Night without Borders

Chapter 562 The Holy Traveler

In the darkness, Qin Ming's eyes, adorned with immortal runes, revealed bloodstains scattered across the ground in the distance, along with a faint spiritual transmission—it was... an acquaintance.

His expression suddenly changed, and he vaguely sensed who it was.

On the way back, the expedition members were ambushed and killed, which was truly unbearable for him.

Tang Yushang possessed special divine eyes and could roughly see the bloody scene. The ground there was shocking and extremely tragic.

She usually had a cool and aloof demeanor, like a celestial being, but she was not cold-hearted at all. The contrast was huge. At this moment, she was very indignant that the people on the expedition had not died in the war against foreign powers, but had fallen on their own territory.

“Outsider!” Yu Gensheng exclaimed, his seven orifices dripping with crimson blood.

Bai Meng felt a chill run down his spine. Looking ahead, he said, "They are approaching us on their own initiative."

He was at the lowest level and didn't know the situation of his opponents, but seeing the two figures walking towards him calmly and composedly, he naturally understood that they were very confident.

Tang Yushang said, "There's no way to avoid it."

"Gentlemen, nice to meet you all." The young man greeted them with a smile from a distance.

He had flaxen curly hair, fair skin, deep-set eyes, a high, slightly hooked nose, and a polite smile that exuded confidence.

Otherwise, without confidence, he wouldn't dare to approach them proactively.

Beside him was an old man with thick white hair, a hooked nose, and piercing eyes. He had a restrained aura, but gave off a dangerous feeling.

Could he be a grandmaster?

This made Qin Ming, Tang Yushang and the others feel a little uneasy. Being ambushed by such a person halfway through the journey was destined to be a life-or-death bloodbath.

The four of them traversed the night fog, approaching the blood-red area.

The flaxen-haired youth and the white-haired grandmaster both possessed a distinctly exotic style in their appearance and clothing. Although they were humanoid, it was difficult to say whether they were humanoid creatures or something else entirely.

Their daring to venture deep into the territory of Yujing suggests that they were not limited to just two people.

The white-haired grandmaster observed carefully and said, "Hmm, that old man has fine cracks on his body. In this difficult era, it is not easy for beings of high realms to survive, yet he has made several moves, and his physical condition is not good."

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmm, there is an undeniable vitality emanating from his body. He must have taken some extraordinary medicine. I wonder if it can be extracted."

It was precisely because they observed that Yu Gengsheng was in a very bad state that the white-haired grandmaster and the young man beside him took the initiative to greet him in a "friendly" manner.

Otherwise, in the darkness of night, if experts meet, their initial reaction is to avoid each other, which is also a rule of self-preservation in the foggy world.

Unless I am stronger than you, or there is no way to avoid it, I will not take the initiative to approach my opponent. This also applies to two unfamiliar civilizations.

"Pei...Shuyan!" Upon getting closer, Bai Meng saw the head of a familiar person, and the broken body was scattered all over the ground, broken into dozens of pieces.

In addition, this area was quite bloody, with the blood-stained gray hair of a grandmaster stuck to a skull, and indistinguishable severed limbs and other remains scattered all over the ground, belonging to other people.

Clearly, the group of returning travelers encountered a powerful enemy and were attacked, with more than a dozen of them disintegrating simultaneously.

The murderers were clearly the young man and the old man, and they had not gone far.

"Danger……"

The Grandmaster who had disintegrated on the Immortal Path still had a last wisp of pure Yang consciousness fading away, weakly warning that he had been shattered after his soul was searched.

After uttering those two words, his consciousness completely died out.

"I'm going to die too." Pei Shuyan sighed. He hadn't dissipated yet, mainly because the flaxen-haired youth still wanted to search his soul to understand the outstanding young and middle-aged people in the Yujing area and verify some things.

"You killed them all?" Bai Meng asked indignantly.

With a loud bang, chaotic energy exploded from Qin Ming's body. His face was as cold as frost, and his killing intent was boundless.

“Qin Ming…” Pei Shuyan murmured, his spiritual fire growing dimmer.

After fighting his way through countless dangers and perilous situations, Qin Ming's armor had long since shattered and fallen off, and he was now traveling in his true form.

"Old Pei!" Qin Ming's anger soared to the heavens, as if he wanted to burn through the sky.

"This is too much!" Tang Yushang couldn't accept it either. They traveled to the outer realms together. They survived the great battle, only to see their own people suffer such a fate after returning to the Jade Capital.

Pei Shuyan's spirit grew dimmer and dimmer. He was extremely weak and said, "If I had known, I would have been better off in the enclave... putting in more effort to kill more enemies... and fighting to the death outside."

"Old Pei, you'll be alright!" Bai Meng shouted. Back in Sky City, he and Pei Shuyan had worked as brokers together, mainly connecting major powers with Qin Ming. He used to freeload off Pei Shuyan every day, and they had become very close friends.

With a whoosh, Qin Ming teleported to Pei Shuyan's side, while the flaxen-haired young man moved aside, smiling as he blocked his way, saying, "Brother, don't rush."

With a bang, Qin Ming's chaotic energy was released, and dense runes enveloped his fist. The energy surged like boiling flames, burning the night sky red.

The man with flaxen curly hair looked surprised, and his body swayed slightly.

His expression became more serious. The target had gruesome cracks on his body, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices. Half of his body was crimson red, indicating that he had suffered severe injuries in the battle. Yet he still possessed such power.
At the same time, Tang Yushang stepped forward and blocked his way.

Qin Ming rushed towards Pei Shuyan, and Bai Meng quickly followed.

The white-haired grandmaster from the depths of the Night Fog World did not move, but kept staring at Yu Gengsheng, confronting him.

Yu Gensheng was deep in thought as he gazed at the deep night sky.

The war between Yujing and the giant has resumed, continuing the conflict from years ago. Several factions in the enclave are locked in a bloody battle, creating utter chaos.

Meanwhile, in the rear, some distant "demons and monsters" are stirring up trouble, causing such a bloody incident.

Yu Gensheng was worried that something might have gone wrong at the Yujing headquarters.

If it were just these two people, they wouldn't dare to enter the heart of a supreme faction and act so fearlessly. There are probably even stronger people coming.

The young man from the foreign land spoke up: "Brother, although this is our first contact, we should be kindred spirits. I admire you."

When he said "like-minded people," he wasn't referring to personality or life goals, but purely to the recognition of Qin Ming's strength and status, feeling that Qin Ming was indeed not weak.

This is also the principle of conduct in certain regions of the Night Fog World: only those of equal strength are recognized.

He continued, "We had a minor altercation while passing through this area. If they are acquaintances of yours, then I am truly sorry."

Qin Ming didn't speak. Instead, after carefully discerning Pei Shuyan's aura, he began to circulate his sticky energy to gather Pei Shuyan's torn flesh and blood together.

As you can see, even some blood on the ground is flowing backwards.

Moreover, it was identified from the mixed bloodstains and headed towards a hastily pieced-together, tattered body.

At the same time, Pei Shuyan's pure Yang consciousness was also bound together by Qin Ming's chaotic energy and pulled together, stuffed into his wretched body that resembled a rag doll.

Although his body was mangled and covered in blood, the nourishment from the blood and qi helped Pei Shuyan's weakening mental state improve considerably, halting its deterioration.

Amidst the excruciating pain, Pei Shuyan was also somewhat alarmed. How could this even work? Qin Ming had actually sifted through the "mess" on the ground, selecting and piecing together a body for him. Even he himself might not have been able to find a suitable one.

Of course, there were times when things went wrong. One of his severed fingers was completely shattered and could not be found. Qin Ming found him an old man's finger from a grandmaster, but only gave up temporarily when he felt rejected.

"Brother Qin... be careful. Don't let my wounded heart and shattered lungs be replaced with someone else's. Our team once had a spirit wolf mount..."

Old Pei was genuinely worried, so in order to repair his physical body, Qin Ming replaced his body with a wolf's heart and other items.

Bai Meng was very concerned and said, "Brother Pei, sense it carefully and see if anything is missing?"

"I...maybe I can survive." Pei Shuyan was very weak, but he felt that his life had been spared for the time being.

"Don't talk, just focus on healing," Qin Ming said, quickly piecing together his body and discreetly stitching him up with a few stitches.

In his early years, Pei Shuyan, a prodigy of the Immortal Path Pure Land, looked down on the New Life Path system and had a crush on Li Qingyue. Therefore, although his relationship with Qin Ming was not hostile at first, it was not harmonious either, and he even picked on him.

It wasn't until Helian Zhaoyu appeared that, as a descendant of Helian Chengyun and a member of the Immortal Seed Sect, he became domineering and powerful. His targeting unexpectedly brought Pei Shuyan and Qin Ming closer together.

From then on, the two gradually became friends, and their relationship grew better and better.

Suddenly, Pei Shuyan opened his eyes wide, his face filled with fear, and said, "Brother Qin, I... am missing a section!"

Bai Meng asked in surprise, "Old Pei, which part are you missing?"

"The most important part of my life." Pei Shuyan was anxious, even more so than when he was dying, and asked Qin Ming to help him search carefully.

With a soft "pfft," Bai Meng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this, as he was also seriously injured.

In the somber atmosphere, he tried hard to suppress his laughter and said, "It might have exploded. Let Brother Ming find someone else to replace it for you."

"No!" Pei Shuyan was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He called out weakly but urgently, "Brother Qin, I've given up on Qingyue a long time ago. Please don't... dwell on the past. Really, please help me search carefully again."

Qin Ming responded seriously, "It's really gone. It must have been blown up."

Pei Shuyan's body was ice cold, his tattered body was trembling and bleeding, as if it was about to burst open again. He felt very miserable. Was he going to become the Ninth Prince?
He's still young, far from the Grandmaster realm where he can regenerate from a broken body. Is he destined to be Steward Pei for the next few decades? Life is so bleak and boring.

Bai Meng comforted him, saying, "Brother Pei, Old Pei, cheer up. Take some strong tonics later, and with some secret techniques, even a low-level cultivator can reshape their flesh and blood. If you're in a hurry, just cobble one together temporarily."

"Pfft!" Pei Shuyan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed there. Earlier, he was torn to pieces and in excruciating pain, but he had managed to hold on and not faint.

Qin Ming stood up. To outsiders, piecing together the body of an acquaintance was a matter of a blink of an eye. He grabbed at the ground with his right hand, and all the blood and bones flowed back, completing the task in a brief instant.

Therefore, the atmosphere at the scene remained unchanged, with both sides still in a standoff and sizing each other up.

The young man with flaxen curly hair smiled, seemingly extending goodwill, and said, "Brother, what's your name? I'm serious, we're the same kind of people, and this fairy is one of us too."

"Who is like you?" Tang Yushang was always aloof when facing outsiders, and she refuted them on the spot, though she disliked this person very much.

"A beauty that could topple kingdoms, a peerless countenance, you must be a female saint from the Jade Capital?" The foreign youth was not angry, but his smile deepened, and he introduced himself as a "traveler".

"I am the sixth in my family, you can call me the Holy Traveler, or Traveler Six. As outstanding peers from different civilizations, we should get closer and communicate more."

Bai Meng said, "Holy Traveler, what a boastful tone!"

If Pei Shuyan were still awake, he would definitely remain silent. The Sixth Journey was truly terrifying. He single-handedly destroyed a Grandmaster of the Immortal Path and wiped out their entire group.

Qin Ming said, "You killed my friend, and you still want to be close to me?"

The Holy Traveler said, "Killing some lower-ranking people is nothing to worry about, brother. We don't want to become mortal enemies with the Jade Capital camp and start a war. We are just here to conduct experiments and collect some samples."

After he made overtures but did not receive the "courtesy" he deserved, he became firm again, saying with a faint smile, "It's fine if you don't want to."

He continued, "Actually, I would prefer to get closer to this fairy and have more conversations with her."

"How dare you!" Bai Meng exclaimed. This guy dared to speak so recklessly and flirt with his sister.

Tang Yushang's face was frosty. Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, she was already unable to let go of the matter, and now she wanted to kill this person even more.

Qin Ming was talking with Yu Gengsheng, trying to understand the depth of the old man's cultivation level.

“Grandmaster, very troublesome.” Yu Gengsheng responded secretly, knowing that he was not in good condition, while the foreign Grandmaster opposite him was in his prime.

Lu Liudao said, "I am very interested in the golden mark of the Undying Blood Calamity that you bear. I am being polite to you, but don't really think that I need to show you any respect."

Suddenly, the conch shells on his body started ringing, causing his expression to change slightly.

He answered the phone immediately, and his expression darkened visibly, completely losing his earlier smile and composure, making the atmosphere oppressive.

He looked at the Grandmaster and solemnly transmitted his voice: "The traveler from the seventh realm is in trouble. He encountered a dog..." "What?" The white-haired Grandmaster was shocked.

Why did they dare to come to this territory? Because they were led by a top expert. Now... even their leader has run into trouble, and they are quite uneasy.

Qin Ming was resonating with the resonance, sensing with all his might, trying to find out what had happened.

He quickly gleaned valuable information.

The travelers from the Seventh Realm are collecting important samples of the Undying Blood Calamity and are making great strides in the rear when they discover various expeditionary forces returning from their expeditions.

He naturally avoided confronting the groups of immortals.

He wasn't afraid; rather, he looked down from afar with a detached perspective. Those were exhausted soldiers, some even seriously wounded and on the verge of death.

As long as he doesn't get caught up in a large army, he's not afraid of anyone if he encounters them alone.

Sure enough, he spotted the lone traveler, a black and white bear at the seventh level of cultivation. Though covered in blood, it was also quite endearing.

He wanted to kidnap him and use him as a guard animal.

However, the ferocity of that black and white bear exceeded his expectations. Enraged, it turned on him and transformed into a sword immortal, resembling an old dog.

This seventh-realm traveler's battle with the dog sword immortal completely enraged the "native dog" in his eyes.

At this time, he was on the run.

The Dog Sword Immortal was truly enraged. It had fought tooth and nail against the powerful beings from the outer realms, risking its life to obtain a meager wisp of primordial energy, only to be intercepted by some bastard from the outer realms.

The primordial energy is finite; every bit used is a bit less. In today's cruel environment, this rare treasure of heaven and earth is a life-extending divine object. How can it be squandered at will?

However, the bastards from the outer realms forced it to use its power, so it howled and went completely mad, determined to kill its opponent.

"You're the watchdog, you dare to try and keep me as a pet! Woof, woof, woof!" The dog sword immortal launched a massive chase that covered hundreds of thousands of miles.

The main reason is that it has its eye on the thin, ethereal yellow aura surrounding the opponent's body. If it can capture it, it can make up for its losses.

The traveler in the seventh realm was struck repeatedly by the sword light and was about to perish.

He sent a message to his own men, urging them to proceed with caution, to retreat, and not to be reckless again.

Qin Ming's expression changed. The Beast God of Black and White Mountain truly lived up to his fearsome reputation, after all, he dared to provoke even Liu Mo when he went mad in the past.

The Holy Traveler said, "Elder Bai, since the other side's Grandmaster has a serious problem, please take action and capture them immediately, then we will retreat quickly."

"Alright!" The white-haired grandmaster nodded.

They stopped hiding their true intentions and no longer needed to show goodwill or investigate; they took direct action.

Qin Ming spoke up: "The Great Tang Dynasty, the Jade Mirror!"

He knew that Tang Yushang possessed an extraordinary weapon with a name that sounded similar to Yujing.

Da Tang frowned slightly and told her helplessly in secret, "I gave it to my ancestor to use."

In order to maximize her power, she gave the precious mirror to the old monster of the seventh realm, and the other party left a life-saving method in her body.

Just like before, in the chasm, a pitch-black hand slammed down on them. If it weren't for that life-saving technique, they would have been reduced to blood mist and annihilated.

Qin Ming sighed. Although his side had a large number of people, they were all old, weak, sick and disabled, which made them less combat-effective. Although Old Yu was out of danger, he had cracks in his body that had not yet healed, so he was not suitable for a life-or-death battle.

Even he and Tang Yushang had damaged their essence, making them unsuitable for blood battles.

Boom!

The Grandmaster, at his peak, charged forward, causing the wind and clouds to surge and the world to lose its color. The clouds in the night sky surged like towering waves, crashing against the heavens and earth in a chaotic and overwhelming manner.

Qin Ming took out the rotten fan and pointed it at him.

Suddenly, the white-haired grandmaster teleported backward to dodge. His terrifying attack, which he had been preparing, was instantly dissipated by the fan. He did not dare to rush over.

At this moment, Yu Gengsheng took the rotten fan and the treasure became even more powerful in his hands.

"They possess a rare treasure!" the white-haired grandmaster said in a deep voice.

At this point, even if they wanted to retreat, it wouldn't be safe. The enemy had already activated the Rotten Fan and could launch a fatal attack at any moment. This matter could no longer be resolved peacefully.

"We have one too!" The Holy Traveler was no ordinary person. He immediately took out a wooden sword, which was charred black all over, as if it had been struck by immortal lightning. It was cracked all over and could disintegrate at any time.

"Bai Meng, step back. You take Pei Shuyan and leave first!" Qin Ming transmitted his voice. Today, he and the other party were mortal enemies.

A surge of anger welled up within him. On his way home, he had been ambushed in this way, a friend had been killed tragically, and his life-saving treasure had been forced to activate, resulting in a truly enormous loss.

Qin Ming knew that the rotten fan was most likely to be completely ruined today.

He took out a yellow silk umbrella to shelter himself and Tang Yushang, ready to meet Grandmaster Yu Gensheng at any time.

"Alright!" Bai Meng picked up Pei Shuyan and turned to leave.

"Thump!" After running several miles, Old Pei's leg broke.

Helpless, Bai Meng quickly picked it up and used a protective light barrier to wrap up Pei Shuyan, who was about to fall apart again. He really couldn't afford to lose another piece, otherwise Old Pei might become even more depressed afterward.

On the battlefield, the wind howled and the night was torn apart; the rotten fan was indeed more terrifying in the hands of a grandmaster.

On the opposite side, the pitch-black wooden sword was glowing, with terrifying Dao patterns intertwining and spreading outwards. Even though the sword was shedding black ash and was about to break, the killing light that was temporarily erupting was still awe-inspiring.

The blade's light shattered the dark clouds in the sky, a truly terrifying sight. Its energy flowed like a cascading river of stars, illuminating both heaven and earth.

With a clang, the blade flashed.

With a loud boom, a black storm surged forth, like a "wind disaster" that could destroy mountains and seas. Among the various tribulations experienced by ancient cultivators, there was the saying of overcoming wind disasters.

In an instant, the world was filled with the glint of swords, like a vast ocean, and the overwhelming windstorms were everywhere.

Qin Ming and Tang Yushang went far away and caught up with Bai Meng, taking him with them to a more distant place.

At the last moment, Qin Ming gave him a teleportation talisman, which he could use to escape if anything unexpected happened.

At the heart of the battlefield, two grandmasters, wielding extraordinary treasures, unleashed their full power as they charged towards each other.

The entire world was engulfed by the light of swords and the aura of calamity. The nearby hills were collapsing, and the boundless forests and vegetation were reduced to ashes.

The ground was torn apart and blasted open, creating many deep, abyss-like craters.

Here, swords flash and winds rip the sky apart.

Such a duel is difficult to sustain. Grandmasters of this era cannot wage prolonged battles, and their weapons are incomplete and on the verge of disintegration.

In the ensuing upheaval, the area seemed to be shattered.

Holding a yellow parasol, Qin Ming charged toward the center of the battlefield, braving the glint of blades and the lingering ripples of the wind. He was very worried about Grandmaster Yu Gensheng.

Tang Yushang followed closely behind and rushed past.

On the other side, the Holy Traveler looked solemn. After taking a closer look at the situation, he let out a long breath and stepped into the battlefield.

The white-haired grandmaster's wooden sword was broken, leaving only the hilt, and he himself was covered in blood, his body tattered and ravaged by the wind disaster.

Even with unparalleled sword light protecting him, it was difficult to completely defend against it. He suffered severe injuries, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose, as well as his eyes and ears.

On the opposite side, Yu Gengsheng was still standing, his rotten fan disintegrated, and a blade of light was emanating from his shoulder. One of his arms was gone, covered in blood, and his shoulder blade had been shattered.

Grandmaster Yu Gengsheng was in dire straits, missing an arm and covered in blood. He gritted his teeth and stood there, blocking his opponent.

"Senior!" Qin Ming exclaimed worriedly, rushing to his side in an instant.

Yu Gengsheng said, "It's alright, he's not having an easy time either. Even if I die, I'll take him down with me."

Normally, after the bloody battle in the formidable chasm, he would not be fit to fight again. Now, his condition is frighteningly poor, and he cannot stop his opponent.

However, Lao Yu was determined to die and wanted to drag the other person down with him.

In his view, he had already achieved enough to reach this level in life and live to this day, and he would never allow Qin Ming, the promising young talent he valued, to die before his eyes.

How could Qin Ming watch him go to his death? He gestured for Tang Yushang to come closer, and then activated the teleportation talisman!
However, as the three of them sped across the night sky, the white-haired grandmaster and the holy traveler followed them like shadows.

"The Art of Entangling Fate!"

The white-haired grandmaster used a secret technique to lock onto them, and the two visitors from another realm followed him across the river.

Finally, they found themselves in a mountainous area.

At this point, neither side was prepared to flee; both were determined to fight to the bitter end.

Silently, the magnetic field outside Yu Gensheng's body expanded, as if a black hole had appeared, or as if countless tangible magnetic field ripples had materialized.

"kill!"

Yu Gengsheng charged forward, bombarding the white-haired grandmaster.

With a bang, the two engaged in a life-or-death battle, then retreated in an instant. The white-haired grandmaster's body was damaged, and he coughed up blood continuously.

Yu Gengsheng's other arm also exploded, and both shoulders were bald, with blood dripping continuously, making the ground muddy.

"Senior!" Qin Ming rushed over.

"Save your energy for fighting that Holy Traveler. Don't worry, I will definitely take White Hair away!" Yu Gensheng said.

He swayed forward, without arms, his legs and torso began to glow.

Qin Ming did not retreat. His entire body was interwoven with dense golden threads, which not only moved on his own body but also mended Yu Gengsheng's body. It was as if countless golden needles were emerging between the two.

He transmitted his voice, "Senior, infuse your divine light into my body, and let me try to fight."

Yu Gengsheng refused: "No, your physical body can't withstand the impact."

Then, somewhat startled, he sensed the wondrous power of the golden thread and exclaimed, "Your unique skill... can be unleashed through my body!"

At this moment, they seemed to be stuck together, the sunlight moving and merging, as if they were one.

Tang Yushang also came over and injected her divine substance into Qin Ming's body.

She already knew that Qin Ming cultivated three paths simultaneously and could completely accept and transform her power.

On the other side, the white-haired grandmaster sneered repeatedly, took a step forward, and attacked in an instant. How could he give his opponent a chance? The moment he landed on this mountain, he began to gather his energy and unleashed a forbidden technique.

Boom!

The world seemed to shatter. The nearby rocky mountains and primeval forests were shattered inch by inch by an invisible force, and then exploded completely.

Centered on the white-haired grandmaster, blinding fist light flew out, and sharp heavenly blade patterns emerged. The fist and blade resonated, intertwining and advancing forward, engulfing the opponent.

Behind them, the Holy Traveler sneered and said, "They're about to disintegrate, at their last gasp. What makes you think you can challenge a Grandmaster who's in better shape?"

From Yu Gensheng, Qin Ming, and Tang Yushang, countless golden threads shot out, densely packed, rushing forward, like a rain of light from celestial beings, pouring down between heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)