Night without Borders

Chapter 554 A Sword Soars to Immortality

The Milky Way Gorge, where sword light soars into the sky.

Qin Ming traversed the high sky, his strongest chaotic energy surging forth, piercing through the night and emitting a terrifying sonic boom, with a large amount of white air waves appearing around him.

His speed was terrifying; with his physical body as the apex, a cone-shaped shockwave spread backward, which then formed a cone-shaped condensation cloud.

At this moment, Qin Ming appeared like an ancient celestial being on a tour, surrounded by a large amount of white celestial mist.

In the vast darkness of the night, the primeval forests stretch out, and in the distance, flames rise from some areas, swords flash, and a bloody battle is raging.

Qin Ming's mental sound waves had already traveled far and wide, and had a certain effect.

"Which madman is shouting?"

Among the experts who had invaded from the Crimson Forest, some raised their heads and looked towards the horizon.

"You call yourself the number one grandmaster? Do you deserve it?"

Those young adults who can reach the fifth realm are mostly geniuses with extremely high aspirations. Even if they fail to compete for the position of saint, they are still very arrogant and unruly.

Among the participants from the three supreme factions, many were already highly regarded in their youth and were hailed as exceptionally talented.

"Hmm?" Amidst the blood and fire, a middle-aged grandmaster stared at the horizon, his pupils involuntarily contracting, and even his sword-wielding movements faltering slightly, a sense of unease creeping in.

Because the people arrived too fast!
When they first looked up, all they saw was a beam of sword light shooting into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the figure became clear, approaching their battlefield from afar.

The person, accompanied by a shower of light, pierced through the night sky, appearing gracefully like a flying immortal with a sword.

"Who can call themselves the number one grandmaster? Even Peng Daoren and the Eight-Headed Dragon wouldn't be that confident, would they? You dare to..."

A giant, defying all odds, swung his serrated broadsword and with all his might, severely injured his master-level opponent, causing his blood to splatter across the forest and even shattering a low mountain.

The giant man raised his sword and soared into the air to intercept the opponent who had come from the horizon.

In a flash, the figure in the distance arrived, leaving a trail of dazzling light that became the only thing visible in the entire night sky.

Qin Ming's arrival illuminated the entire forest.

Many people felt a stinging pain in their eyes, as if pricked by needles, and tears flowed uncontrollably down their cheeks, their eyes burned by the strange substances he radiated.

The middle-aged master who soared into the sky was enormous, at least ten zhang tall, and one can imagine how heavy the serrated broadsword he was carrying was.

He was in his prime, his physical functions at their peak. At this moment, his blood and energy overflowed, and the red glow surged, staining the sky. He swung his sword with all his might, cutting through the night sky.

With a clang, everyone in the area heard a crisp metallic sound, feeling as if their eardrums were about to be pierced.

People saw that the giant sword, several meters long, dimmed in an instant, its light completely dissipated, and the entire sword froze in place, unable to slash forward.

Then, the serrated blade broke apart and suddenly exploded into dozens of pieces.

Qin Ming gripped the umbrella handles with both hands, closing the canopy as if it were a spearhead, or a long sword, with beams of light like the blazing sun slicing across the ground.

The person and the umbrella become one, forming a straight line, and then they come crashing down.

The tip of the umbrella pierced through the giant sword, shattering it, and also penetrated the protective light barrier of the middle-aged grandmaster.

"Roar." The ten-zhang-tall giant let out a unwilling roar, fighting back with all its might, using several secret techniques at the same time, with runes shining brightly.

Moreover, he slapped his massive hand forward, hoping to block the terrifying figure.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain. His right palm was pierced, flesh and finger bones exploded, and the outward-emitting runes also dimmed.

Qin Ming, carrying an umbrella, traversed the night sky like a true dragon, accompanied by a shower of light and a large amount of white mist, flashing by in an instant.

The giant was pierced through, leaving a large, bright hole in its body. Blood splattered everywhere, and cracks spread outward from the wound.

It's actually going to disintegrate!
No one expected that such a powerful, middle-aged grandmaster would have his tough flesh and blood body pierced through so quickly after making contact with his mysterious opponent.

A massive rain of blood fell, and his earth-shattering roar echoed through the night sky. There was helplessness, and even more fear; he had been instantly killed.

His mental energy field was also torn apart.

What a terrifying opponent! His arrogance, his haughtiness, and his fearless courage were all shattered; at this moment, all he wanted was to escape.

However, before he could escape, that graceful, ethereal figure, tracing a dazzling and beautiful trajectory, returned once more, even faster than him.

No matter how fiercely he fought, using every secret technique he could muster, he still couldn't stop him.

The giant was pierced once again, and his mind was locked away and taken outside his body. After his consciousness exploded several times, it was absorbed by the umbrella.

As people looked at the night sky, the once powerful giant exploded, its vigorous blood energy glowing and staining the night sky red, as poignant as the sunset.

"This..." Many people were trembling. A grandmaster who had broken through the blood-red forest was killed in the blink of an eye. He died too quickly.

What level of formidable opponent is this?
Many people on Yujing's side showed excitement on their faces, saying, "The counterattack has begun! Our reinforcements have arrived!"

In the distance, there was a grandmaster from the Abyss Civilization. He was quite old and cautious by nature. Upon seeing the battle, he turned and fled with his men.

With a whoosh, Qin Ming, accompanied by a cone-shaped white shockwave, pierced through the night sky with tremendous force, catching up with him in an instant.

With a roar and the clanging sound of a magical artifact shattering, the grandmaster's head was instantly shattered, pierced by a beam of holy light.

"Is that... 'One Sword' coming?"

"Both of the enemy's Grandmasters are dead. As for the remaining Fourth Realm invaders, kill them all!"

The people on Yujing's side, led by a fifth-realm grandmaster who had suffered heavy injuries, immediately launched a counterattack.

Qin Ming did not linger, leaving behind a thunderous sound in the sky and rolling white waves of air. He went straight away, heading towards another battlefield where flames soared into the sky.

At the same time, he looked up at the sky. Above the clouds, there were faint, awe-inspiring fluctuations, and occasionally, celestial light would pierce through the night.

He speculated that there were higher-level powerhouses confronting each other, and the supreme bloodbath had not yet completely subsided.

He drew aggro again, attracting firepower, and shouted: "The number one grandmaster in the world is here! Grandmasters from the Celestial Clan, the Abyss, and the Totem faction, crawl over here and die!"

Qin Ming moved like a floating light, or a celestial dragon roaming in a sea of ​​night mist. He pushed his speed to the limit and in the blink of an eye, he was close to another battlefield.

He walked out of Yinhan Gorge, from near to far. If there were no surprises, this area should be the territory where Yao Ruoxian, the fourth princess of Dayu, resides.

The fighting in this area was extremely fierce.

Several pairs of grandmasters were locked in a fierce battle, each fighting with all their might.

Besides the Grandmaster of the Great Yu royal family, there was also a Grandmaster of the Esoteric School and three Grandmasters from the old mountain in the sky, who joined forces to block the enemy here.

This territory, like a snowball rolling downhill, attracted many top fighters from both sides to join the battle.

The battle had only lasted a short time, yet the Grandmaster of the Great Yu had already fallen in battle, and a renowned, robust Grandmaster from the Purple Cloud Cave in the heavens had also just perished.

On the other side, from the direction of the blood-red forest, there were only four grandmasters and some experts of the fourth realm who had entered this battlefield. Although they were fewer in number, they had the upper hand.

The elites selected from the three supreme factions, working together in coordinated battles, are indeed very lethal.

Among the four grandmasters who invaded from the Crimson Forest, one stood out. He wore a golden robe, which seemed to burn like the blazing sun, illuminating the place.

He remained calm, flicking his sleeves to send the old master of the esoteric sect coughing up blood. He turned to look at the night sky, fixed his gaze on Qin Ming, and said, "Number one in the world? Who gave you the audacity to proclaim yourself that way!"

"The sword is coming! Retreat!" The old master of the esoteric sect spat out a mouthful of blood and led the way in flying backward.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing the title "One Sword," the golden-robed man's pupils contracted slightly, and he slowed his movements, refraining from pursuing the esoteric sect's master.

Meanwhile, the other three grandmasters also stopped fighting and moved closer to the man in the golden robe, their faces solemn.

Clearly, they had heard of the name "One Sword".

In the distance, in the dense forest, Yao Ruoxian appeared, her standard armor torn, her body covered in blood, blood streaming down her fair cheeks, staggering and looking quite disheveled.

She was just being hunted by several opponents from the Fourth Realm, and she only had two followers left by her side.

Not far away, a fourth-realm prodigy from the old mountain in the sky was left all alone; all those around him had died in battle.

This area is extremely bloody.

With a broken sword embedded in her chest, Yao Ruoxian, having survived a near-death experience, looked at Qin Ming's retreating figure and asked, "You are... Yijian?"

Qin Ming, clad in golden armor, stood with his back to them and said, "I received a message from Qin Ming. You all retreat. Those still capable of fighting can go to support other areas. As for this place, leave it to me!"

"There are four grandmasters on their side." The esoteric master gasped for breath, his body almost torn apart, with many parts covered in burns.

He was severely injured after only a brief encounter with the man in the golden robe.

"It's alright, leave it all to me!" Qin Ming said.

The man in the golden robe shot out two beams of light from his eyes and said, "Truly arrogant to the extreme!"

He was incredibly powerful, his entire body radiating a dazzling divine light that illuminated the heavens and the earth. He was like a blazing sun, radiating heat that burned many towering trees to ashes and melted some rocks.

The esoteric master transmitted a message from behind: "He is the elder brother of the Sun Worm, one of the 'Seven Heroes' among the Celestial Clan masters."

"A sun bug? A mere bug dares to claim supremacy?" Qin Ming asked.

The man in the golden robe sneered, "How dare you blaspheme the seven heroes of the Celestial Clan?"

In the past two days, although he had heard of the name of Yi Jian and was somewhat wary, he was not so afraid of seeing him. After all, the two had never crossed paths before. If they met on a narrow road, how could they know who was stronger without a bloody battle?
In fact, Qin Ming did not underestimate them. Both the Moon Worm and the Sun Worm were famous insects in the world. The mutated individuals among them had terrifyingly high potential and could give birth to peerless masters.

"Ok?"

Qin Ming sensed something was amiss; the golden-robed man's eyes were filled with a bloody light, something was wrong, somewhat like the bloodthirsty aura of a parasitic civilization.

"Could it be another blood-red monster, possessing some fragments of the power of the rules?" Qin Ming's heart sank. Creatures of this level were extremely difficult to deal with.

"No." The yellow-roofed umbrella had fought the blood-red monster for a long time and knew its characteristics.

In addition, another master beside the man in the golden robe also had a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

Qin Ming made his move, instantly lunging forward with all his might, immediately unleashing his trump card. Like a celestial being descending from the heavens, the nine-colored sword aura surged forth.

His primary target was not the man in the golden robe, but the grandmaster beside him whose eyes gleamed with bloodlust.

He wanted to quickly take one down and find out what was going on.

Boom!

The man in the golden robe could not stand idly by and went all out to block the attack.

However, Qin Ming unleashed his full power, layering multiple spiritual fields to imprison the void, keeping the golden-robed man outside and locking the target grandmaster inside.

Amidst the clanging sounds, the target, a grandmaster whose eyes were filled with bloodlust, had his weapon shattered, and his skull was flung away by Qin Ming with the tip of his umbrella, drawing up a large amount of blood.

In an instant, its brilliant soul light was shattered three times by Qin Ming, who then used the umbrella to collect it.

This scene shocked everyone on both sides.

The war had barely begun when a Grandmaster of the Celestial Clan was killed with a single sword strike. This swordsman was even more powerful and terrifying than rumored, and when he attacked, his sword light was like boundless thunder.

Even a middle-aged grandmaster couldn't withstand several of his moves? This was truly an astonishing scene.

The main reason is that the negative example of the third type of Daoist was there before. This person was too arrogant and was killed by Qin Ming. The post-battle review made the latter remember it and left a very deep impression.

Therefore, Qin Ming came out with a mindset of fighting to the death.

The man in the golden robe was stunned and couldn't help but step back. This damn sword... was even more impressive than he had heard of, sending chills down his spine.

The yellow canopy secretly informed him: "This is a master who has been corrupted by a parasitic civilization."

This master was not parasitized, but his mental state was somewhat abnormal, and he may have been briefly controlled in the past.

Qin Ming immediately realized that the situation in this battle might be quite complicated, and that it even involved that parasitic civilization?

Could it be that after he defeated the third Dao Seed and silently abducted it, it aroused the suspicion of some old monsters in the parasitic civilization in the Great Abyss, causing them to split off their power to search for it?
Even the elder brother of the Sun Worm, one of the seven heroes of the Sky Clan, has been corrupted, which gives you an idea of ​​how chaotic the Crimson Forest is.

"Hiss, the Golden List is silent. Is it trying to sit back and watch some core saints of the Celestial Clan, the Abyss Civilization, and the Totem Faction be parasitized?"

Qin Ming strongly suspected that Lao Jin was holding back, waiting for the other three factions to learn the truth and erupt in fury, leading to a deadly confrontation with the parasitic civilization. However, it was foreseeable that if the parasitic civilization dared to launch an attack, it would certainly have a backup plan and be prepared to ensure its eventual retreat.

Qin Ming could even imagine that there might be large teleportation arrays or similar structures within the Great Abyss.

Otherwise, facing the combined attack of the three major factions, they would definitely be in serious trouble.

"If, at a crucial moment, Jinbang secretly helps to stop the parasitic civilization, then... that would be interesting!"

Qin Ming looked up and saw awe-inspiring fluctuations and beams of divine light above the thick clouds. High-level confrontations were taking place, and the area was far from peaceful.

He was one of the few people who knew the inside story of the underground abyss, which led to various speculations.

Qin Ming fixed his gaze on the man in the golden robe, his mental will materializing as if emanating from his body, locking onto the man in advance to prevent him from using teleportation talismans or other means to escape.

The man in the golden robe had a gloomy expression. He felt a chilling aura, as if the harsh winter had arrived, causing even his blazing fire to wane.

Every move he made could trigger the opponent's mental energy; it was as if the opponent was anchored to him, determined to fight him to the death and not allow him to escape.

The man in the golden robe was decisive and prepared for a life-or-death battle.

Moreover, he took the initiative and launched an attack. In an instant, hundreds and thousands of beams of light flew out, like a dense array of sword lights, intertwining in the void and striking his opponent.

This is the ultimate technique of the Sun Worm race. When they reach the highest level, it will be comparable to the rising sun. At this time, golden rays will be continuous and can kill a Grandmaster.

Qin Ming naturally went all out, expanding his spiritual field and creating countless tangible ripples to block the boundless blazing sun sword energy.

Moreover, a tangible nine-colored sword materialized in his hand, which he suddenly raised and slashed forward.

In an instant, a torrent of light rain, accompanied by sword energy and the radiance of flying immortals, overwhelmed the blazing sun that was rising ahead.

Everyone was moving backward, some unable to open their eyes.

These two are both incredibly dazzling, a true clash of titans.

Amidst the clanging sounds, countless golden beams of light exploded.

The man in the golden robe's expression changed. He immediately used his ultimate move, but it was instantly shattered.

Before the nine-colored sword aura even got close, it twisted his golden robe and made a clanging sound. His strongest defense was about to be pierced through. How terrifying was that?
The golden-robed man's power surged, his entire body radiating an intense golden light, even his hair transformed into long, flowing golden strands, and his pupils shared the same color.

In an instant, thirty-six layers of golden light expanded outward from him, like layers of small suns exploding and turning into golden waves that surged forward.

At this moment, the golden clouds melt like gold, capable of boiling rivers and seas, and burning the heavens.

Nearby, a low mountain turned fiery red, its peak softening and flowing down like liquid before crashing to the ground with a deafening roar. The forest transformed into a sea of ​​fire, lava raging, turning the entire area into a vast, reddish expanse, a scene of hell where everything seemed to be melting.

Qin Ming's nine-colored sword aura shattered thirty-six layers of light and obliterated a large number of runes.

But the man in the golden robe also took the opportunity to flap his wings and dodge the terrible sword strike.

Qin Ming let out a soft shout, then tiptoed through the air, instantly teleporting in the void to chase after him.

The man in the golden robe, being a sun worm, possessed racial supernatural abilities. With flames filling the sky, he disappeared several times in the sea of ​​fire, his speed being incredibly fast.

At the same time, he felt extremely uneasy and had the urge to retreat. He used the secret technique of creating a clone to temporarily break free from the energy lock and activated the teleportation talisman.

However, with a snap, the teleportation talisman shattered, struck by a sword beam.

This was almost like a "sword of cause and effect," preemptively entangled with the cause, completely locking in the effect, and then, as he tried to escape, seemingly disregarded the distance and slashed down.

When the escape talisman shattered, blood splattered all over the man in the golden robe.

From behind came a cry of alarm. The two middle-aged grandmasters were shocked. This was the elder brother of the Sun Worm, one of the Seven Heroes of the Celestial Clan. Although he could not compare to his younger brother, he was still a renowned genius and was already injured.

The man in the golden robe took a deep breath. After his teleportation talisman was destroyed, he no longer thought about retreating. If he didn't have the courage to fight to the death, he would not have a good ending.

"Clang clang clang!" A magnificent golden glow burst forth, accompanied by a terrifying flapping sound, and the strange insect transformed into its true form.

It has a humanoid body, a ferocious golden insect head, shell-like wings, high-frequency vibrations, buzzing sounds, and the sound of metal plates rubbing together, which echo through the night sky.

"The sun rises from the abyss!" he roared, his whole body seemingly burning, his flames spreading across the sky and dispelling the darkness, making the place as bright as day.

Even those far away felt the unbearable heat.

Instead of golden rays shooting from his body, dense, intense symbols filled the void as he charged towards his opponent.

In an instant, the sky distorted, affected by the intense runes, and the heavens seemed to collapse and break, as if being burned by the light of order.

This is the innate divine ability of this race; to be able to use it to this extent at this level is already quite astonishing.

Above Qin Ming's head, nine-colored sword energy condensed, and a sword slashed across the sky, high in the night, towards his opponent.

Amidst the clanging sounds, divine light scattered in the distance, and radiant runes shot out, creating a magnificent spectacle, as if a great sun wheel was exploding, clashing with the sword unleashed by the banished immortal.

Between heaven and earth, the sword energy was vast and boundless, and the blazing sun spewed forth its flames, filling the high sky, which looked extremely eerie and terrifying.

Qin Ming was astonished. This man had actually taken multiple sword strikes from him. Although blood splattered, he had not died and was still struggling to hold on.

He realized that the seven heroes of the Celestial Clan were probably not simple.

With a clang, the golden wings of the Sun Worm were pierced by the sword's aura, and then the dazzling divine wings quickly shattered and disintegrated.

As for those dazzling flame runes, they exploded and extinguished on a large scale.

The golden-robed man was able to block the sword light entirely thanks to the sacred runes evolved from the power of his race's bloodline.

The sun worm screamed in agony as several bloody holes appeared on its body from the sword light.

He let out his final roar: "All things perish!"

All the light disappeared, and his place was shrouded in darkness, like a black hole.

This is quite extreme. Just a moment ago, the sun was shining brightly there, and everything was covered by the morning glow. But the next moment, the sky turned as dark as an abyss.

An overwhelming force, tearing and twisting, tried to pull the opponent away and into the depths of the night sky.

This is the Sunbug's last resort, its desperate trump card.

All his radiant runes collapsed into his body, pulling his opponent closer in preparation for one last major burst of power.

At the core of its flesh and blood body, there is a golden elixir, or a condensed sun, engraved with the patterns of heaven and earth, growing ever more intense, but all of this is concealed by the race's innate abilities, shrouding its body in darkness.

Undeterred, Qin Ming released his spiritual energy field, and a nine-colored immortal sword flew out from above his head, carrying a rain of light that thundered like a storm, staining half the sky and engulfing it in sword light.

The nearby masters felt their hair stand on end and their scalps tingle, realizing they couldn't possibly withstand such a sword strike; if they encountered it head-on, they would surely die.

"Where to go!"

The old master of the esoteric sect called to his companions to stop the two masters from the opposing camp who wanted to retreat.

The world seemed to have shattered, the night sky was pierced, and the thick clouds exploded.

The sun worms were indeed very powerful; their sudden eruption resembled the ebb and flow of the sun's tides, with golden waves engulfing the once-dark land.
Amidst the clanging sounds, he actually withstood multiple attacks from the Nine-Colored Sword Demon, but pale golden blood splattered from his body, and his aura was constantly weakening.

He couldn't block all the sword lights; his body was being torn apart, and he was starting to give way.

With a soft thud, the golden sword aura pierced through his head, pinning him in mid-air and imprisoning his consciousness there as well.

Qin Ming was inexplicably drawn closer to his opponent without being injured. His external spiritual field expanded, effectively isolating him from all impacts.

"You..." The Sun Bug was unwilling to accept defeat. He hadn't even managed to deal a single drop of damage to his opponent, and he was on the verge of death.

With a whoosh, Qin Ming used the sword light to draw out the super rare blood from his body, and then the sword aura pinned his soul light back and threw it into the umbrella.

At the same time, the Nine-Colored Sword Demon flew out again, and with a series of "poof poof" sounds, it also cleaved the remaining two Grandmasters into pieces.

The yellow parasol also flew out, practicing a certain belief: an excellent weapon will hunt for itself and feed itself; it dealt with the two beams of soul light alone.

Afterwards, Qin Ming rushed to another battlefield, working tirelessly to resolve the crisis in that region.

He didn't know if the true Seven Heroes of the Celestial Clan were here.

“Let’s go too!” shouted the old master of the Tantric sect.

Yao Ruoxian also moved, leading a group of people from the fourth realm to follow.

In the distance, a fierce battle raged, blood and fire intertwined, bloodstains were everywhere, the entire mountain forest was ablaze with flames, swords flashed and shadows danced, and powerful warriors roared, traversing the heavens and earth.

Surprisingly, despite being ambushed and subjected to a large-scale invasion, Yujing managed to gain the upper hand in this region.

Both sides suffered losses; some grandmasters were killed, and many others perished in battle.

Pei Shuyan, Zhuo Qingming, and others were all here, their bodies riddled with broken swords and spears, covered in wounds, engaged in a bloody battle against a fourth-realm expert.

"Our Grandmasters on the Immortal Path have fallen in battle, and we may also die here!"

The two fought until they were exhausted. Although Yujing had a slight advantage from the fourth to the fifth realm, it was not so obvious.

In the distance, two grandmasters from opposing sides exploded simultaneously in the night sky, dying together.

A moment later, a loud shout resounded through the sky: "Slay!"

Qin Ming arrived and with a single sword strike, he cleaved a powerful Grandmaster into pieces. The opponent was from the Abyss Civilization; his body exploded, and his soul light was already covered by the Yellow Silk Umbrella.

"The sword is here, no need to worry!" someone shouted.

Just then, another sword light streaked across the sky, cleaving a grandmaster from the totem faction in two.

Pei Shuyan, Zhuo Qingming, and the others looked up abruptly, their faces filled with excitement. The reinforcements had finally arrived.

Even the grandmasters who were fighting were deeply moved and shocked.

A Grandmaster from the Celestial Clan said bitterly, "Your Jade Capital camp is utterly shameless. You once sent out a Grandmaster to frighten away Daoist Butterfly; otherwise, you would have been wiped out long ago."

Initially, the situation here was critical. One of the seven heroes of the Celestial Clan, Butterfly Daoist, personally took action, accompanied by five-colored beasts from the Totem Camp. Once they arrived, they were extremely ferocious.

They killed two grandmasters on the spot, shocking the entire region.

At that time, Pei Shuyan and the others were in despair.

Little did they know that the Golden List was paying attention to this matter and directly sent over a Grandmaster.

Upon seeing this, Butterfly Daoist and the five-colored beast turned and ran without even engaging in battle.

Therefore, the situation stabilized and began to turn around.

Qin Ming raised his sword, going all out, as if he were fighting a Dao Seed of a Parasitic Civilization, and was about to kill the third Grandmaster of the opposing camp.

Upon seeing this, the grandmaster turned and fled, not daring to provoke him at all.

Qin Ming pursued, and amidst the blazing sword light, with a deafening roar, he cleaved the man in two.

Behind them, Yao Ruoxian, the old master of the secret sect, and others followed the sword and attacked. They had not yet arrived, but across the night sky, they saw the nine-colored sword aura rise up and cleave the master in the sky. They all felt it was very unreal.

"So powerful! Yi Jian is truly a genius!" exclaimed a grandmaster at the scene.

"Was this a sword summoned by Brother Qin?" Pei Shuyan, Zhuo Qingming, and the others, while shocked and amazed, also breathed a sigh of relief. Their own camp should be completely stabilized, and they were about to launch a major counterattack. It was time to hunt down their opponents.

"Hmph!" Just then, two figures appeared on the horizon and charged toward the battlefield.

On the Jade Capital side, many people had grim expressions, and even all the grandmasters were tense. It was the vanished Butterfly Daoist and the five-colored beast that had reappeared.

Immediately, people from the Celestial Clan, the Abyss, and the Totem faction all shouted, "Butterfly Daoist, please strike with your sword!"

Some people are also asking, "Where did that grandmaster go?"

Butterfly Daoist replied, "Our Celestial Clan is not without Grandmasters. After noticing the situation here, some of them have already gone to confront him."

As he spoke, he burst into the chaos, determined to hunt down the grandmasters along the way.

Qin Ming rushed towards that direction at lightning speed, shouting, "The autumn wind cuts down the fallen leaves, all insects fall silent, which cricket dares to chirp alone?" He was targeting Butterfly Daoist, trying to lure him over and prevent him from directly killing the other grandmasters.

(End of this chapter)