Night without Borders

Chapter 544 The Supreme Bloodbath Comes to an End

Between heaven and earth, the vast sword energy transformed into rivers and seas, the white-haired sword immortal's figure gradually faded, a lone boat sailed the sea, plunging into the abyss.

In the realm of mountains and seas, many sword cultivators drew their swords simultaneously, their clanging sounds echoing through heaven and earth, bidding him farewell.

Qin Ming felt a sense of awe. The world was vast, and life was too short. Even celestial beings could only live for a little over two thousand years. Would he also have a day when he was too old to draw his own sword?

That peerless swordsman was incredibly brilliant in his era, but as his life came to an end, he was so frail that he could barely walk. When he unleashed his final sword strike, he needed the help of his closest friends and confidants.

"He pierced through thirty-six heavens with a single sword strike, where is he?"

Sword energy soared into the sky, and then, countless sword lights converged towards the end of the peerless sword immortal's life path, which was also his final journey home.

At this moment, people will naturally think of the person who once unleashed the Nine-Colored Sword Demon.

"Qiang!"

Qin Ming drew his sword, and the nine ultimate domains of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, wind and thunder merged together. The nine-colored sword light carried the power to cut through all things, and the sword questioned the meaning of immortality, plowing across the sky.

The Golden List empowered him and amplified the sword intent of others, causing thousands of sword lights to roar and intertwine in the night sky.

The white-haired sword immortal merged into the sword light and was no longer visible, but many people felt that in the final moment, before entering the abyss, he looked back and it seemed that a gaze was fixed on the Nine-Colored Sword Demon.

"it is good."

A very small number of highly skilled old sword cultivators heard his last word and seemed to feel relieved; in a daze, he seemed to smile.

With a deafening roar, a sound like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart, the abyss shattered, the dark rock wall broke into pieces, not completely destroyed, but it did indeed disintegrate in part.

A dazzling display of sword light swept across the sky, engulfing the area.

The Golden List had already been greatly depleted, and it was still making moves. At this moment, the Shan Hai region shook.

"kill!"

On the other side, the immortal body refiner, whose whole body was covered in golden light, also unleashed his last fist light, then dissipated and merged into the fist intent.

Those who followed him also unleashed their final blows.

Within the realm of mountains and seas, Celestial Venerable Lu Heng, Sages, and others made their moves from afar, using the power of their Supreme Golden Body and their Chaotic Force to send that person off.

The list of successful candidates did not show favoritism; it once again exerted its power and provided additional support.

The silver sea collapsed, and huge waves washed the sky. Among the celestial race, a huge bird shadow flew into the sky, but then exploded with a bang, and even more silver-blooded aliens were splattered with blood.

The sage stood with his hands behind his back and sighed, “The world is vast, and we are all on a journey. Whether we are individuals or mountains and rivers, we are all so insignificant. Even the strongest of an era can only leave behind a few fleeting names.”

The old patriarch of the Huang family asked, "Fellow Daoist seems quite moved. Is this a sign of having developed a mind that transcends worldly concerns?"

The sage said, "No, I want to live longer!"

The massive body of the seven-headed celestial dragon emerged from the surface of the silver sea and said, "After fighting for so long, both of us have been greatly exhausted. Deep within the Night Mist World, there must be pairs of scarlet eyes that have opened. Why don't we just stop here?"

A muffled thunderous sound echoed from the abyss, and a mountain-like figure rose up, stepping out of the abyss. His tone was firm as he said, "We have come from afar; how can we give up so easily!"

On the silvery, steaming sea, the Seven-Headed Heavenly Dragon pondered for a moment, and finally said, "It is not advisable to fight any further. How about this, Yujing will cede this enclave as compensation to us."

Above the abyss, the enormous monster with countless golden eyes on its face spoke: "What use is a mere place with limited territory and such barrenness?"

The Seven-Headed Heavenly Dragon said, "The mineral resources are abundant, containing various rare metals that can be used to forge magic arrays. Furthermore, in the depths of the Night Mist World, other supreme civilizations have already set their sights on this area. If we continue fighting, others may take advantage of the situation."

Subsequently, both camps looked towards the depths of the mountain and sea region and discussed ending the conflict there.

Jinbang responded, "You two are trying to covet this prime piece of land with just a few words. Do you have any shame? Have you even won? Where do you get the audacity to negotiate such terms with me!"

"Don't you know how exhausted you are? If we continue fighting, I will pay a price, but you may be completely disintegrated."

"Your ultimate move is to annihilate the enemy, isn't it? Detonate yourself. But you can't drag us down with you. We're stopping now just because we don't want to go to that final step."

The Celestials and monsters from the Abyss Civilization in the Silver Sea have already shown signs of retreating and are no longer as aggressive as before.

Jinbang said, "You've only been hurt badly and are afraid that even if you fight to the end, you won't be able to wear me down."

It was created during the glorious period of Yujing. The spirit of the artifact is exhausted now, but its attitude remains strong because it understands these two supreme systems. If it takes a step back, then they will take two steps forward.

"How about this, cede the plains where your Celestial Clan's 'Free City' is located, as well as the Dark Mountains of your Abyss Civilization. I've heard they have good resources; consider them as war reparations."

"are you crazy?"

"How dare you ask us to cede territory?"

The eyes of the high-ranking members of the Celestial Clan and the Abyss Civilization turned cold.

"Don't you even look at how many subordinate civilizations have come with us? Do you want to fight us to the death?"

Jinbang responded coldly: "They're just a bunch of rabble. If it were me, I wouldn't bother leading such a team to their deaths."

Within the realm of mountains and seas, some top-tier Daoist lineages actually no longer wished to continue the fight. Given a choice, they were unwilling to fight to the death. At this moment, they were simply listening quietly.

The voice that came from the silver sea turned icy cold, saying, "There's no room for negotiation anymore. You still want to fight?"

The Abyss Civilization then gave the order: "Attack!"

Jinbang said, "Who's afraid of who? Let's set off another big firecracker!"

In an instant, the thirty-six Heaven-Stabilizing Divine Pillars resounded, each one towering to the heavens and standing firmly on the earth. The inscriptions on them went from blurry to clear, depicting mountains, rivers, and all things, as well as sacrificial texts, booming and resounding as they traversed the void.

With a whoosh, they teleported over and then descended from the sky, covering a war-torn island beneath them.

That was a territory belonging to the Celestial Clan, sent to provide assistance. It was led by an old monster of the seventh realm, and now they had activated the magic array, intending to fight back.

However, after the thirty-six Heaven-Stabilizing Divine Pillars were nourished by a large amount of blood mist and soul fragments from the Totem Clan, their power became stronger than ever before.

Each one carried lightning, accompanied by eerie prayers and sacrificial sounds, like pillars supporting the sky. With a deafening roar, they pierced through the void, nailing themselves into this massive war island. Then, each one shone brightly, tearing it apart and shredding it to pieces.

This subordinate civilization exploded.

Most importantly, the blood mist that rose from the island was completely absorbed by the thirty-six Heaven-Stabilizing Stakes.

It sustains itself through warfare, making it a formidable weapon in such large-scale bloody battles.

The sage's eyes were deep as he murmured to himself, "Is the Heaven-Stabilizing Divine Stake a 'heaven-stabilizing' stake, or a stake that stabilizes the 'heavenly gods'?" He had personally handled it and controlled it for over a century.

"Attack! Encircle and annihilate them!"

"Since you insist on continuing the fight, then be prepared for total annihilation!"

A chilling voice echoed from the silver sea and the abyss, and the great battle erupted once again.

Both places were ablaze with dazzling light, and they both unleashed terrifying weapons.

Moreover, a rotten dragon head emerged from the silver sea once more, as large as a mountain, and roared up, stronger than the previous rotten wings, launching a fierce attack.

From the abyss, half of a terrifying face, covered in eyes, soared into the sky, shooting out hundreds of beams of light that unleashed a storm of attacks on the Golden List side.

In addition, those subordinate civilizations also received a death order to attack like madmen, otherwise they would be purged by the supreme civilization afterward.

Buzz!
The five-colored treasure fragments roared and transformed into armor. There was no one inside, but it seemed as if someone was sighing softly, and a five-colored sword appeared on the right hand.

Then, it took the initiative to break out and fully recovered!
Not only it, but all the special weapons in the Golden List territory seemed to have a resurgence of their former glory, as if their old masters had returned and were leading them into battle.

The nine-colored iceberg was also crackling, and some decaying old monsters emerged, some calmly, some helplessly, whether they wanted to or not, they still came out.

An old woman sighed, "We've been raising corpses for years, only to use them for a moment. That's right, without the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain, we would have died long ago. We should have been aware of the living dead. We should have foreseen this scene thousands of years ago."

Jinbang said, "Your efforts today can be considered as a way to reduce the sins of your descendants. Some of your unworthy descendants have committed serious mistakes. If Yujing returns, there will inevitably be a reckoning."

"what?"

Those corrupt powerhouses who emerged from beneath the iceberg were stunned, while the current Earth Immortals of old mountain strongholds such as Star Mountain, Purple Cloud Cave, and Thunder Palace were terrified, as the Locking Heaven incident was far from over.
Jinbang said, "I am only responsible for foreign wars and not for these matters, but I think that when Yujing reappears, those responsible will be held accountable."

Immediately, the true gods and earth immortals of those old mountain strongholds were all unsettled.

Jin Bang said, "Just now, as you all saw, that peerless sword immortal and that expert who mastered the 'Supreme Golden Body' technique both had extraordinary achievements. These merits will be recorded truthfully to atone for their descendants..."

Immediately, a top-tier Earth Immortal rushed towards the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain, shouting loudly, "Ancestor, please come down from the mountain!"

After rushing to the foot of the mountain, an old monster of the seventh realm knelt down and shouted, "Ancestor, wake up! Your decay is not severe, and you must still be maintaining your peak power. Come out and help the family fight!"

In the distance, many people stared in disbelief.

The people on the ground, in particular, looked at each other in disbelief. None of them had ancestors in the iceberg, and when they saw this scene, they all felt it was absurd.

"Beast!"

"Unfilial descendants!"

Some of the old creatures in the iceberg are so ancient that outsiders no longer know what era they lived in, but they are still vaguely remembered by their descendants, who call them out.

Those old mountains in the sky were not corrupt from the beginning. Looking back, they once produced many heroes. Otherwise, how could a figure like the White-Haired Sword Immortal have emerged?

In fact, all the old mountain peaks were originally on the ground. It was because they were dazzling and incredibly powerful that their ancestors lifted their grottoes into the sky and arrived in the highest heavens.

However, just as there are no dynasties that last forever, those celestial realms will eventually rise and fall.

Those forces that have survived to the present day are among the most powerful.

Many large organizations have long since disappeared into history.

For example, some rotten old monsters now walk out blankly, and no one recognizes them.

The elderly relatives who went to claim kinship felt their mental state was about to collapse. They felt it would have been better if no descendants existed in the world. They felt that their descendants were too unfilial and that this was an invitation for them to go to their deaths.

"How could you have degenerated to this state?" An old man with a decaying face, who was intolerant of any wrongdoing, was a man from ancient times who had been upright and fierce in his lifetime. He now knew that his descendants were incredibly audacious, willing to seal off the heavens in order to prolong their own lives, which truly enraged him and made him tremble with anger.

Some people argued: "Ancestor, don't be angry. We thought that Yujing had disappeared and that we would have to take the lead in defending against foreign enemies. We had no choice but to use the resources we had to stabilize ourselves and wait for the future breakthrough."

"Bastard!"

Not all the old predecessors buried in the iceberg were of noble character and upright integrity, such as some of those sent in the last four hundred years.

If we trace their origins, they may be one of the main roots of corruption.

At this moment, some of them lay silently in the ice coffins, trying to buy time. They hoped they could survive the great battle, since they were still "young" and showed no signs of decay.

However, those in charge of these old factions, eager to make a name for themselves and avoid future purges, were almost all present and had already begun calling names according to their family genealogies.

"Fifteenth Ancestor, come out quickly! I personally sent you in back then. Your condition is absolutely amazing. Hurry up and do your part for the clan!"

"Damn it!" Some of the old men who were lying dead were so angry that their hands and feet were trembling.

"You are truly worthy of being the descendants I have taught!"

……

In this era, the leaders of these old strongholds were all personally instructed by those rotten "master roots," so they were very clear about the state and thoughts of their ancestors.

In fact, they were even more adept at this kind of struggle than their earliest corrupt ancestors. Before the nine-colored iceberg, all walks of life unfolded.

The sight of a group of people digging up their ancestors' graves and urging them to depart was truly an eye-opener for Qin Ming, Bai Meng, and the others.

In fact, the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain is not entirely inhabited by true gods from heaven or those who have accumulated seven suns; there are also ancient, peerless warriors from the earth.

Just now, someone stepped forward; he was once an unparalleled powerhouse on the ground.

He was an elderly man who still retained some traces of refinement, his white robe fluttering in the wind, his complexion dull, his once handsome face now covered with wrinkles, and his gray hair disheveled.

He gazed at the night sky and sighed softly, “I was once hailed as the strongest divine seed of my time. Some praised me, while others cursed me as a dog with chains on his body. Whether it was glory or disgrace, that’s how my life has come to be. Whether I was clear-headed or confused, it was still a life. Let praise and blame fly away with the wind.”

He strode forward, his aura growing ever stronger, and declared, "All traces of me in this world will vanish today. What else is there to care about? Raise my Heavenly Blade and sever your dog heads!"

With a roar, his divine light surged, his Dharma form became terrifying, instantly reaching the height of a mountain, towering into the sky and crashing into the silver sea, cleaving a small portion of the vast ocean with the heavenly blade in his hand.

At this moment, he was filled with overwhelming power and fearlessness. He immediately burned all his energy and spirit, unleashing his most powerful sword intent, which was also his life force.

It is difficult to evaluate these ancient figures. As he himself said, some people will praise him and some people will criticize him. Whether it is honor or disgrace, it will all be swept away by the wind in this battle.

Despite the grumbling and cursing, those ancestors who were being urged to come out of seclusion still had to participate, whether they wanted to or not, they had no choice.

If we take the initiative, both sides can maintain a more dignified appearance.

Naturally, some people were unwilling to engage in such a bloody battle; this is human nature. Not everyone can be a hero with unparalleled heroism and the spirit to swallow mountains and rivers.

Regardless of the circumstances, they ultimately did their part, and their actions, regardless of their intentions, have earned them recognition from all sides.

The Golden List is somewhat weakened, but it still chooses to empower the top experts.

"I never imagined I'd actually live to see this day! What's the point of living a half-dead, half-alive existence? I've held on until now, just to unleash that final, devastating blow!"

A burly man stepped forward, carrying a massive hammer crackling with countless bolts of lightning. He blasted the hammer and himself away, disappearing into the abyss.

After the elderly couple regained their senses, they looked at each other with tender smiles, and the man gently brushed the white hair from the woman's forehead to one side.

"Wrinkles don't look good," the woman whispered.

The old man shook his head and said, "No, in my eyes, among the fairies above the nine heavens, I don't even look at any of the others. You will always be the most beautiful."

Many people watched without saying a word. Even those who found it cheesy understood that this was their last act of intimacy.

Sure enough, they looked at each other with tenderness, and then in an instant, they became serious and charged into the silver sea together.

Amidst the thunderous roar, two dazzling celestial flames burned the silver sea until the two figures were permanently extinguished.

The bloody battle between the supreme civilizations was extremely fierce. Whether it was the Celestial Clan, the Abyss Civilization, or the Jade Capital, all of them mobilized their resources and paid the price in blood and lives.

"If we continue fighting, the other supreme civilizations of the Night Mist World will benefit. Do you still want to continue?" The Celestials were getting anxious. They hadn't expected their opponents to be so tenacious and difficult to wear down.

"You must compensate us!" Jinbang shouted.

From the silver sea came many angry voices, a mixture of men and women: "You are all bark and no bite! Don't you even think about it? Jade Capital has vanished, but our 'Heavenly City' still stands, majestically beyond the heavens. Do you want to provoke the wrath of Heavenly City? You cannot bear it!"

From within that dilapidated, vast abyss, an aged yet powerful voice echoed: "Our 'Ancestral Abyss' is still here. After losing Jade Capital, what will you use to fight? And you still dare to demand compensation."

Jinbang said, "Yujing will naturally reappear, and your Tiancheng and Zuyuan will probably be difficult to emerge, right? Moreover, if we really had no fear, we wouldn't have let you test us."

"Then let's keep fighting!"

The Celestial Race and the Abyss Civilization have always been powerful. They wanted to retreat and only wanted an enclave, but the other side refused and demanded war compensation from them.

“There’s something wrong with this enclave. They’re probably not just eyeing the rare minerals here.” Jin Bang and some other old monsters had some doubts.

In the distance, the totem faction was recuperating. While all the great totems were catching their breath, they received a message from their allies.

"The decisive moment has arrived! Let's charge into the Jade Capital's camp together!"

The Celestials and the Abyss Civilization showed full respect to the Totem Faction, recognizing them as the supreme civilization and enlisting them on the battlefield.

Not long after, a large section of the Totem Sacred Mountain collapsed, struck by the thirty-six Heaven-Stabilizing Pillars. A great totem perished instantly, and its blood mist was collected away.

The five-colored treasure fragments transformed into human form and were also splitting the sacred mountain with a blade.

There are also other special weapons, all of which liquefy and form humanoid shapes, which suddenly appear and attack.

If they hadn't been shattered, they would have been many times more powerful than they are now.

The Totem faction members were cursing. Their so-called two supreme allies were completely unreliable. They were using the Holy Mountain as their main force, pushing it to the forefront, where it encountered the most terrifying attack from the Jade Capital faction.

The altar, which was transformed from the sacred totem mountain, was almost broken in half, losing its ability to fight head-on and was in danger of collapsing at any moment.

At the critical moment, the Celestials and the Abyss Civilization still helped them out and rescued them, not wanting them to be wiped out here.

However, the sacred mountain was badly damaged, and they suffered heavy losses.

The Golden List captured several living totems and interrogated them immediately. Some old monsters from the seventh realm also participated in the interrogation, and finally, they got results.

"An old totem, while traveling, briefly saw a bright moon rise in this area!"

"The moon was born? How is that possible!"

In the realm of mountains and seas, a group of old monsters were shocked.

However, this seems to be the truth and the facts, otherwise why would it alarm the totem camp and attract the attention of the Celestial Clan and the Abyss Civilization, with whom they have a close relationship?

“Yujing is gone. They are testing us, hoping to truly swallow us up. At the same time, if they can't defeat us, they want to take over this enclave.”

The seventh-realm true god personally interrogated the other party, even going so far as to search the other party's mental field, resulting in the explosion of the consciousness seas of three totems in succession.

However, they ultimately obtained the most valuable information.

The old totem who traveled to the enclave swore an oath in blood upon returning home, saying that he had not been mistaken and had indeed briefly seen a bright moon rising.

Moreover, the old totem soared into the sky, attempting to approach, but was eroded by the power of the moon and frozen in the night sky, its consciousness becoming blurred for a time.

In his hazy vision, he vaguely saw the divine moon finally sink into the earth. Moonlight occasionally peeked out from the distant surface of the earth until it disappeared completely.

"This place might hold something extraordinary!"

……

The battle continues!

"Those of you who are likely to break through and who have voluntarily stepped forward, hold on for now!"

As the battle progressed, even the Golden List felt a pang of pain and heartache. It saw a "young and strong" figure emerge from the mountains, whose talent was no less than that of the White-Haired Sword Immortal. Years ago, due to practicing a special technique, he had fallen into a deep sleep and was sent into an ice coffin. Now, he had emerged to face a final battle.

Several others were similarly blocked by the Golden List, and were temporarily relegated to the back of the list, which favored unparalleled geniuses.

"Hmm?" An old, decaying earth immortal, who seemed worried that his face would peel off with every step, suddenly turned his head and saw Qian Cheng.

At that moment, he was utterly incredulous, his mind reeling, but he dared not stare and silently turned his head away.

Who did he see? The Dharma King of yesteryear!
"How is he still alive? He looks even younger. Am I mistaken? No, even the mole between his eyebrows is exactly the same. Most importantly, his demeanor and aura haven't changed."

Afterwards, he was distraught. Thinking back to the past, he could only watch from afar and could never get close. In this life, he could actually see the other person again, and even become young again. This overturned his understanding!

"Is this kind of method one of the taboos? It's actually reversing the aging process..." He dared not think too much about it, nor did he look too closely. All that awaited him was decay, corruption, and now, bloodshed and death.

"Unfortunately, no one can truly live forever. All things have a lifespan, and the forbidden methods can at most steal one more life."

These were his last thoughts, and with a deafening roar, he disintegrated in the great battle.

This great battle, which shocked the outer regions of the Night Fog World, lasted for two days. In the end, all sides were exhausted and had suffered heavy losses.

The list of successful candidates is full of cracks. Although it can be restored and healed, it will take time.

At this moment, a group of old monsters from the seventh realm lay sprawled on the ground. They had almost exhausted their Primordial Qi and Profound Yellow Qi and were no longer able to fight.

The dog sword immortal's tail had been chopped off, and it was so angry that it was too weak to fight anymore. It lay on the ground, still baring its teeth and whimpering.

Zhuo Kun's arm was missing, and a spear was still stuck in his chest.

The lord of Tian Shen Ling died in battle, and his body was never left behind.

The sage looked down at his bare arm. His fist was gone. Although it could grow back, his new hand still needed to be nurtured and honed to adapt to the chaotic energy.

Among the contemporary immortals, the number of casualties was not too high, mainly because the seniors from the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain were at the forefront, with one batch of ancient people after another going down the battlefield, facing death with resentment.

This battle was quite fierce.

The coffin beneath the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain is already mostly empty.

“I think if I try to get in now, I can also lie in the ice coffin,” said an old earth immortal whose very essence had been torn apart.

Jinbang spoke up: "The iceberg is reserved for those who are prepared. A group of old seniors who were originally decaying and about to die have made room for you. Hmm, some experts of the seventh realm who are interested can apply and should be able to get in."

This joke is not funny at all.

A group of old monsters from the seventh realm lay on the ground, unwilling to move.

The Silver Sea was momentarily disrupted, and at one point, it burst its banks.

Jinbang had taken the opportunity to absorb the damage; otherwise, it would have been even more severely injured than it is now.

In fact, it wasn't just that; even the Abyss Civilization had secretly taken a portion of it, and even the Totem Sacred Mountain used it to heal its wounds.

During the great battle, the abyss was blown open, and some of the life-giving slurry from the ground was quietly taken away by various parties.

"Why?" The high-ranking members of the totem faction were furious.

In the end, the Celestial Clan and the Abyss Civilization could no longer sustain the conflict and agreed to withdraw their troops, even ceding a piece of land to the Golden List, who still wanted to fight to the death.

As for that piece of land, it came from the totem faction.

“I @#…” Some of the major totems broke down, no longer able to maintain their indifference and profundity, and began to curse internally.

Whether they like it or not, they have to passively accept this contract.

The main reason is that the Yujing camp was incredibly strong and full of fighting spirit in this battle.

Their totem faction was nearly destroyed, and many who witnessed the battle no longer recognized them as the supreme civilization. Their performance was too poor, and their prestige and status plummeted. In a sense, they were utterly pathetic.

Has the great war truly ended? The main battlefield has closed, and all the veterans are no longer able to fight.

In this era, without the nourishment of primordial energy or profound energy, even grandmasters dare not easily make a move, lest they die.

In fact, the Supreme Bloodbath has ended, but the battles in the 'Secondary Battlefield' have only just begun.

The four supreme civilizations already knew about the old totem's discovery of the Divine Moon and his own freezing by the power of the Taiyin, and naturally none of them would give up.

According to the old totem's final exploration results, half of the area where moonlight appeared was in the enclave, and the other half was in the Crimson Forest of the Outer Realms.

The old guys have given up and are too weak to fight anymore, but the young and strong, as well as the grandmasters in their prime, including the core saints, are probably already unable to hold back. Just like Qin Ming, who is already polishing his longsword and tempering the nine-colored sword aura!
(End of this chapter)