Night without Borders

Chapter 583 Peerless and Independent

The night sky was clear and bright, filled with shimmering light.

That was Wei Shouzhen's pure Yang consciousness, which was actually crushed by someone's grasp.

How high is the status of a saint!

Even the proud and aloof eldest daughter of the Huang family personally approached him, smiling and gentle, taking the initiative to get close to him. The most powerful forces all wanted to recruit him as their son-in-law.

Such extraordinary individuals possess exceptional abilities and status, making them stand out from the crowd.

However, the sky was now silent, and where he stood, only the gentle breeze and flowing light remained.

Not far away, Qin Ming controlled the six elements, his wide sleeves fluttering. He seemed to stand in the moonlight, exuding a sense of great freedom and clarity.

In the darkness of night, the pure sunlight, its lingering glow, faded away in the blink of an eye.

Only the mysterious figure stands apart from all others, transcending all others.

The distant sky was deathly silent; even the sound of breathing seemed frozen.

The Huang family members were ashen-faced, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

That was Wei Shouzhen, and he was defeated just like that?

The Huang family has high standards; this is someone they carefully selected, with boundless potential and an unlimited future, so they didn't hesitate to send their eldest daughter to win her over and get close to her.

But now, someone has swiftly smashed Wei Shouzhen, crushing his pure Yang consciousness.

In the utter silence, where you could hear a pin drop, even the wind seemed to have stopped.

After an unknown amount of time, soft gasps and exclamations began to spread through the crowd.

"That was a saint, and he... just like that, he was defeated?"

"It is said that Pure Yang is difficult to kill, especially a top genius at this level. Even if you kill him several times, he can reappear. But now he is like a candle in the wind, going out in an instant."

Wei Shouzhen was extremely famous, especially recently, he was known throughout the world.

He is naturally capable of fighting beyond his level, and is considered a strongman even among grandmasters.

Exclamations rose and fell, like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly creating ripples.

Even a genius like Zhou Tiandao and a stunning beauty like Yan Zhuohua were somewhat mesmerized by the figure in the night.

Lu Jingli covered her cherry lips with her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with shock. The lingering romantic thoughts in her heart were shattered, and she felt that the other person was too distant, as ethereal as a guest from heaven, leaving her with only a sense of distance like looking up at a high mountain.

Under the vast sky, Qin Ming was surrounded by a clear light, exuding a sense of detachment. The remaining pure yang light in his right hand, like the last firefly being blown away by the autumn wind, dissipated completely.

He stood with his left hand behind his back, enveloped in clouds.

On the empty battlefield, he alone stood alone, carefree yet arrogant, slowly surveying his surroundings.

The Huang family members had long since retreated and were far away, but they still felt a heavy pressure after being stared at by Qin Ming.

The saints they had painstakingly chosen were brutally defeated by that mysterious figure, and they found it hard to accept this terrible fact.

At that moment, when they met those eyes that shone like divine light, they felt as if they were suffocating.

Not long ago, several elderly men who had spoken with Wei Shouzhen felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their scalps were about to explode.

They sighed inwardly and sent a message to the others to leave quickly, while they themselves stayed behind, ready to "face the calamity" and quell the enemy's murderous intent.

Once upon a time, the Huang family looked down upon the world, and who dared to target them like this?

However, in this realm of barbaric immortals, such a ruthless person has emerged. At first glance, he appears to be a banished immortal, but once he makes a move, his murderous aura is terrifying.

Besides the Huang family, there was another person who was restless and uncomfortable.

He realized he regretted it; he had come out too soon.

He came over to curry favor because he saw Wei Shouzhen take out the "Law Chain" and not hesitate to use such a priceless weapon.

Otherwise, as fellow saints who were invited to help, it wouldn't make sense for him to stay in the background.

At this moment, he was too far forward, already close to the edge of the battlefield, and had broken in front of the Huang family members. No matter how you looked at it, he was too conspicuous and prominent.

The uproar grew louder, but as Qin Ming's gaze fell upon them, all the noise gradually subsided.

Silence returned to the place once more, with countless gazes filled with awe and fear fixed on the figure bathed in the rain of light.

Hearing this, his voice was hoarse, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, I have no ill intentions. I just don't want to start any more killings and cause too much bloodshed here."

He felt a tightness in his scalp, but remained calm.

He is a saint. If he turns around and leaves, what will others think?
However, if he were to be too humble, it would tarnish his reputation, so he gritted his teeth and expressed his willingness to act as a peacemaker.

Upon hearing this, he saw that the other party was standing calmly, sizing him up, and that there was no immediate intention to kill him. He immediately showed a warm smile and said, "I have yet to ask your name, fellow Daoist."

Qin Ming responded, "I have already said that the righteous path is a kind and compassionate light."

Hearing this, I thought to myself, "Are you kidding me?!"

Killing a grandmaster, beheading a saint, blowing up a warship—if that's considered being soft-hearted, what would happen when this person hardens their heart? How terrifying would that be?
Wen Dao spoke up: "I observe that you, fellow Daoist, possess vigorous vitality without a trace of decay. You must still be in your prime, or perhaps even younger, not yet fifty years old? I have never heard of this before. Indeed, a hidden unicorn has emerged from the fields, another outstanding person has been born."

He absolutely did not want to offend the other party, so he didn't hesitate to put on a smiling face.

Given his status, it was rare for him to take the initiative to flatter someone; it was always others who revolved around him.

Wen Dao wanted to build rapport and ease the tense atmosphere, so they chatted and laughed together.

He earnestly advised and mediated the conflict between this person and the Huang family, hoping that both sides could turn hostility into friendship.

This was, of course, for outsiders to see; he did not want to adopt a humble posture and tarnish the illustrious status and prestige of a saint.

"Are you Wen Dao?" Qin Ming asked.

He hadn't forgotten an old grudge. Back then, he fought swords in the heavens and ultimately ranked first on all three lists. He was originally supposed to go and cultivate on a Great Dao Flower, but someone else intercepted him.

If there are no surprises, it's this person.

Although he originally wouldn't have gone there, after all, he didn't want to be bound by the Dao Chains.

However, before he could express his opinion, someone snatched his opportunity, which still made him very uncomfortable.

The New List once subtly pointed out that he was a saint jointly chosen by all the old mountains in heaven.

From this perspective, Wendao must have had a very strong background, otherwise he wouldn't have ultimately won.

"It is indeed your younger brother." Wen Dao replied with a smile, thinking that the other party would be somewhat wary and give him face after knowing his identity and his extensive network of connections.

Qin Ming's next sentence sent chills down his spine.

"You approached silently just now, revealing a hint of murderous intent. Are you hostile towards me and want to get involved?"

He realized that the other party was provoking trouble and had no intention of calming things down. They even wanted to take down a saint like him who had unexpectedly intervened.
He suspected that this was a powerful figure from another region, otherwise why would he dare to act so arrogantly and with such a strong sense of targeting?

Hearing this, he became wary and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood."

Qin Ming strolled through the night sky, pressing forward, and said, "I'm a man who always distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. Since you want to get involved in this battle, then make your move. Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

People were in an uproar; yet another saint was about to get involved.

Tonight, many people who came to watch the spectacle felt that their trip was worthwhile and were filled with excitement. Could it be that another "holy war" is about to begin?

"Is Wendao going to follow in Wei Shouzhen's footsteps?"

"No, he was here in person, his flesh and blood body carrying his entire pure Yang consciousness."

That is why outsiders are all eager to hear the truth, hoping it might force out the person's true nature and reveal who this person is.

Qin Ming said: "A small punishment but a big warning."

Wen Dao's expression changed. He realized that today's matter was unlikely to end well. He had tried his best to be humble, but he still couldn't avoid the outcome.

He couldn't fathom who this person was; he was truly a madman, daring to attack two saints one after another. Behind him, the grandmaster who had blocked his path was very anxious, secretly blaming Wen Dao for being so reckless as to go and join the fray, only to end up getting burned.

He wanted to intervene, but then stopped himself.

He worried that if he went forward to dissuade them, he would never return.

"Fellow Daoist, why go to such lengths?" Wen Dao maintained his last shred of dignity, displaying the composure and serenity of a saint.

Qin Ming didn't speak, but walked forward. The night fog exploded, a strong wind blew, and the entire night sky trembled slightly. He was like a god or demon descending to earth.

Upon hearing this, Wen Dao acted decisively. With a flick of his sleeve, he summoned the five wooden figures he had prepared beforehand. They landed in the night sky, swelled in the wind, and each transformed into a giant.

These wooden figures are weapons of war. Once activated, they all possess master-level strength and form a five-element battle formation to surround their opponents in the hunting grounds.

As for Wen Dao himself, he decisively retreated quickly, not wanting to put himself in danger.

Qin Ming immediately realized that although this guy looked calm and composed, with the demeanor of a strong person, he was actually very slippery and would run away if there was any danger.

He remembered the five-colored beasts of the totem faction, whose mouths were incredibly sharp; once they got serious, they would run faster than anyone else at the slightest disturbance.

Qin Ming followed up, saying that he would punish them, but he couldn't just make empty promises.
The five wooden giants glowed, releasing the power of the five elements, attempting to suppress Qin Ming with the Five-Colored Divine Light Array, at the very least to delay him for a short while.

In the night sky, the giants corresponding to the five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, and earth) rose up with soaring light and evolved into a barrier-like light screen, enveloping the target.

Suddenly, the night was filled with a deafening roar and violent turmoil.

Qin Ming is well-versed in the Five Elements and has studied the Five Great Secret Classics, including the Southern Ming Fire Classic and the Earth Virtue Classic. He has also refined the Five Elements Sacred Fiends and has gained considerable experience in this field.

However, he did not use the Five Elements method to break the formation.

Beneath its feet, a Primordial Golden Bridge appeared, seemingly leading directly to the other side. In an instant, it pierced through the five-colored barrier and spanned across this area.

This is what he gained after months of enlightenment. The celestial bridge that he saw in his moments of spiritual clarity, capable of carrying consciousness and allowing him to gaze ahead, has now manifested in the real world in a different way. It is constructed using the primordial celestial light of the Grandmaster realm.

Hearing this, his pupils contracted. Even this couldn't stop his opponent?
His hands moved in unpredictable ways, forming mudras one after another, and in an instant, he displayed the eight great Dharma forms, doing his utmost to attack.

However, the other party stood on the Hunyuan Golden Bridge, piercing through the night, seemingly ignoring space, and waded into the distant sky in one step, arriving in front of him.

Facing the Dharma Seal of Hearing the Dao, and his eight Dharma Forms, Qin Ming's right fist, crystalline and surrounded by dazzling symbols, slammed forward directly.

The saying that one punch can break all laws is not an exaggeration. Once you reach a certain level, even the simplest methods can become extremely terrifying.

Qin Ming reached the Grandmaster realm, and his thunderous strike naturally carried the power of the three paths cultivated together.

A burst of brilliant light erupted, and the thick clouds in the sky above exploded.

Upon hearing this, his expression changed drastically. He knew he was no match for this person. With a whoosh, he unleashed a magic chain to block his opponent.

Qin Ming silently opened the tattered space. Huang Luo, still grumpy from waking up, was now being "tattooed" again, which made him feel indignant.

"You've dragged me into this again."

After enduring trials and tribulations, it finally shed its impurities in the blood-red forest, emerging as a lotus from clear water, pure and elegant. Yet today, it is once again forced to undergo "heavy makeup" and be re-tattooed.

In particular, it felt that Qin Ming's skills had greatly improved and he was killing everyone around him, yet he didn't feed it at all, which was really too much.

"You eat insects all by yourself, until you're burping, completely forgetting that I'm still crying for food." On the yellow parasol, a seductive face expressed its dissatisfaction within the tattered space, scanning the surroundings, it was so sad... that saliva was about to drip from the corner of its mouth.

Qin Ming secretly transmitted his voice: "Those people's identities are questionable. If they appear on your umbrella in the future, it may bring endless trouble."

In that split second, Wen Dao activated a teleportation talisman.

He knew that if he wanted to retreat, it was better to do so sooner rather than later. Since he didn't want to fight to the bitter end, he might as well make a clean break and run away as soon as possible.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. He hadn't misjudged the person. This guy didn't care about saving face at all. When things got awkward, he actually turned around and ran away.

"Roar!"

He roared so loudly that it shook the heavens and the earth. The night fog in the low sky and the clouds in the high sky all exploded with a deafening roar, creating an incredibly terrifying scene.

Qin Ming's blood energy surged and erupted in full force, his roar causing the mountains and valleys below to shake.

Wen Dao had already used the teleportation talisman and rushed out in an instant, but suddenly he felt a pang of fear, as if the world was shaking and about to be torn apart, as if it were made of paper.

Qin Ming's extremely powerful and masculine blood energy mingled with the heavenly light, bursting forth from his body. His spiritual sound waves were comparable to thunderbolts from the heavens, exploding and reverberating in front of him.

Hearing this was like being struck by lightning. He felt as if a blazing sun was slowly rising behind him, its immense blood energy radiating golden light and filling the entire night sky.

The clouds and mist dispersed, the gale suddenly stopped, and he was also affected, his pure yang consciousness was shaken out of his body.

He was horrified; the person behind him was terrifying.

Wen Dao's physical body, holding the teleportation talisman, did not stop, but his spiritual body temporarily floated out.

This results in the person flying ahead while their soul chases after them.

Fortunately, the terrible inertia prevented his pure Yang consciousness from going far away, and at the critical moment, he summoned the mental chains to bind his physical body, and he suddenly returned to his body.

Wen Dao breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he felt something was wrong again. The terrifying pressure behind him was still there and had not completely disappeared.

He turned around and was immediately shocked, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The man stood on a golden bridge shrouded in jade light, stretching straight to the chasm, as if he were to cross an endless sea of ​​night mist to catch up with his speed.

Hearing this, he realized that the person behind him was so monstrous that he could probably even use a teleportation talisman.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" He was terrified, unable to believe what he was seeing.

A moment later, his expression softened slightly; the man was almost out of reach.

With a thunderous boom, the opponent unleashed a punch, accompanied by overwhelming blood energy and terrifying immortal light. Wen Dao felt a chill run down his spine, his thighs went cold, and his body felt as if it were about to shatter.

His face was serious as he fought back with all his might.

Behind him, Qin Ming had stopped and stood on the Hunyuan Golden Bridge. He really couldn't catch up with the teleportation talisman, after all, it was an escape treasure made by an Earth Immortal.

However, Wen Dao was in for a "worry about his rear end"—his buttocks were ruptured, blood staining the sky, and his intestines were also torn apart, almost making him "cover the whole city in golden armor."

For him, this was an utter disgrace.

Filled with anger and resentment, he used a teleportation spell to leave.

What happened? In the night sky, many people's heads were buzzing. Even those who were not on the battlefield, or even those who were far away, were still shaken to the point of losing consciousness.

"I think I saw Wendao injured, it was indecent... go away."

This was an incredibly domineering and terrifying punch, almost suffocating people. Its boundless blood energy and divine power caused saints to flee, and it also nearly made many people faint.

In the distance, the Huang family's higher-ups received a secret report that a Grandmaster was approaching at breakneck speed.

"Who dares to offend the dignity of my Huang clan?"

In the nearby area, the experts from Star Mountain had also heard the news. Upon learning that their grandmaster, who had gone to help them, had died in battle, many of them turned grim.

"Disdain for my Star Mountain?" It wasn't that they were arrogant; after all, in a sense, the various ancient mountains in the sky were the highest lineages under the Jade Capital.

Without Yujing's intervention, no matter how powerful the forces are, they cannot surpass them.

"Has the war beast awakened?"

"Hmm, my consciousness has temporarily returned to normal."

"If it weren't for the problem with his training, he would definitely have had the opportunity to enter the capital."

……

Under the sky, Qin Ming stood still, and wherever his gaze fell, all the people and forces lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

He gently pressed his right hand towards the distant sky, and a large, glowing palm print appeared, covering the Huang family experts who had been talking secretly with Wei Shouzhen earlier.

In that area, blood and bone exploded and then turned to ashes. Pure Yang light appeared and then dissipated. The old men didn't even have time to utter a sound before they met their calamity.

Under the night sky, Qin Ming stood alone and peerless, surveying all directions, and said, "Disperse!" These two words alone carried immense power, and all the forces wished they could teleport away and disappear from this place immediately.

(End of this chapter)