Night without Borders

Chapter 578 The Savage Immortal Realm

In late spring, a light rain drizzled, wetting the bluestone path.

Time flies, and Qin Ming buried himself in his cultivation. It seemed like only one night had passed. When he looked up again, the heavy snow had completely melted away.

He walked to the village entrance, gazed into the distance, and saw that in the misty rain, the grass was growing tall and the birds were flying, and the distant mountains were lush and green.

As the rain intensified, the black and white trees swayed slightly, their leaves appearing even fresher and gleaming.

A mist of light surrounded Qin Ming's body, isolating him from the dense raindrops.

When he was meditating, he liked to sit under two trees, sometimes for dozens of days without moving. The villagers had long been used to it.

Feeling the fleeting nature of time, he briefly drifted into thought and then sat down cross-legged to read the letters that had been accumulating for months.

"Brother Ming, come quickly! In the Barbarian Immortal Realm, auspicious birds soar and heavenly horses roam in herds. There are so many medicinal herbs that they can't all be stewed in one pot. It's unimaginable. Recently, explorers have been going crazy killing and making a fortune."

This was Bai Meng's last letter, which was over twenty days ago.

He looked ahead and saw two ancient mist gates open, triggering a wave of pioneering activity. Many people flocked there because the land was indeed quite abundant.

However, fifty days ago, the higher-ups delved into the ancient texts and were astonished to discover that the newly opened Fog Gate could not be called an ancient road, because the sages of Yujing in the past had not explored it.

Both portals were marked, but... no one ever went there.

This time, they essentially opened the door to a new world.

People originally intended to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors to seek opportunities, but they never expected to become the first explorers to set foot in that mystical world.

The higher-ups immediately corrected the mistake. One of the worlds was barren and dangerous, and it was quickly shut down. People were only allowed to return, not go there, and eventually it would be completely sealed off.

Another new world, which can't be shut down even if you want to.

Because many people go there to "pan for gold," making it a highly valuable destination.

Why did it become a paradise? Initially, it was primarily because of its safety; many of the otherworldly beings were not highly skilled, resulting in fewer bloodshed incidents.

Correspondingly, the herbs that were initially discovered were of low quality.

However, as they ventured deeper, they were surprised to find that each new area held a new surprise.

It's not that there aren't high-quality medicines, they're just hidden deeper inside.

It is said that all the major powers could no longer sit still and dispatched expeditions to explore that new world.

Even some grandmasters were tempted, and those with deep pockets were willing to take out exorbitant loans to borrow a wisp of Xuanhuang Qi in order to gamble.

It was an unclaimed land, everything was primitive and wild, and it was in the process of being developed.

Furthermore, some immortals have even declared that it's not impossible to unearth a rare medicinal herb from the very beginning of creation.

Of course, this is a bit of an exaggeration. What he meant by "the beginning of heaven and earth" should refer to celestial-level medicinal herbs, but even if they still exist, they have most likely been downgraded.

After all, even celestial beings and gods are now decaying and unable to maintain their state, let alone herbs of this level.

However, he confidently asserted that anything was possible in such a primitive place, and that even celestial beings could survive in the presence of nine-colored ice mountains or ten-colored ice caves, thus ensuring that precious medicines could be frozen without damage.

Therefore, many people now claim that it is a place of creation at the beginning of time.

Qin Ming carefully read through the letter and found that even Lord Pei was caught up in the excitement, leaving a message in the letter: "Gathering the celestial medicine is not a dream."

Old Pei made a solemn vow to expand his territory, achieve great things, and have his own page in the family genealogy.

Qin Ming remained silent. If even the detached and ascetic Pei Gong was like this, could that land truly possess such magic?

Tang Yushang's letter was full of confidence, and it read: "I will overcome all obstacles and reach the pinnacle of the path to becoming a master!"

Qin Ming felt that after a period of not giving her a good talking-to, Da Tang had become arrogant again, thinking she was capable of anything.

In addition, Meng Xinghai, Yao Ruoxian, Cheng Sheng and others have also been talking about the new world. In the past month or two, it has been a hot topic of discussion among the whole people. There is no topic with higher popularity.

"Did I miss something?" Qin Ming was lost in thought. He had only been in seclusion for a few months, but how come he seemed to have become disconnected from the world and completely unaware of what was happening outside?
In the letter, he learned that some powerful and influential forces were preparing to rush into the fray and establish branches.

The old mountain peaks in the sky and the Taoist temples of the earth immortals on the ground all seemed to be filled with passion and enthusiasm, believing that this was a great opportunity to reopen the world and reshape a new order.

Ultimately, the allure of a vast new world, unclaimed and awaiting development, has captivated all parties.

Of course, the older generation at the top are all quite prudent and oppose the younger generation being too radical. They believe that it is necessary to test the waters cautiously and send small groups of people to conduct research first.

"I dare say that a great era of change has arrived."

"Ultimately, our Yujing camp will inevitably face a great migration!"

These are the passionate words of a group of radicals, including many grandmasters, whose spirits are boundless.

People saw a broken stele in that area, with only the inscription remaining, in the form of Taoist rhyme, meaning: Barbarian Immortal.

Therefore, the Barbarian Immortal Realm became the name of that realm.

"What year is it tonight?" Qin Ming felt as if he had been in another world, as if several years had passed and he had missed a great era of creation.

Wenrui, carrying an oil-paper umbrella, walked over in the rain and called out, "Uncle."

His giant spirit bone was broken, condensed, refined, and completely altered by Qin Ming, restoring him to the height of a normal child.

Looking at his youthful face, Qin Ming was certain that he had not been isolated from the world for several years.

"Wenrui, how many times have you been a freshman?" Qin Ming asked.

“Five times.” Wen Rui showed neither elation nor excitement, remaining remarkably composed.

"Not bad." Qin Ming nodded.

A year has passed, and the child has made steady progress. At this age, such achievements are quite remarkable.

After all, in the new system, ordinary children need to reach the golden age to cultivate.

However, the offspring of super-powerful clans have secret medicines to ensure their survival, so even if they "set sail" ahead of schedule, they don't need to worry about the potential danger of becoming gigantic.

With Wen Rui by Qin Ming's side, he was naturally safe.

Comparatively speaking, he started much earlier than Qin Ming.

Qin Ming gave him some pointers, urging him to make sure he laid a solid foundation.

"Your path to immortality and your path in esoteric Buddhism are also good; you're progressing very steadily."

Overall, Wen Rui is a weaker version of the younger Qin Ming. He also cultivates three paths simultaneously and is very resilient. He does not seek to be comparable to his uncle.

His greatest wish is to protect his relatives and friends and safeguard Shuangshu Village.

However, what seems like a small wish is easier said than done, as it involves the karma of the gods.

"Uncle, are you leaving again?" Wenrui asked.

"Yes, I might have to go out to see some friends." Qin Ming nodded, telling him to go cultivate and not to think too much about it.

In the final moments, he placed a finger on Wenrui's forehead and transmitted to him the newly comprehended and reorganized silk calligraphy, as well as some scriptures from the Immortal Path and Esoteric Buddhism.

Qin Ming sat alone under the black and white twin trees, listening to the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the leaves, gazing through the rain curtain and looking into the distance.

Two years ago at this time, Li Qingyue and Jiang Ran left, and it has been almost two years since then.

Qin Ming sat in meditation, entering a moment of mental clarity. The light emanating from his body merged with the black and white twin trees, vaguely forming a black and white yin-yang diagram in the rain.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented clarity of mind. A hazy fairy bridge appeared, and his spirit soared onto it, gazing at the road ahead.

"It's faint and elusive, yet I still feel somewhat uneasy. Months have passed; is anyone still thinking about me?"

A moment later, Qin Ming exited this state.

Under the cover of night, the peerless swordsman "One Sword" emerged from the mountain, walking across the land to learn about the changes that had occurred over the past few months.

Qin Ming even had a sudden inspiration: could he use Yi Jian's fame to raise the necessary medicine to break through the barrier?
Without a doubt, he was overthinking it. Although he had many followers, none of them were at the Grandmaster level. How could they possibly help him?

Truly powerful and transcendent forces would not engage in "giving alms".

Large organizations value the exchange of benefits; they look at what can be gained for them, otherwise why would they provide assistance? Marriage alliances and taking on apprentices are often ways to bind themselves together.

"They haven't returned yet?" Qin Ming asked in surprise. Yao Ruoxian had entered the new world with the experts of the Great Yu royal family, and Pei Gong had also been exploring the wilderness with the Immortal Path Grandmaster. They were both stranded there.

On that day, Yijian stood before a misty gate.

"No, crossing two worlds is too far, and the special entanglement state will fail."

Qin Ming was certain that if Yi Jian or Jingjie Sect went to the Barbarian Immortal Realm alone, they would lose control of their physical bodies.

He decided to leave Black and White Mountain himself, no longer able to live in isolation. Before leaving, he examined some special items he carried.

Without the rotten fan, he still felt that his means of survival were not strong enough.

The yellow parasol is recovering in an orderly manner.

The rag, with an unimaginably powerful origin, left him helpless.

Nowadays, the greatest value of rags lies in their internal space, which is many times larger than before and can be divided into sections.

Most importantly, it seems that putting the physical body inside shouldn't be a big problem.

Regarding consciousness, Qin Ming had never dared to delve into it, but only attached it to the surface of Lao Bu.

Because whether it's the yellow parasol or the fragments of the five-colored treasure, once they're put in, they'll resist fiercely, feeling like they're in prison.

Qin Ming inquired about the reason, and Huang Luo Cangsan explained that its spirit needed to lie dormant in the deepest part of its body, otherwise it was worried that its own consciousness would be distorted, dissolved, and eventually dissipated.

Huang Luo, with his umbrella, said, "It's alright for a short time, but if you stay here permanently, your spiritual body will most likely become weak and dissipate."

To this end, Qin Ming conducted an experiment, hunting ordinary beasts in the mountains and placing them into the tattered cloth space.

As Huang Luogaisan said, the prey's consciousness gradually faded, and finally its mental field dissipated.

This sent a chill down Qin Ming's spine. He thought again, "Is it really okay for my physical body and blood essence to be inside this tattered cloth?"
Huang Luo Cangsan said, "It is incomplete, it is broken, so it is like a leaky roof, and its weak consciousness seems to flow away along the gaps in the boundless darkness."

Qin Ming asked, "Is that space its consciousness space? Is it damaged, with terrifying cracks and other features, causing such a horrific phenomenon?"

Huang Luo Gai San said, "I suspect that its consciousness cannot distinguish between the real and the virtual, and has been 'materialized'. It is in a fragmented and incomplete state, which leads to all sorts of terrible results."

Relatively speaking, putting physical objects inside wouldn't be a problem. Qin Ming figured that the rag was the best place for Taiyi, the Realm Sect, and Yijian to hide.

As for oneself, if given a choice, it's best to avoid delving too deeply into the subject.

Before leaving, Qin Ming sat cross-legged under the black and white twin trees for the last time, emptying his mind and letting the black and white Tai Chi diagram appear, entering the deepest moment of spiritual clarity.

His consciousness leaped onto a celestial bridge, seemingly leading to the other shore. He strained to see the road ahead, not to seek enlightenment, but to avoid danger in advance.

He sensed something and couldn't help but look up at the sky. In the dim light, it seemed as if pressure was falling from the dome, in wisps and strands, very indistinct.

It was as if a giant hand was suspended in the endless void, not yet falling.

"The distance is very far, does that mean there is still a long time to go?" Qin Ming felt quite pressured.

He departed silently, his journey destined to break through the barrier.

Da Yu was not there, and Yao Ruoxian was not present, so he was too embarrassed to go and ask the relevant people for medicine.

Qin Ming noticed that the entire Night State seemed much quieter, because many people had fled to the new world, heading to the unclaimed lands in search of opportunities.

He paid a visit to the ancestral temple of the Qingtian Sect. After several years, he once again entered a remarkable source of life on the road of rebirth.

He once went to the ancestral temple of the Six Emperors, but ultimately did not stay to learn any skills.

The location of the Qingtian Sect is a magnificent landscape with ever-changing scenery, no less impressive than the Six Imperial Ancestral Courts. Here, the dragon veins rise and fall, and the immortal peaks stand side by side, surrounded by flowing clouds and light rain.

Currently, Yu Gengsheng is recuperating here.

Someone once went to the Mountain and River Academy to spy on it, but in the end, the Grandmaster listened to his old friend's advice and decisively went to the headquarters of the Sky-Supporting Sect for recuperation.

Qin Ming visited Yu Gengsheng and took the opportunity to pay a visit to the high-ranking members of the Qingtian Sect.

Old Yu was seriously injured and his body was once incomplete, but after several months, he has recovered.

However, his injuries have not yet healed, manifesting in the spiritual realm and the entanglement with harmful Daoist energy. It will take time to heal his old wounds.

The main problem is the overall environment, which is very unfriendly to powerful creatures.

Otherwise, in normal times, he would have been full of energy long ago.

Qin Ming received a warm welcome. An elderly Grandmaster from the Sky-Supporting Sect personally met with him and discussed the future path of the new system, showing that he valued him highly.

When the topic of the Sky-Supporting Force came up, Qin Ming earnestly asked some questions.

The sect's Grandmaster Chen En said with a gentle smile, "The two words 'Supporting the Heavens' represent everything, the ultimate strength. This is the highest truth of our lineage."

The Ancestor Qingtian, once possessed unparalleled divine power, aspiring to hold up the heavens with both hands. This was the path he would take, from the true form of the fifth realm to the primordial chaos of the sixth realm, he practiced it without hesitation.

Finally, Chen En solemnly led him to the "Sky Tower," where various ancient texts were hidden. The Grandmaster led him to the highest level, which was covered with numerous magical formations.

This tower is a weapon of supreme importance; without someone to guide you, it would be impossible to reach such a heavily guarded place.

Chen En took out a sacred scripture, handed it to him, and said solemnly, "This is the 'Qingtian Scripture,' you can study it here."

Qin Ming had several jade tokens given to him by Lu Zizai, who told him that after he achieved success in his cultivation, he could use these tokens to visit the ancestral temples of various sects and read scriptures such as the Six Imperial Forces, the Tathagata Sutra, and the Jade Purity Sutra.

Today, Qin Ming hesitated, but before he could take it out, the Grandmaster of the Sky-Supporting Sect gave him this opportunity.

Qin Ming received the scripture with both hands, with utmost solemnity. Then, he closed his eyes and did not turn the pages, as if he were resisting something.

In fact, he was resonating with the music, carefully sensing the moment with his current most harmonious state, and maintaining his composure with a powerful will that surpassed the past, without revealing any abnormal signs of mental distress.

Grandmaster Chen En was surprised to see him struggling and hesitating.

After a long time, Qin Ming opened his eyes and said, "Senior, my cultivation is still shallow. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist the temptation and try to fuse with the Heaven-Supporting Force now, which would lead to my eventual disintegration. I want to wait a little longer."

He returned the scriptures with both hands, without opening them.

Qin Ming felt guilty. He did not intend to deceive, but rather out of caution, he wanted to verify some things.

He didn't know if there were unpredictable old monsters watching him on the Road to New Life; this was a "new realization" he had only come to since he went into seclusion.

He thought of other founders of the Dharma, including the sages, and wondered if there were still people who practiced Chaos Energy who were not actually dead.

He has become like Su Mohua, occasionally experiencing moments of mental clarity, with an astonishingly sharp sense of perception.

In recent months, he has been seeking enlightenment, refining himself, and constantly studying the silk manuscripts. For some reason, he thought of those people and thus had a vague sense of unease.

Chen En nodded immediately, somewhat fearful, and said, "It was my oversight. You are in the prime of your life, and if you act impulsively and prematurely merge with the Dharma, I will truly become a sinner on the path of rebirth."

Qin Ming could sense that Grandmaster Chen En was very sincere. He felt bad about hiding the truth, but for his own safety, he still told a white lie.

Chen En said, "The path of new life is slow to break through, it takes years to endure. With a genius like you, it's truly an anomaly. You're about to break through to the fourth realm, right?"

He mentioned that recently, the young and strong members of the Sky-Supporting Sect have made great gains, bringing back many spiritual items from the Savage Immortal Realm. If Qin Ming needs anything, he should just ask.

A warm feeling welled up in Qin Ming's heart, and he opened his mouth as if to say something.

"Don't be shy, I'll arrange the medicine for you," Chen En said.

"No need," Qin Ming politely declined, noticing that injured disciples were bringing back precious medicines and carrying them to the secret vault.

The progress on the path to new life is slow and requires more resources. The young and strong members of the Sky-Supporting Cult fight for resources in the new world, which are obtained with blood and lives, making it a very heavy burden.

Qin Ming had given up on the idea of ​​borrowing medicine. He was able-bodied and had reached the Great Perfection of the Fourth Realm, putting him in his strongest state. Why should he hide in the background and act as a parasite?

He doesn't need to be fed; he can just go over there himself.

Qin Ming declined, telling him that he needed to refine his skills further.

Then, he asked about the Barbarian Immortal Realm.

Chen En said, "That place is amazing. If it weren't for the fact that the Grandmaster is unable to move around easily, I would have gone there myself. Many of my disciples are already so happy that they don't want to come back."

He also warned that the area was not without danger, with some areas inhabited by terrifying monsters, and that one should not venture there rashly.

When Qin Ming left, he left Yu Gengsheng and Chen En with a lot of light and rain of light.

On the way, he recalled the "Sky-Supporting Scripture". Its terrifying true form was dazzling. It was a pair of huge hands holding up the sky. It was truly the ultimate in strength.

In fact, the true form of the Sky-Supporting True Form was originally a pair of arms, but it was too domineering, causing it to explode inch by inch, and in the end, only a pair of arms remained.

Qin Ming witnessed these events unfolding before his own eyes and was deeply moved.

He drifted away, traversing the night state. When he was not far from the Tathagata Sect, he deliberately took a slight detour to get closer to that place of practice.

"Shall we go in and pay a visit?" Qin Ming paused, but then felt a little uncomfortable, frowned slightly, and stopped.

He gazed into the distance, and the ancestral temple on Xinsheng Road contained an inexplicable Daoist charm. He even saw the lingering traces of true form left by powerful individuals who had practiced for many years.

As Qin Ming deduced, the true form of that ancestral temple became clearly visible.

It was a great sun, scorching everything, growing ever more dazzling and terrifying.

This is another source of the path to rebirth—the true form of Vairocana Buddha.

"Hmm?" Qin Ming gazed into the distance, and the chaotic energy resonated with it. In a moment of mental clarity, he vaguely discovered that beneath the true form of the Great Sun Tathagata, there seemed to be an abyss that was about to swallow the blazing sun.

He frowned, and finally left silently.

A moment later, Li Wanfa, with his flowing sleeves, rode the wind and rose into the air, standing high in the sky and gazing into the distance.

"As for the Tathagata Sutra, I can just ask Xiang Yiwu directly. There's no need for a separate visit now." Qin Ming believed that he could obtain it from Xiang Yiwu by exchanging the sutra for the sutra.

For months, he had been pondering how to save Xiao Wu and Xiang Yiwu.

Qin Ming believed that the golden threads released from his Primordial Heavenly Light were not necessarily inferior to the silk threads spit out by the Dream Insects, and might even be able to directly save people.

As for the other supreme true forms of the new system, he was in no hurry; he would acquire them after he became a grandmaster.

Qin Ming personally came to the Savage Immortal Realm.

As soon as he set foot on this land, he was stunned. The place was so rich in resources that it seemed like an untouched paradise, preserving all kinds of species from ancient legends.

"Could it really be a secluded treasure land left over from the beginning of time, undiscovered by anyone?"

Qin Ming could also find rare medicinal herbs of the third realm in the areas that various groups had swept through, which could enhance the power of consciousness.

Could it be that a celestial-level medicinal herb is truly preserved deep within this land?
Several days later, he caught up with the main force and entered the front line.

He noticed that some teams looked somber.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ming asked.

“In the distance, Grandmaster-level monsters have begun to appear. Most importantly, they are not decaying and have not been affected by the Daoist aura, and can maintain their peak combat power.”

This news shocked Qin Ming.

What exactly is the origin of the Barbarian Immortal Realm? It seems to be unaffected by the environment of the greater world.

Or is it that a great era of gentle Daoist energy is about to arrive? The area ahead is no longer turbulent, and spiritual energy is about to pour down like rain.

"What's even more unsettling is that a strange phenomenon has emerged: we are reluctant to leave this land, it's a kind of inexplicable instinct of the soul."

Such news is even coming from the most cutting-edge fields.

Some core disciples of major sects went missing, and when they were discovered, they took up vast territories with a wild spirit, became outlaws, and ruled as kings in the area.

What's going on? Qin Ming was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"I was wondering earlier that many of the monsters here are impossible to communicate with and seem very primitive. It seems like there's a big problem."

“Living in this area for too long will cause some problems!” Some of the old guys were starting to panic.

Qin Ming pondered that the letters from Bai Meng, Pei Gong, and others stopped more than twenty days ago. Could it be that they had also run into trouble and become wild "Tang Yushang"?
Not long after, Qin Ming set off alone. He did not find his old friend, but he first discovered the great medicine he needed. The opportunity came so quickly.

It was a dragon's nest, surrounded by five-colored divine light, and the refreshing fragrance of medicine wafted in the wind. Qin Ming could smell it from a great distance.

"Today, I will become a Grandmaster." Regardless of whether there are problems with this place, he is prepared to break through the barrier first, so that he can survive better.

Just by smelling the aroma of the medicine, he knew that it was an extremely rare and precious medicine.

However, to be on the safe side, after harvesting the great medicine, he felt it was necessary to filter it through the Taiyi, Jingjiepai, and Yijian methods to purify the medicinal properties of this world.

(End of this chapter)