Night without Borders

Chapter 547 Just Because I Gave You One More Glance in the Crowd

The pitch-black night sky was cleaved by the nine-colored sword light, and the clouds exploded.

Black Flame Phoenix's vision went black, and he was in excruciating pain. At first, he saw blood splattering in front of him, and then his vision shattered. His protective divine fire, immortal runes, and other protective techniques all became ineffective.

He realized that he would most likely be shot in the head with a single sword strike.

He instinctively conjured an arm, but then he was completely baffled.

High in the sky, blood-stained feathers fluttered down like withered leaves, and the massive headless body of the Black Flame Phoenix plummeted in flames.

Although his consciousness was pierced by the sword light, it was not extinguished. The so-called pure Yang will is hard to extinguish. It emitted a long, mournful cry, which contained pain, fear, and was also a plea for help.

He was actually cleaved in two by a single sword strike, and all his defenses failed to stop him. His fighting spirit was instantly extinguished by 70%, so how could he possibly fight back?

In the sea of ​​night mist, Qin Ming rode the gale, hovering high in the sky without falling, his golden armor gleaming. He once again unleashed a nine-colored sword light that tore through the sky.

The Black Flame Phoenix cried out, its consciousness, wreathed in divine fire, boiling and desperately fighting back. The dark clouds that had reappeared in the sky were burned red, a scene of tragic beauty.

He screamed in agony: "Ah..."

His mental field was penetrated and was clearly dimming. Even though the will of a grandmaster is hard to extinguish, it depends on what kind of opponent he encountered.

Qin Ming is now going all out, treating this as a life-or-death battle, striving to defeat his opponent as quickly as possible. His boundless sword intent is devastating, piercing through the opponent's soul.

The Black Flame Phoenix's name contains the word "immortal," but who can truly be immortal? He felt himself suddenly become much weaker.

His master's will dimmed considerably again. Although he was resilient and managed to rebuild, he had no chance of turning the tide.

When Qin Ming's third sword strike landed, the dazzling sword light split into countless strands, so brilliant and dazzling that it froze the pure Yang consciousness of the Black Flame Phoenix.

Streaks of sword light, like colorful silk ribbons or shimmering spiderwebs, spread across the sea of ​​night mist, causing the entire void to distort and collapse, trapping all things.

The Black Flame Phoenix's soul light was imprisoned and unable to break free. In a flash, it was taken away by Qin Ming and silently placed into a large umbrella.

"Praise be to the sword immortal, thank you for the gift." The yellow parasol exuded an ethereal aura, and a bewitching figure appeared on its surface, bowing gracefully, her words much sweeter than before.

It has returned to the fifth realm and can now help Qin Ming with his worries.

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly estimated that if they were to fight normally, it would probably take dozens of moves to kill this Black Flame Phoenix.

Although I was a little tired, it was all worth it to kill the enemy so cleanly and efficiently, thus avoiding the possibility of other grandmasters intervening or providing rescue.

"Don't underestimate the Grandmasters of the Supreme Faction." Qin Ming reminded himself that if he encountered a Grandmaster, he should turn around and leave immediately, and not provoke them.

The grandmasters he encountered were almost all in their early stages; higher-level beings were not active enough. Normally, in an era of intense Dao energy fluctuations, grandmasters would have serious health problems and dare not easily engage in combat.

The enormous headless corpse of the Black Flame Phoenix fell from the night sky, below which lay a dense primeval forest, with black fir trees, silver maple trees, and other trees reaching hundreds of meters in height.

Many towering trees were smashed, their branches broken and leaves flying everywhere. The ground was cracked, and underground hot springs appeared, emitting a glowing red light.

Upon landing, Qin Ming immediately took the super rare blood of this master-level exotic bird. To him, this was both a battle achievement and resources for breaking through the barrier.

In the distance, the experts from the Jade Capital camp were somewhat stunned. Was this the number one sword strike? Three sword strikes to kill a grandmaster, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

That composure, that calm and collected demeanor, seemed to radiate a soaring brilliance, making people feel at ease and as if with him around, all opponents could be defeated.

Qin Ming found a storage pendant on the Black Flame Phoenix and discovered that it contained a Void Teleportation Talisman. Fortunately, he used his trump card to sever his opponent's head with a single sword strike, preventing the opponent from using the item.

"Everyone, you've all worked hard. Here, have this as a midnight snack." Qin Ming left the Black Flame Phoenix with the experts guarding the border area.

He turned abruptly and looked towards the blood-red forest.

When the Black Flame Phoenix cried out, it naturally alerted the Grandmaster on the other side.

The monster covered in silver scales had already run towards them, but it stopped abruptly when it saw the enormous bird carcass fall to the ground.

Further away, the silver-haired female grandmaster also appeared. Upon seeing the terrifying scene in the night sky, she turned and ran without the slightest hesitation.

"Are they the ones stirring up trouble?" Qin Ming asked.

“That’s right!” the expert on the border confirmed, still feeling angry as he recalled the other party’s veiled mockery and ridicule.

Qin Ming crossed the boundary directly and rushed towards the other side. He already knew that the Phoenix, the Silver Scale Monster, and the Silver-haired Female Grandmaster were the real troublemakers, and even the Earth Bull was bewitched by them.

The silver-scaled monster from the abyss civilization turned around and saw that the silver-haired female grandmaster had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Without saying a word, he fled by stepping on runes, as if he were teleporting.

On the ground, clusters of silver flames remained, clearly indicating that this grandmaster from the abyss was extraordinary and extremely powerful. However, when faced with a sword cultivator at the "Nine Perfections" level, he could not muster any fighting spirit. This was the experience summarized by the sages of the past generations, and he had to retreat.

That was the reputation earned by the sword immortals of history and the gods of other realms.

"Eight colors are unparalleled, nine colors are supreme, how did I end up encountering them?" The silver-scaled monster wished it had two more legs.

Behind him, a chilling sword intent approached, causing his silver scales to open and close with a clanging sound, and his entire body to emit vital energy, accelerating his flight.

However, he was horrified, feeling that the other party had already approached in the blink of an eye.

Qin Ming arrived above the clouds, treading lightly through the air. He appeared calm and approached slowly, catching up with Qin Ming without much effort.

Chi.

As the nine-colored sword light fell, the silver-scaled monster leaped down from a mountaintop and hid in the forest, only to have the mountaintop flattened by the vast sword energy.

However, he could dodge for a while, but he couldn't escape the subsequent sword flashes; he had already been caught up.

The silver-scaled monster stopped, then began to fight desperately, saying, "So-called supreme swordsman, aren't you just a grandmaster now? I'll have a go at you!"

The outcome of this battle was a foregone conclusion. People saw the forest below submerged by the nine-colored sword energy, as if divine fire was spreading across the sky and the sword intent was surging like a tsunami.

The entire primeval forest was shredded, the low stone mountains collapsed in an instant, and the master-level silver-scaled monster roared as all its sturdy scales exploded and detached from its body.

In an instant, his body, which was said to be as hard as diamond, was completely pierced by the sword energy, and he exploded with a loud bang.

"The absence of super rare bloodlines seems to be related to species. Clans whose ancestors included innate gods and demons or top-level true spirits are more likely to produce this kind of blood essence."

Qin Ming was somewhat disappointed. This silver-scaled monster had reached this level on its own, and its source bloodline was not powerful.

Perhaps, one day, when the Silver Scale Monster reaches its peak and is fully "deified," it may become one of the sources of extraordinary bloodlines.

Judging from his storage bracelet, he is far less wealthy than the Black Flame Phoenix.

"No matter what, this is a grandmaster's bracelet. Hmm, it has healing medicine, a body-refining manual from the Abyss, and day gold. It's not bad. I'm much richer than I was at the beginning."

Clearly, Qin Ming's wealth only increased after his adventures in foreign lands and his participation in that auction, during which he killed several grandmasters.

"So fast, Silver Scale is dead too!" In the distance, the silver-haired female grandmaster turned pale. She was no ordinary person, and she decisively activated a Void Teleportation Talisman, not daring to waste any time, and fled.

Having encountered someone who had achieved perfect enlightenment, no one could blame her for deserting her post; it was understandable.

As for the young and strong members of the Celestial Race, Abyss Species, and Totem Faction who were below the Grandmaster level in this area, they were all stunned and rushed to flee.

Those on the Yujing side who witnessed this scene were somewhat dazed. With the arrival of one person, the opponents on this border collapsed.
"Chase them, clean them up!" someone ordered.

As for Qin Ming, he rode the gale and followed the silver-haired female grandmaster in the direction she had fled, at a leisurely pace.

The master-level rare bloodline, along with the bracelets on their bodies, are all resources. With the supreme faction in a standoff and conventional forces locked in a bloody battle, if not now, when?

Five hundred miles away, on a large mountain, the silver-haired female grandmaster appeared. Although her Void Teleportation Talisman was very precious, it was relatively ordinary among similar items, and this was already the limit of the distance she could travel.

This is a stronghold where young men from the Celestial Clan and the Totem faction are stationed, searching for the source of Yin energy in the nearby forest.

The silver-haired female master asked anxiously, "Peng Daoist has not shown himself, and why hasn't Die Daoist arrived yet?"

She came seeking help, but instead of finding the person in charge who should have been there, she discovered that the stronghold didn't even have a single Grandmaster.

A fourth-realm totem seed reported: "The Butterfly Daoist came, but then left. An anomaly occurred three hundred miles away; red clouds soared into the sky, and purple mist lingered. There were also numerous mysterious characters flowing on the ground of that mountain forest..."

Upon learning of this, Daoist Butterfly immediately led his men to the scene.

They had long known that there was something wrong with this blood-red forest; the mountains, rivers, and vegetation were predominantly crimson, as if they had been stained by the sunset and blood.

The tree species and brambles found here are not the same bright red color found elsewhere.

As they explored, digging as deep as they could, it seemed they had triggered some kind of restriction.

The silver-haired female master said, "I need detailed information!"

"It wasn't triggered by us. People from the Strange Insect Alliance, the Cultivation Civilization, and the God-like Society have all infiltrated. We don't know which group discovered that place first. It's said that there's a medicinal fragrance wafting out..."

Other supreme civilizations and top organizations arrived month by month. When they first approached, they all chose to enter the Crimson Forest, mainly because it was unclaimed land, and in principle anyone could come.

Without a doubt, if their attempts to "chase the moon" here fail, they will eventually have to enter the enclave of the Jade Capital camp.

"Could it be a lost ancient medicine garden?" The silver-haired female master's eyes lit up.

"It's still unclear, but that mountain forest, from the rocks to the vegetation, is flowing with writing, as if shrouded in a hazy veil, which is quite strange and has already attracted many people."

The silver-haired female grandmaster suddenly thought of the terrifying "Nine Perfection Realm Master" behind her. "Won't he come after us?" The silver-haired grandmaster looked back the way they came. After all, five hundred miles wasn't far. If the other party really wanted to follow, he would arrive in no time.

The thought sent a chill down her spine. Could her guess be true? She hadn't attacked that person and had never provoked "One Sword." Just because she glanced at him in the crowd, she was about to be chased all the way. Was there no justice in this world?

The silver-haired female grandmaster set off again, heading towards a mysterious place three hundred miles away, to reunite with the powerful Butterfly Daoist.

Qin Ming did catch up. He had put away his golden armor and was now dressed in black with his hair down, exploring the Crimson Forest.

His primary objective was not to hunt down the female grandmaster, but to use his innate advantages to pursue the "Divine Moon".

"Old Bu, do you sense anything?" He tried to communicate with Yijinbu repeatedly while traveling, but received no response.

Qin Ming frowned; this was not in line with Lao Bu's style.

If it encounters a tattered piece of cloth, it will inevitably emit a wave, and may even fly with it to the scene.

Could this be different from what he imagined? Is the divine moon here not just a fragment of the strange gold cloth, but truly involved in the power of the Taiyin source?
Whether in Wangshu City, Yinhan Gorge, or entering the Blood Forest, Old Bu remained calm and composed, a stark contrast to his behavior when approaching similar territories in the past.

Qin Ming traveled 500 li and successively discovered people from the opposing camp. He even found a stronghold. He secretly approached and controlled some people. Unexpectedly, he learned that there was an unusual landscape 300 li ahead.

"A mysterious landscape has been revived?"

In addition, he already knew that the God-like Society, the Cultivation Civilization, the Strange Insect Alliance, and others had also intervened, sending conventional forces over.

"This area is about to descend into chaos!" Qin Ming became alert.

After thinking it over, he decided to go and see what was going on.

Three hundred miles was nothing to Qin Ming. He quickly approached the area. The blood-red forest ahead was colorful, with various symbols intertwined. The grass, trees and rocks were like paper, carrying those words.

There were many people in the area, all dressed in exotic styles. There were old men holding white bone banners and young men with golden bodies. Huang Luo Cangsan recognized them at a glance as Nascent Soul cultivators from his hometown.

There were also swarms of silver insects, densely packed, emitting a buzzing sound as they flapped their wings, distorting the night sky.

Some people entered that mysterious place one after another, and all the flowing words emitted colorful light, like a hazy veil covering the truth.

Some people disappear in the blink of an eye after entering, as if they have entered another world.

Several supreme factions coexist here, wary of each other. Moreover, within the same faction, different lineages are also on guard against each other, forming dozens of forces.

Each team is led by a grandmaster.

As Qin Ming approached, he kept a low profile, secretly resonating with the surroundings, wanting to learn as much as possible about the details.

Soon, he gleaned some valuable information.

Initially, a powerful master used "karmic fire" to fight his enemy, but accidentally burned the mountain, creating an anomaly in this land.

Qin Ming was shocked. Karmic fire was extremely dangerous, and ordinary people would not dare to touch it. It seemed that there was indeed an extraordinary and dangerous figure among the grandmasters from the supreme camp.

"Using the fire of karma as a catalyst, this land has been revived."

Some forces entered, while others escaped.

Those who return will be immediately surrounded and protected by their own allies, and outsiders will not be allowed to approach.

Even Qin Ming, being too far away, could not resonate with the conversation and could not learn more information.

However, judging from the fact that those forces sent people in again, this mysterious place that has been revived must be very worthwhile to explore, otherwise they would not continue to send people to go deeper.

Qin Ming waited for a long time and found that cultivators of the fourth realm could go in and come back alive, so he also prepared to go in and take a look.

The medicinal fragrance wafting from inside was so refreshing that it made him feel a slight increase in his physical activity.

Qin Ming felt that this might really be an ancient medicinal herb garden.

He chose a spot, walked in cautiously, and tried to talk to Yijinbu again.

"Old Bu, wake up. Do you sense anything?"

Unfortunately, Old Bu showed no reaction.

Qin Ming stepped into the landscape marked with inscriptions. The colorful glow of the sunset flowed, which was quite unusual. The further he went in, the thicker the fog became, as if it separated him from the rest of the world.

Finally, as if lifting a thick veil, he stepped into a truly mysterious place.

In some areas of this land, white mist shrouds the land, and lush trees abound; in other areas, weeds grow rampant, and the land is desolate, littered with rubble.

Qin Ming stopped, not yet able to discern what made this place so sacred and extraordinary.

As he took his first step onto the first stone step, a cry of pain came from beneath his feet, followed by someone bursting into tears.

"It hurts so much! Lift your foot! Help!"

Qin Ming abruptly pulled his foot back and quickly stepped back. When he looked down, he realized that he had only stepped on a weed that had sprouted from a crack in the bluestone steps; there was nothing else alive.

The crying stopped after his foot left his body.

"Is that you calling me?" Qin Ming tried to take another step, gently touching the ordinary weed with the sole of his foot.

It was indeed that plant. It howled in agony again: "It hurts so much! I'm going to be torn to pieces! Can't you see me?"

Qin Ming was taken aback. He tried to sense it carefully but found nothing unusual. It was no different from ordinary weeds and was not a spirit at all. Yet it was indeed making a sound.

When Qin Ming retracts his foot, it becomes quiet; when he lands, it makes a sound.

What exactly is going on with you?

The wild grass cried out, "Stop trampling on me! Don't force me to confess! I'll tell you everything! I'm a god! I have no memory of the past and know nothing about it!"

Qin Ming tried several times, but he couldn't bear to torture it anymore. He continued to step forward, and when he stepped on a clump of thorns, it also brought tears to its eyes.

They are not spirits or monsters, cannot transform, and have no magical powers, but they cry out when trampled on.

"And what's going on with you?" Qin Ming asked.

"I am also a god, with no past, a blank slate," came the voice from the thorn bushes.

Qin Ming's experiment showed that all the vegetation on the mountainside was the same; any stepping on it would elicit cries of pain.

He was in a real bind. Sometimes, a single kick would provoke the weeping and curses of several gods. He had never encountered such weak gods before.

At the same time, he also heard crying and cursing coming from afar, indicating that people in other areas were experiencing the same thing.

Qin Ming rose off the ground and rode the wind, trying his best not to touch the grass and trees. He simply couldn't stand the cries and screams that filled the air, which were so disturbing.

"I actually cultivated my second Golden Core here, hahaha..." A cultivator from the cultivation civilization laughed.

In fact, he didn't make a sound and remained silent, mainly because his emotions were too intense. Even from a distance, Qin Ming could vaguely sense some of the information.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with this Golden Core? Is it about to transform into a Nascent Soul? No, I'm... about to give birth?!" An extremely angry emotional fluctuation came from that area.

Qin Ming opened his newborn eyes and stared at that area.

It was a man who, after forming his second golden core, was about to give birth.

What kind of eerie place is this? Qin Minghan's hair stood on end. He had been single for so many years and absolutely did not want to have a child out of wedlock; it was simply too terrifying.

He evenly distributed the nine-colored sword light around his body to ensure his isolation from the outside world and his safety.

"I only ate one fruit, which was clearly recorded in the Handbook of Rare Medicines and was very precious. How could this be?" The Golden Core cultivator was devastated.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he couldn't speak carelessly.

"Keep your mouth shut and don't reach out easily. After all, there are other safe and miraculous medicines here, such as the five-colored beast and the Butterfly Daoist."

Soon after, Qin Ming encountered several groups of people and resonated with some valuable information.

You cannot pick medicinal herbs indiscriminately in this place; many of them have serious problems.

However, there are also safe zones.

“In areas with buildings, those herbs are fine to consume.”

Qin Ming's heart was filled with excitement. If it was safe, he might be able to break through his cultivation here and reach a higher level.

This area is quite vast. Qin Ming avoided the people along the way and entered a certain area alone, where he saw the sunrise and red walls with golden tiles.

It was an ancient temple, seemingly standing for thousands of years, though it appeared dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

However, even in the morning glow, it still exudes a sacred aura.

"Could this be the place where I break through the barrier and attain enlightenment?" Qin Ming arrived on the wind and smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.

(End of this chapter)