Night without Borders

Chapter 540 Lovers and the Ultimate Trump Card Fly Together

Layered armor, long chapters, otherwise it would have been earlier.

The young and strong members of the Totem Faction, including the Five-Colored Beasts and the Three-Headed Giant Beast, stared indifferently at Qin Ming's back, silently watching him leave.

His hero is my mortal enemy. That young man single-handedly killed eight totem seeds and intimidated other young opponents into not daring to enter the fray.

A moment later, some totems couldn't contain themselves and broke the silence.

"I can't accept this!"

"The key point is that the madman once boasted that he would take on all opponents of the same level by himself, but in the end... no one was able to stop him, and he actually managed to leave the battlefield unscathed."

The younger generation, who possess a higher level of understanding within the totem, have a deep, unyielding chill in their eyes.

Even decades later, when they think about this, they will probably still feel regret, their chests will feel tight, as if a bear is riding on their faces and grinding them to the ground.

Furthermore, deep within the Night Fog world, countless powerful organizations are watching this enclave, and even the strongest beings of a supreme civilization have opened their crimson eyes.

A group of young men in the totem faction gradually developed a sense of guilt. After a series of defeats, this might cause other top civilizations to look down on them, thus triggering unpredictable and subtle changes.

On the battlefield, Xie Xiyan, Wen Dao, and Wei Shouzhen stepped forward, like three towering mountains standing side by side, slowly approaching the totem camp.

Their status is extraordinary; they have received the highest inheritance from Yujing and are regarded as the leading figures among the younger generation, capable of killing grandmasters.

Some even secretly speculated that some of them might have already broken through the shackles and become true masters.

Qin Ming's figure disappeared, and he was teleported back to the Shan Hai region by the Golden List.

In Yujing, there is a lot of discussion and high praise for him.

To this day, he remains a rogue cultivator. Recruiting a son-in-law, having a celestial immortal take on a disciple… these plans have been listed as alternatives by top-tier Daoist academies.

In this battle, Qin Ming almost defeated his opponents who were at the early stage of the fourth realm, leaving the young elites of the totem camp speechless.

"If we don't work harder, he'll threaten us." Cui Chongxiao muttered to himself with a solemn expression.

If this abandoned child were to enter the fourth realm, it would likely put considerable pressure on him.

His talent was indeed exceptional. At nearly thirty years old, he had already broken through to the seventh level of the Tongyou realm, a truly astonishing speed.

Otherwise, how could he have been accepted as a disciple by Xi Tianshou, who was known as a "god" in Esoteric Buddhism?

Xi Tianwei has dominated Yezhou for hundreds of years. He is a pioneering figure in the field of pioneering new paths. He and Chu Canglan, who has now stepped into the seventh realm of true god, are known as the "Peerless Heroes" of the Secret Sect.

His vision was so high that ordinary geniuses simply couldn't catch his eye.

Cui Chongxiao felt heavy-hearted, as if the abandoned pawn was like a demon in the abyss, about to break free from its predicament and enter the public eye, showing signs of "rising momentum".

Cui Geng, the patriarch of the Cui family, was in the sixth realm. He did not "miss" the battle this time and was summoned. He took a deep look in the direction where Qin Ming's figure disappeared.

In the realm of mountains and seas, Qin Ming appeared on a beautiful peak. The place was shrouded in white immortal mist and filled with Daoist charm, isolated from the outside world. He knew that he had once again arrived at his "exclusive territory".

This is no less than his own "dressing room," where he can unleash his "true self."

He figured he wouldn't even need to say anything; the Golden List would still let him appear, since the final showdown would solidify his reputation.

Qin Ming's bones crackled as his body underwent a slight change, becoming an inch taller and more slender, but not frail. The "Realm School" was about to be launched.

He pondered that, normally speaking, the identity of "slaying through thirty-six heavens with a single sword" probably wouldn't have a chance to appear, unless the two supreme civilizations suddenly disregarded the consequences and broke out in a bloody war that affected the entire enclave.

No one knew exactly what level the Realm Sect was at. Qin Ming did not compromise himself and transferred all the essence, energy, and spirit attached to the rag back into his physical body.

In an instant, his blood and energy surged, his vitality returned, and he was in better condition than ever before.

Qin Ming made a fist with his right hand, feeling as if he could crush a six-tusked white elephant with his bare hands. Pure Yang blood energy overflowed from his body, forming a layer of sacred radiance with patterns.

He hypnotized himself: I am a practitioner of spiritual cultivation, walking the divine path of esoteric Buddhism.

Outsiders were astonished to discover that Yun Jianyue and Wu Qingyuan, core disciples of Yujing, had been asked to step forward by the Golden List, yet these two had actually made an appearance.

The so-called core saints originally consisted of only the two of them.

Undoubtedly, their status is quite detached.

A young couple appeared, both shrouded in dazzling halos, like two blazing suns rising, attracting everyone's attention and immediately sparking heated discussions.

Soon, other voices rang out in the mountain and sea region.

Where is the Realm Sect?

"A single sword pierces through thirty-six heavens, and withered trees bloom again in spring. Why haven't they appeared? Let these top-ranked players come out and participate in the final battle."

Initially, only a small number of people shouted the slogan, but soon more and more people joined in.

"A withered tree comes back to life again. Judging from this name, one can probably guess that this person is not one of us and is probably quite old."

"I want to see Yi Jian fight. I still remember the scene where he single-handedly defeated the powerful figures of the Black Tower Civilization and their saints. Why didn't he come?"

The area between mountains and sea was filled with a cacophony of sounds.

After all, both the Realm Master and the One Sword Master were far beyond their limits that day, and could overpower the older generation of giants such as the Heavenly Venerable, the Old Barbarian God, and the Bodhi Saint in the same field.

"My OCD is acting up. Now that Taiyi has shown up, let the Boundary School and Yijian make their appearance too!"

There is no doubt that this call is very strong.

Jinbang remained calm and offered no response.

Soon after, someone suggested a possibility: "Perhaps, the Realm Sect and One Sword are too old to participate in the battle?"

Some suspect that these two are peerless immortals, and they are on the battlefield of the old monsters of the seventh realm.

"When we saw Taiyi appear, we were prejudiced and assumed that the two adjacent top spots were also very young. Now it seems that we were mistaken."

Upon hearing this, Jinbang felt he could no longer remain silent or "reserved." He thought that the Yujing region was teeming with talented people, with geniuses as numerous as carp crossing a river. How could he waste such a great opportunity to showcase his abilities?

"The Realm Faction joins the battle!"

"A sword awaits its command!"

As it made its sound, everyone in the entire mountain and sea region was immediately astonished; these two top performers were indeed "young and vigorous."

In the blink of an eye, a golden light spread out to form a road, leading a young man dressed in crimson armor to the front of the two armies.

Jinbang said, "You wait here."

It fully demonstrates what it means to be born into a land of outstanding people and abundant resources. The Jade Capital is teeming with extraordinary talents, and it seems to be struggling with its own choices, unsure of who to let take the stage.

"He's the Realm Master? He follows the Divine Path system. He shone brightly on the dueling stage back then, his brilliance was dazzling."

Many people's eyes were focused on the immovable, handsome young man in the center of the arena, but unfortunately all they could see was the glowing crimson armor and the protective gear covering his face.

At this moment, Li Wanfa, Wei Shouzhen, Wen Dao and others all looked over, because they felt that this was someone who could stand on equal footing with them and kill a grandmaster!

Bathed in celestial light, Yunjianyue stood gracefully, as radiant as the rising sun and as dazzling as a lotus emerging from clear water, and she too turned her head to gaze upon it.

In the past, one of her clones also participated in the battle, taking the name Celestial Immortal, and was defeated by the Realm Sect on the Sword Fighting Arena.

Jinbang spoke, breaking the silence and drawing everyone's attention away, saying, "Xie Xiyan, Qian Cheng, it's your turn to compete. Don't hold back."

People were taken aback. Xie Xiyan was one thing, as he held a very high position, but who exactly was this Qian Cheng? Why send him on stage in this kind of situation?

Jin Bang once again called upon his men, saying, "In the realm of Grandmasters, is there anyone willing to step in? Chang Xi, you should make your move."

Clearly, it didn't want to waste time and wanted the competition to end as soon as possible.

Everyone was taken aback. Chang Xi's name had also appeared on the new list, ranking very high. At the same time, she had other identities revealed, such as Guang Han.

Qin Ming stared at Chang Xi, the woman from the temple in the Fourth Forbidden Land, Xiao Wu's hometown.

Looking back, the two had even exchanged skills, and afterwards Chang Xi had treated him to "fragrant mist tea," where he also received a revised version of the scriptures by the master of silk calligraphy.

Qin Ming naturally knew that Chang Xi was very strong, proficient in various paths of magic, even skilled in the new life path of magic, and had even once unleashed the Heaven-Splitting Force, which was on par with the Tathagata Force.

Chang Xi, as if shrouded in moonlight, appeared hazy and ethereal, gracefully walking forward. As she raised her hand, a moon wheel appeared at her white fingertips; she was about to challenge the Grandmaster of the Totem Faction.

Suddenly, thunder roared in the distance, as if someone was undergoing a heavenly tribulation. Countless lightning bolts scattered the night mist and filled the void.

A colossal beast exploded on the spot, spraying blood and scattering bone fragments. The remains were charred black. This was a renowned grandmaster in the totem faction, who had only been on the scene for a short while... before he exploded?

The two camps were in a daze, and many people were stunned.

Many people had just shifted their attention to Grandmaster Chang Xi when the battle on one side quickly came to a conclusion.

"It's Qian Cheng!"

In Yujing, the crowd erupted in uproar.

This unknown young man is actually so powerful? Moreover, he is so domineering, using the most powerful and masculine thunder seal as his first move.

"What happened? I was just distracted for a moment, and he already killed a Grandmaster? That's truly terrifying."

Many people were stunned. Qian Cheng had been unknown before, but he made a stunning move, killing a giant beast master on his first appearance.

"Has this battle exceeded fifteen moves?"

"Not even half the price!"

"Am I, an old demon, reverting to my youth? How terrifying!"

Not only were many people in Yujing stunned, but even their opponents fell silent for a moment.

The totem faction had already suffered a series of defeats, and when they sent out a powerful young man with an astonishing reputation, he was eliminated so quickly.

As if things weren't going to go wrong, they were already at a disadvantage, and now they've been dealt another blow.

The words from the Golden List, "The younger generation is fighting for the future," resonated once again in their ears.

Could it be that if they don't humble themselves in the future, they will be wiped out by the next generation of Yujing people? Judging from the behavior of Taiyi, Qin Ming, Qian Cheng and others, this is indeed a possibility.

Even the sacred mountain of totems is shrouded in dark clouds, and the future seems bleak. Some of the younger generation's elites are being "forced to mature" and prematurely placed on altars, but they cannot stop their contemporaries in Yujing.
With a bang, Xie Xiyan's opponent was also sent flying. The blonde woman, covered in cracks, struggled to her feet, swallowed a precious medicine, and tried to stop her body from being destroyed.

However, it was too late. Her slender body was as fragile as paper, burning inside, with light leaking out from the cracks in her skin.

With a loud crash, she disintegrated, and blood rained down everywhere.

Her light of consciousness was also doomed, seized by Xie Xiyan's outstretched black hand, which extinguished all light like a black hole.

"Who dares to fight me?" Wen Dao, the third core saint of Yujing, took the initiative to step into the arena. He was a prodigy recognized by all the old mountain factions in the heavens, and was allowed to occupy the third flower of the Great Dao.

A colossal figure, seemingly emerging from the abyss, appeared. Tall and imposing, with heavy steps, his presence caused the ground to tremble and cast large shadows as he disappeared into the darkness.

Without uttering a word, he immediately engaged in a fierce battle with Wendao.

The battle was bloody and extremely brutal, like two young gods and demons fighting each other. Each of them had an arm torn off, their sternums broken, and several broken bones scattered on the ground. Finally, they were both sent flying backward, their consciousness and soul light dimming.

The two stepped back and did not re-enter the arena.

No one was surprised to learn that the power he displayed was terrifying, exceeding all expectations and no weaker than Xie Xiyan. However, his opponent was also ridiculously strong.

An Earth Immortal spoke up: "That giant doesn't seem to follow the path of the totem system; he seems more like a true abyssal creature. Have you called in outside help?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" an old totem responded.

Wu Qingyuan entered the arena. As one of the two original core saints of Yujing, he was silent and surrounded by auspicious clouds, his figure shining like the sun in the sky.

He was confident and aloof, as if standing atop the highest heavens, detached from the world. He said nothing, but raised his hand to the person opposite him, issuing a challenge.

From the rear of the totem camp, a strange bird emerged. It resembled a roc, but it did not have golden wings. It was divided into black and white, and its wings looked like they were covered with yin and yang patterns.

The moment everyone saw it, they immediately sensed danger, and their hearts sank.

“This seems to be a… pure-blooded Roc, but it has mutated, and may be even more terrifying!” On the Jade Capital side, an elderly Earth Immortal spoke up. Not all old monsters are qualified to step into the Seventh Realm battlefield. His expression was solemn, and he saw through the clues.

Even a self-assured saint like Wu Qingyuan became serious and took the matter very seriously after sensing the other party's aura.

Sure enough, after the battle broke out, he had an extremely difficult time. Before long, his armor was shattered, his shoulders were stained with blood, and his neck was torn.

The mutated roc transformed into a young Taoist priest, whose attack was like the collapse of the heavens, blurring the night sky before it twisted and crumbled.

During the battle, the young Taoist priest spread his sleeves as if he were reaching for the sky, obscuring the heavens, and thunder and gale appeared and crashed down.

"It's suspected to be the 'Primordial Myriad Thunder Script'!" Qian Cheng exclaimed in surprise.

With a thunderous roar, the large sleeve, like a dark cloud, covered the core saint disciple Wu Qingyuan. The latter, who roamed freely between heaven and earth, could not avoid the large sleeve and was engulfed by lightning and gale.

Subsequently, Wu Qingyuan was sent flying, his body shattered into pieces, and his pure Yang consciousness was almost extinguished. At the critical moment, the special weapon on his body actively revived and carried him away.

"The disciples of the Jade Capital are nothing special!" the young Taoist said calmly.

He also possesses special weapons that are reviving within him, ready to respond to any unexpected events. Bathed in celestial radiance, he speaks little, yet exudes power and terror.

An old earth immortal said in a deep voice, "These are definitely not the methods of your totem camp!"

"You're making a fuss over nothing!" An old totem of the seventh realm refused to admit it.

In Yujing, many people realized that the other side had "help" and might be supported by other supreme civilizations behind the scenes, which was why they dared to invade.

Jinbang spoke up: "It's nothing serious. It's not the fault of the external environment. We had long anticipated this day and are ready to take on those 'scarlet dojos' deep within the Night Fog World at any time. It's not certain who the hunter will be."

At this moment, Yun Jianyue walked forward. The first core saint of Yujing was going into battle in full force. The celestial god and celestial immortal clones merged into one, and he was finally going to take action personally.

On the other side, Chang Xi couldn't find an opponent because none of the Grandmasters in the Totem faction would accept the challenge. One of the giant beasts said it would wait until the Grandmasters finished their duels before making a move.

In fact, once they start fighting at this level, it's a matter of life and death. The grandmasters of the totem system felt that the sparring battle was coming to an end, and there was no need for them to get involved at the last moment.

The young Taoist priest, who had been transformed from a mutated roc, was called back and did not engage in a final battle with the First Saint of Jade Capital.

Jinbang spoke up: "What, another person from a supreme civilization has arrived, but you're reluctant to let your core saints continue the bloody battle? Are you worried?"

It paused slightly before saying, "If you want to weigh us up, feel free to step in."

An aged voice responded: "We were only invited to 'lend a hand' out of past favors, and we have no intention of waging a full-scale war against your Yujing."

"Hypocritical!" That was Jin Bang's assessment.

Then, it mustered its troops again, calling out Tang Yushang and Yin Tian, ​​whom it had never heard of before.

In addition, the third match between the Seventh Realm Old Monsters has also come to a conclusion, with Yujing emerging victorious once again.

Jinbang specifically named Zhuo Kun and selected him to play in the fourth match.

Anyone who knows Zhuo Kun's background is deeply shocked.

He was the most senior among the various ancient mountain peaks in the heavens, and also one of the strongest. In his prime, this old monster was known as a half-step god.

In fact, when the various departments sealed off the heavens above the Nine Heavens, Zhuo Kun was invited out of the mountains. Each old mountain peak spared no effort to extract the sap of the Great Dao Tree to restore his vitality and suppress the world.

Without a doubt, this old monster is indeed terrifyingly powerful.

Above the Sea of ​​Night Mist, the battle between the Seventh Realm Elders has a significant impact, determining the relative strength of the current powers.

The totem faction refused to believe in superstition and sent one of their top totem gods to face the consequences.

The moment the two old monsters ascended to the sky, the heavens were instantly torn apart, and light illuminated the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Jinbang was transmitting his voice to Tang Yushang, promising to temporarily sever the shackles of her bloodline, and that she would be in a state of full recovery for a month.

"Can't it be permanently removed?" Da Tang asked.

Jinbang solemnly reminded you: "The bloodline shackles of the Lord of Yujing will ultimately depend on you!"

Tang Yushang and Yin Tian went down to the field to challenge potential "foreign aid".

Subsequently, Qin Ming of the Realm Sect and Yun Jianyue, a core disciple, were also dispatched.

With a thunderous roar, the great battle between the ancient monsters from beyond the heavens was decided in the shortest possible time. Zhuo Kun was incredibly brave and worthy of being the strongest "fighter" who carried the treasures of Star Mountain, Purple Cloud Cave, and Thunder Palace to the ground to suppress the immortals.

The battle had barely begun when he killed the totem, even faster than the battles of the younger generation, directly deciding life and death and determining the victor.

At this moment, the sacred totem mountain shook violently, dark clouds churned, and its heart was filled with unease. It had heard that the Jade Capital had vanished and believed that this supreme civilization was utterly corrupt and not far from its end.

It came to take advantage of the situation, to establish its authority, and also to test the waters by offering benefits from other supreme civilizations. It thought it had achieved multiple goals at once, but in the end... it kicked a hornet's nest and its foot is about to break.

The totem camp seemed to lack "outside help" among the young and strong, and few people made appearances as a favor. As a result, they were swept aside by Yun Jianyue, Tang Yushang, and Yin Tian.

"Hiss, Tang Yushang and Yun Jianyue's cultivation methods are very similar. They're almost like they were taught by the same teacher. They're more like fellow disciples than the other saints."

"That is the core heritage of Yujing!"

At the same time, people also realized that Yin Tian was equally extraordinary, with superb skills that they had never heard of before. He was truly a hidden genius.

Although the highly anticipated Realm Sect has left the arena, they have not encountered any opponents and no one has challenged them.

Qin Ming was very disappointed, as he hadn't earned a single merit in battle.

The main reason is that when he appeared, he received so much attention that many people in the Shan Hai region called on him to fight, which made his opponents uneasy.

The young experts in the totem faction clearly heard the keyword "top of the list," and naturally felt extremely wary.

In their view, the great battle between the old monsters of the seventh realm was probably coming to an end, and they wouldn't continue here either; there was no need to fight desperately in the final moments.

Qin Ming muttered to himself, "I never imagined that I would have a moment where my mere reputation could so severely intimidate my opponents!"

After defeating her opponent cleanly and decisively, Tang Yushang returned gracefully, untouched by worldly affairs.

When Qin Ming looked over, she raised her chin and gave him a dismissive glance.

If you didn't know her background, you would really think she was very aloof and had an infinite sense of distance.

Qin Ming knew all too well that this was all an illusion.

In public, Tang Yushang is a cold and aloof goddess, somewhat pretentious, as if she were a celestial being descended to earth. But in private, she is very down-to-earth. She has been beaten to tears and even reported others after a crushing defeat.

Qin Ming looked at her behavior and wanted to burst out laughing.

"Sage!"

The list of successful candidates once again calls upon the patriarch of Bo calligraphy, one of the sources of chaotic energy, and the sage of Pugong to participate in the fifth round.

A great red dragon carried the old sage, whose demeanor had turned cold and whose smile had vanished, soaring into the sky. From there came his indifferent voice: "Who will fight me?"

After waiting a moment, the sage asked again, "What, are you all too afraid?"

On Totem Sacred Mountain, dark clouds surged, foreshadowing the mountain's extremely bad mood. In the great battle between the old monsters of the seventh realm, only one match ended in a draw; they had lost three matches in a row. If this were to spread to the depths of the Night Mist World, their entire system would undoubtedly become prey.

If they want to avoid being targeted and looked down upon by all sides, the totem faction will probably have no choice but to form alliances with other supreme civilizations in the future, or more precisely, to be semi-dependent.

Totem Sacred Mountain really wants to say: Damn it!

It was bewitched by a supreme civilization and became somewhat infatuated. Although it gained many benefits, it suffered more losses than gains in this mess, and the result was rather tragic.

Because it showed people that a powerful totem civilization, which seemed very large, was actually... utterly useless when it mattered most!
This time, it revealed its true colors.

All parties offered them benefits, urging them to consider the capital, but in the end, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

"Even Jade Capital City has disappeared, how can they still be so strong?" Totem Holy Mountain was puzzled and angry, various thoughts flashing through his mind.

During this period, the Totem Civilization was on good terms with all sides and was flattered so much that it actually believed it could take over the Jade Capital. However, its glory has been stripped away, and it may fall into the abyss.

The Totem Sacred Mountain gazed into the distance and asked, "Didn't you say you were going to hunt down the Jade Capital faction? If not now, when?"

At this moment, a great battle of the seventh realm broke out in the sky. A totem of the supreme realm was very fierce and soared into the night sky to meet the sage who had mastered the Chaos Force.

Boom!

Above the sky, it seemed as if thunder was exploding, terrifying lights intertwined, the night sky seemed to be torn apart, and the scene of the great battle was extremely frightening.

Qin Ming's heart pounded. As expected of one of the sources of Chaos Force, the sage was indeed extraordinary. The mere aura he emitted allowed him to perceive extraordinary Daoist principles and gain some insights.

At the same time, he realized that this sage had kept a low profile in Pugong for many years before claiming to have reached the seventh realm, and probably had already broken through the barrier long ago.

After all, it is said that the old Buddha obtained a fragmented grotto-heaven and had great fortune; otherwise, he would not have reached this level and should have blown it up long ago.

Rumble... Chaotic energy poured down like divine thunder, raging above the sea of ​​night mist. The totem exploded, and blood rained down.

"Stop!" Totem Sacred Mountain shouted.

However, in the night sky, a gigantic hand, shrouded in chaotic light, grabbed the consciousness of that totem and pulled it into the boundless darkness.

The supreme chaotic energy of sages has a devouring attribute. It may not be able to refine pure yang consciousness for one's own use, but it can crush, obliterate, and cast it into the abyss.

The sacred totem mountain shook, and the 108 illusory figures of celestial gods below lifted it into the sky, unleashing its boundless power.

At the same time, the young giant beasts, the abyssal phantoms, and the old monsters preparing for the battle were all guided back to stand on that magnificent and boundless mountain.

The Golden List boomed: "You want to wage all-out war against me? It seems you've lost your temper and, knowing your predicament, are you perhaps forced to agree to the unreasonable demands of other supreme civilizations?"

In a short time, Qin Ming, Tang Yushang, and others were also guided back to the Shan Hai territory of the Golden List.

With a thunderous roar, the Totem Sacred Mountain expanded, growing ever larger and more boundless, threatening to crush the heavens and shatter the entire sea of ​​night mist as it charged toward the Golden List.

No one expected that the final battle would suddenly break out like this.

Originally, the two supreme training grounds, which were different, would have tried their best to avoid a direct confrontation between the two systems. But now, it is unstoppable, and a battle of the highest level is about to take place.

"This..." Qin Ming was shocked. Then, he felt his special weapon—the five-colored treasure fragment—fall off on its own and hang to one side.

It emitted a five-colored light and said, "Feel it carefully. In countless great eras, we have never encountered such a grand scene. If you do not die, you will surely reap great rewards in the future!"

Qin Ming asked, "You're not going to fight with me? You're going to act alone?"

The special weapon fragment spoke: "Your level is not high enough right now. Your existence is mainly to provide me with emotional value and awaken my former self."

Rumble!
In the distance, besides the pitch-black totem sacred mountain, a vast expanse of silver sea appeared, suggesting that another supreme civilization was about to join the war.

Qin Ming asked worriedly, "Can Yujing hold out?"

The five-colored treasure fragment said, "Yujing, no matter what, is one of the strongest civilizations. It has always been preparing to take on all its opponents one-on-one. Just wait and see!"

The fluctuations were also coming from further away, and they were quite terrifying. Even many old earth immortals felt that the situation was not good!

Wow!
Within the realm of mountains and seas, a nine-colored ice mountain emerges, from which ancient coffins are about to be born, having already cracked through parts of the thick ice layer.

"This is..." Qin Ming looked surprised.

The five-colored treasure fragments said, "Old lovers, after so many years of accumulation, it's not a small amount. It's time for them to shine in their great era!"

"Old lovers?" Qin Ming was taken aback. What kind of talk was that?

The five-colored treasure fragment said, "The chains of the Dao Chain, without the supreme magic chains within their bodies, they wouldn't have lasted this long; they're all old chain people."

In the distance, the fields were shrouded in a gray haze, with rivers and seas surging in the sky and abysses emerging—all manifestations of the supreme civilization's trump cards and power, about to be unleashed.

"What can we do?" Qin Ming asked, knowing that even if he could kill a Grandmaster here, he wouldn't be of any help.

The five-colored fragment said, "This kind of large-scale collision is not a battle between one person or one lineage. No matter how strong an individual is, it is not enough. It requires the cooperation of all immortals. Everyone just needs to release themselves in the Golden Ranking!"

Qin Ming nodded. There was no need to think or say anything more at this moment. He just needed to do his best and fight to the death!

The voice of the five-colored treasure fragment was somewhat low as it said, "The environment of heaven and earth has changed. After the primordial energy, the primordial yellow energy, and so on have been exhausted, and after most of the old guys have died, perhaps it will be time for your generation to clean up the mess." It seemed to be thinking of the past, that its previous master, who had died in battle, was also just as young.

(End of this chapter)