Jinbang stopped him.

Upon hearing the telepathic message, Qin Ming walked forward at a leisurely pace.

He was clad in black and gold armor, which even covered his feet, and his feet shone with a dark light. He arrived at the battlefield with a steady and powerful presence.

"Another one coming to die?" The hairy boy laughed, walking over with a spiked club. His heavy weapon was still stained with the mangled flesh and blood of the two demon youths, and blood dripped down his body.

With a sudden roar, he accelerated and swung his spiked club at Qin Ming, unleashing a terrifying white shockwave accompanied by awe-inspiring Daoist light.

He was indeed very strong; had he not died young, he would have been destined to become a top-tier totem in the future.

Qin Ming stopped, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his body as steadfast as a pine tree. With a clang, he drew the standard longsword he had chosen, and a bright, white blade flashed out, like lightning or fire, illuminating the battlefield and reaching into the hearts of some, making them tremble.

The longsword unleashed a terrifying aura. When the blade struck the spiked club, it severely damaged the heavy weapon on the spot, but instead of breaking it in two, it exploded as a whole.

Then, the long sword continued its trajectory, and with a soft thud, it slashed into the boy's face, which was first stunned and then terrified, before slicing across his body.

The boy's head was first shattered, then his body exploded, unable to withstand the force of the blow.

Qin Ming held nothing back. Facing the monster that had been enshrined on a pedestal and the nascent totem-like alien, he chose to go all out, resulting in a single strike that shattered his opponent!

Blood splattered everywhere, but not a single drop landed on him. With a clang, the sword was sheathed, its blade glistening, also unstained by blood.

"Who else?" Qin Ming asked. Although he spoke the same words, he was extremely calm and did not act as arrogantly as Mao Hai, but he was even more intimidating.

With a cold snort, a cloud of black mist drifted in from the totem camp, within which was the outline of a blurry human face. It was a monster formed from the condensation of Yin mist, in the initial stage of totemization, and quite dangerous.

However, when Qin Ming faced him, he didn't even draw his sword. Instead, he gathered the Four True Flames in his right hand and mixed in some Primordial Thunder Script, then smashed it down with a bang.

In an instant, the night sky seemed to be filled by his dazzling fist, bursting out with an extremely powerful and yang aura, which crashed into the yin mist.

A terrifying storm raged, and although the power of Yin was rampant, it was burned by the true fire and struck by lightning. The person's whole body dimmed, and then exploded.

This monster was completely destroyed, both its body and soul!

In the distance, Qian Cheng was surprised and pondered to himself. He felt that the young man in the arena was proficient in profound thunder magic. If it weren't for the firelight blocking his view, he should have been able to see some of the thunder runes.

He pondered, "This young man has remarkable talent in the field of thunder, I can exchange ideas with him. Hmm, if he is an anomaly, he might be able to be of use to me, to help me find the Primordial Myriad Thunder Script and fleece him."

"Again!" Qin Ming said, still without any warmth or charisma, but it stirred up the group of teenagers in the totem camp, making them feel a surge of pressure.

They were totem-like geniuses, and the fact that their companions were so forcefully suppressed made them all wary and indignant.

A golden behemoth emerged. Although its size was extremely large, as majestic as two giant elephants, it was indeed still a youth.

If these creatures grow up normally, they are guaranteed to reach the Grandmaster level in the end, making them a truly terrifying race. Otherwise, the word "Golden" wouldn't be added before their name.

"Who are you?" the golden behemoth asked. Its entire body was radiating golden light, as if it were bathed in layers of divine halos. Its blood energy was also golden, overflowing from its body and forming various strange runes.

It is a mutated golden behemoth, naturally much more powerful!

"Taiyi," Qin Ming calmly informed him.

A commotion broke out on the totem side.

On the other hand, Yujing's performance was even better.

"He was standing among the group of people who were called out just now, and I almost forgot who he was. He's Taiyi!"
"As expected of Taiyi!"

Within the mountains and seas of Jinbang, many people were filled with turbulent emotions and found it difficult to calm down.

The younger generation was very excited, after all, this was the person they admired as the top.

The older generation was stunned. Only today did they learn his true age: less than eighteen. Did this mean he was under sixteen when he stepped onto the dueling stage?
At this moment, the faces of the Celestial Venerable, Bodhi Saint, and others turned green. Had they really been defeated by a mere youth?
Even Yun Jianyue and Chang Xi, the woman from the temple, were taken aback, their feelings complicated.

The old barbarian god said, "No, perhaps it's because he took the precious medicine that he returned to his youthful form. There's absolutely no way he could have been a sixteen-year-old boy back then!"

He is also one of the "victims". If this gets out, where will he put his face?

“That’s right, he’s not that young!” The group of old monsters reached a consensus.

"He is... Qin Ming?" Tang Yushang was secretly shocked, while also quietly touching on the truth.

She thought Qin Ming was Yi Jian, but she never imagined he would also be Tai Yi, and now she has all sorts of doubts.

The main point is that the two fought without holding back, and they knew each other almost inside and out.

The battle erupted again, with the golden behemoth roaring and howling as it unleashed its full power.

It is indeed extremely powerful, far beyond the scope of the standard, but when facing Taiyi, it is clearly still not enough.

The blade flashed across the night sky; Qin Ming cleaved it in two strokes.

He did not sheathe his sword, but stepped forward and made a third cut, splitting open its flesh and taking away a clump of essence blood from its enormous golden heart.

"This should be considered... a super rare bloodline!"

The blood essence shone brightly, flowing like a rosy dawn, accompanied by a fragrant aroma.

Qin Ming immediately put it away; this was a rare and precious medicine.

"How dare you!" some members of the totem camp shouted.

"What's wrong with disposing of one's own spoils of war?" came the voice from the Golden List.

Qin Ming said, "If we continue fighting like this, I feel like we're bullying them."

On the other side, the people of the totem faction were almost in an uproar upon hearing this; that human youth was far too arrogant.

Jinbang responded insinually, "Do you think this victory is unfair? But how do you know that some of them have taken miraculous elixirs and returned to their youthful forms? Totemization itself is a kind of nourishment, allowing them to be reborn. In fact, some of them should already be past their prime."

Qin Ming was taken aback, then said, "Next, come and meet your death!"

Within the totem camp, a group of people were furious that someone named Taiyi had blocked their path and even killed their future totem god. They had to be removed and eliminated.

Many people believe that this is not just a battle for the future; in fact, Taiyi already shows signs of dominating the young totem of our time.

(End of this chapter)