Night Without End

Chapter 1466: Chapter 605: The Great Pioneer (Part 2)

The Chairman said, "From ancient times to the present, many Supreme Martial Halls have flourished and then faded, Gods and Buddhas have changed, and no one has been able to dwell in the world eternally. Even those who were extremely glorious ultimately vanish in the torrent of history."

Qin Ming understood. Feeling a sense of insight, she discovered an anomaly and wanted to see if ancient great figures like her rested underground, eager to explore the truth.

He looked serious and said, "Could it be that there really is an Immortal Tomb here?"

The Chairman shook her head and said, "It’s uncertain."

She added, "Ancient grand tombs, less than one in ten survive, very difficult to preserve."

If there were ancient strongest figures here, the Chairman would very much like to see who is buried in the tomb, how far he or she had gone?

The ultimate splendid individuals from different eras, gazing at each other remotely, even if one had only a relic left, the other could still comprehend its depth.

"Let’s Divine Travel and have a look underground." As expected, the Chairman was more concerned than Qin Ming.

Qin Ming said, "Take it easy, you’re no longer the person you were, you can’t even get past me. If you rashly approach an immortal tomb, you will surely die."

He wasn’t joking; places like that would inevitably have unparalleled Great Arrays guarding them.

The Chairman glanced back at him, smiled slightly, her voice magnetic, "Master, let’s spar again when we have time."

Qin Ming chuckled lightly, "Last time you lost to me, you called me Master. If you lose again next time, what then?"

The Chairman didn’t respond, but instead summoned the golden silk parasol, asking her to protect their bodies.

"Little Huang, you’ve gotten quite friendly with her?" Qin Ming asked quietly, wondering if there really was a risk of "the person flies away and the umbrella runs off"?

"Just okay." The golden silk parasol responded modestly.

Without another word, Qin Ming locked it deep in a piece of broken cloth and then also stored his and the Chairman’s bodies inside.

"Let’s go." He and the Chairman dove toward the ground, sinking to the deepest layers of the soil.

The Chairman said, "Go ahead and use your Chaos Force, and evoke other mysterious attributes too."

She knew that the Silk Scripture contained not only attributes of immortality but also devouring attributes, all prepared as supreme techniques for dying and reviving.

Therefore, using this Scripture to explore an Immortal Tomb is most appropriate.

The Chairman also activated the "Ten Thousand Acupoints Enlightenment Technique," and even in the state of Divine Travel, her Pure Yang Consciousness revealed many Divine Acupoints, suddenly becoming splendid.

Qin Ming resonated with her, and together, they sensed some anomalies.

The Chairman said, "The underground seems depleted, deathly silent, yet there are faint traces of Divine Material lingering, silently yet actively drifting toward us. It’s peculiar, likely originating from afar."

If it weren’t for the unique Cultivation Techniques they practiced, they wouldn’t have been able to detect these at all.

Qin Ming said, "This... if I were to switch careers, I could still thrive."

The Chairman said, "Do you think that those mysterious large organizations, like Wangsheng yong, rely on what to find ancient strongest figures? They must also possess special Cultivation Techniques related to the Longevity Domain."

Qin Ming nodded, it wasn’t hard to grasp.

It could be said, after ancient strongest figures buried themselves lavishly, their greatest adversaries became the organizations researching immortality in later generations. Both sides wanted to live long, stepping into the same Domain but destined to be enemies.

In fact, even the leaders of those mysterious large organizations, once they passed away, couldn’t escape this quirky cycle.

Qin Ming said, "Looking at it this way, some people from Supreme Organizations, once they get ruthless, might even dig up their ancestors, even their founding forebears, it’s really chaotic."

The Chairman noticed an anomaly, "The underground situation is off. The Divine Material shifts once every historical period."

Qin Ming asked, "Could it be that the grand tomb is migrating?"

After he said this, even he was stunned, if so, then the issue was serious.

How could a tomb move? Even an Immortal Tomb wouldn’t be able to do that.

The Chairman was somewhat looking forward to it, wanting to meet historical figures, even if it was just a glance across time and space.

In essence, she wanted to converse with such individuals.

Tracing back eight thousand years, who can truly be immortal?

The Chairman knew, although the Yewu World was vast and boundless, no creature should be able to achieve this.

Not long after, the clues abruptly disappeared, the Divine Material beneficial for the body underground had entirely dissipated, and could no longer be traced.

Qin Ming and the Chairman searched in myriad ways, thoroughly investigating, but found nothing, unable to locate anything else.

"What a pity, I’ve forgotten too many things, otherwise I should have been able to find it." The Chairman was helpless.

She confirmed, even if there were an Immortal Tomb, it had long since migrated away.

She couldn’t recall more methods, unable to lock on and track it.

The Chairman suspected that this barren and hostile land was not originally like this, suspecting that the orderly mountains and rivers had been reshaped.

Ultimately, she shook her head and went off to trace her past, wanting to remember more things.

Qin Ming said, "Don’t worry, leave it to me. If this path doesn’t work, then we’ll seek another path."

Qian Cheng had mentioned that a group of people was roaming the nearby Earth Realm, perhaps they had already discovered something.

Qin Ming headed towards Bodhisattva’s Martial Hall, planning to inquire about the situation from the local natives.

On the way, he said, "Senior Lu, I have to wait in this Earth Realm for Xiang Yiwu and Xiao Wu to break free, while exploring nearby, unsure when I’ll be able to leave. Why don’t you return to the Supreme Martial hall and take the Scarlet Divine Nectar and radiant ascension rain to Qing Yue."

The Furnace of Eight Trigrams traveled with Qin Ming primarily due to convenience, wanting to head to Doushuai Temple, destined to traverse this Earth Realm.

"Mingzi, your path now is rather wild; you’ve become one of the future Five Great Saints of the Demon Clan, and now you’re eyeing the Immortal Tomb, proceed cautiously!" The Old Furnace advised, feeling somewhat uneasy about him.

It decided to stay a few more days, accompanying Qin Ming to explore this Earth Realm.

Qin Ming nodded upon hearing this, "That’s fine too, in case I unearth something, you can just take it as a local specialty for Qing Yue."

In Bodhisattva’s Martial Hall, Buddha Son Miaodi, Buddhist nun Miaoyin, and others were still there, observing the Black Lotus, pondering the True Meaning of Reincarnation.

Six Dharma Guardian Vajras were also sitting in meditation, not leaving.

Just as Qin Ming began to speak, organizing his words, the Six Tusked White Elephant approached voluntarily.

It was very enthusiastic, "Great Saint, do you want to know the local movements? Ask me."

A moment later, the Six Tusked White Elephant carried Qin Ming away.

In the end, its body shrank, ears enlarged, flapping like wings, bearing Qin Ming far into the sky, capable of real flight.

Even Qin Ming and the Chairman could only ride the wind briefly before having to land, needing to push off again.

This white elephant, truly a creature from a noble family of traditional mounts, its big ears flapping, made its flying speed extremely fast.

Qin Ming felt some emotion, recalling when he first heard of the Six Tusked White Elephant and knew how terrifyingly powerful such creatures were, and in legends, it was a Divine mount.

Now, he himself could sit on such a creature’s back.

In the span of a few years, he had reached this height.

Once the Six Tusked White Elephant knew what he was inquiring about, it swung its trunk and said, "Great Saint, had you told me earlier, I know there’s a group of ’Earth Immortals’ roaming in the nearby realm."

True to its position as the local Great Demon King, its information was very well-informed.

The so-called "Earth Immortals" were not much different from the great historical researchers Qin Ming mentioned.

"Explain in detail!"

The Six Tusked White Elephant said, "If it’s the highest level of Earth Immortals, if they operate underground, they must be in pursuit of immortality. I think this group has an extraordinary aura, fairly high level. They arrived half a month ago and have been recruiting nearby, requiring at least Fourth Realm experts to join, offering extremely high treatment."

Qin Ming asked, "Why didn’t you go?"

The Six Tusked White Elephant immediately shook its head, "Those are Earth Immortals, constantly walking in the Underworld. That kind of wealth is easy to take but might not have a life to spend it. I’m worried I won’t come out at the end."

The reason why that group of Earth Immortals kept recruiting was that not many people dared to join.

Except for some old monsters, high level Abnormalities with few years left, willing to make one last stand.

It’s not that the Earth Immortals would seize their wealth and murder them, but mainly because the Underworld they are exploring is too dangerous.

"What are the strength levels of those people?" Qin Ming asked.

The Six Tusked White Elephant informed him, "The leader should be a Grandmaster Realm."

"You’d better not go, wait for me from afar." Qin Ming didn’t want to drag this enthusiastic white elephant into it.

Before parting, Qin Ming imparted it a Body Refining Scripture.

The white elephant, reluctant to part, flapped its big ears and went far away, repeatedly looking back, "Great Saint, I’ll wait nearby for your return!"

Eventually, Qin Ming joined the group of Earth Immortals.

A leader spoke, "Finally, another team is assembled. Welcome to all of you, tonight we’ll host a feast, no one leaves until drunk, and hope that tomorrow we can dig up a Heavenly Immortal Medicine!"

In the desolate realm, with clinking glasses and chaotic scenes, creatures of all shapes and kinds were present. It was a true dance of demons.

Qin Ming noticed an old dog sitting at the same table with him, a man and a dog stared at each other, big eyes glaring at small eyes.

Qin Ming: "What the f***!" A great historical researcher, a pioneer exploring glorious ancient civilizations, actually... ended up sitting at a table with a dog.

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