Night Without End

Chapter 1559: Chapter 630: Standing Alone to Suppress All Directions (Part 2)

Sure enough, after the turmoil, the members of the Blood Profound City Organization became much more restrained and low-key.

The subsequent exchanges were truly discussions on scriptures and Taoism, understanding one another. Even if someone engaged in sparring, it was within a controllable range.

Nearby, the lake rippled with golden radiance, and the strange lotus swayed with a seven-colored spirit light, wafting waves of fragrance.

The atmosphere at the exchange meeting was much more harmonious.

There was no choice; the four fierce men acted too fiercely earlier, intimidating the whole venue. Even a Great Grandmaster was blasted on the spot. How could others dare to act rashly?

Qin Ming sat quietly on the grass where immortal fog flowed, in front of him, a jade table with delicacies and fruits. He was savoring fine wine.

Naturally, he didn’t need to personally step in. After showcasing some skills, the participants on the opposite side already regarded him as the "Guardian" on behalf of Doushuai Temple.

Niu Wuwei frowned and said, "The rumored ’Blood Taoist Venerable’ with boundless potential didn’t come."

As a hidden disciple, he came here in hopes of meeting that person.

The ordinary-looking young man, Li Youde, put down his wine cup and said, "This is a bad signal."

Zhou Tian nodded and said, "The opposing organization values the ’Blood Taoist Venerable’ very highly and is afraid something might happen to him here."

Niu Wuwei’s face was full of solemnity and said, "Why are they worried? Because they don’t trust Doushuai Temple, they themselves harbor hostility towards us."

Li Youde spoke, "This battle will likely be unavoidable."

The issues that even they could see clearly must have been realized long ago by the higher-ups.

Moreover, the people from this organization wanted to indirectly probe Qin Ming right from the start, which was to test and understand the reality of Doushuai Temple.

No need for much thought, in the past twenty-plus days, messengers kept going to and fro, and the old generations’ investigations into each other were almost complete.

Li Youde sighed and said, "That must be Lord Xuan Du. The branch of Doushuai Temple he established, why does he view us as enemies? Is this going to be internal strife?"

Qin Ming said, "In my homeland, there is a rule, even if someone is the ancestor master of a religion, once he leaves his homeland for more than several dozen to a hundred years, he is considered an outsider."

He was speaking frankly, revealing a cruel truth.

Many from Ye State had left, and if they returned after many years, even if they were once students and teachers, they must be cautious of each other.

This is an experience summarized by predecessors with blood and tears, and it has become an iron rule that must be observed.

Li Youde nodded and said, "There is reason in that, but why has it come to this? If the original Lord Xuan Du came back, wouldn’t everything in Doushuai Temple be his?"

Niu Wuwei said, "That is even more frightening."

Zhou Tian spoke, "It can be seen that regardless of the origins of Blood Profound City, whether it is the ancient one, he is very fearful of this place and does not dare to set foot easily."

Li Qingyue returned to her seat after communicating with the people on the opposite side, sitting not far from Qin Ming, and said, "Perhaps he has his difficulties and doesn’t want to bring trouble back."

The hidden disciple, Niu Wuwei, sighed, "He was lost in ancient times, yet now he can stir up the world’s turmoil. This world is really not peaceful and too dangerous."

Qin Ming, feeling it, nodded in agreement.

He had a deep understanding of similar ancients; he had three on him!

Of course, only one was currently alive.

However, the resurrection methods on both sides are different.

Immortal remnants are mostly related to the blood calamity, with original experimental bodies having been "transformed."

The chairman was buried in the Creation Land, using a special cultivation technique to accumulate, waiting for the body to come back to life.

Qin Ming pondered silently, to avoid death and return from rebirth, the ancients indeed used various means, paving multiple paths.

He naturally thought of the scene of the Ten Thousand Dragons Tomb.

That ancient person was also very mysterious. Even after death, he could wander around the Yewu World, absorbing various divine materials, waiting for resurrection one day, to achieve eternal life.

Qin Ming looked up at the sky, the night was hazy.

"This boundless Yewu World is truly mysterious, not only without borders and difficult to explore to its limit, but even the past and present are entangled, and the dead do not permanently disappear and might reappear in the world."

In this sense, it’s not just the people of this era competing, but those who amazed an era, the strongest ancients, are also involved in today’s matters.

The Blood Profound City organization has not brought many Grandmaster-level Saints, only three, and since the white-clothed man was seriously injured upfront, the sparring quickly ended.

Qin Ming looked toward the opposite side and felt a rather strong malice, which could be captured with slight resonance.

"There is another... Saint, who harbors such hostility towards me. Why not come forward?" He waved at that person.

He was astonished and instantly understood the situation. This person was not a member of Blood Profound City but came from the organization they hunted last time.

That time, Doushuai Temple’s 2,000 men besieged 500 immortal remnants. Although they were all annihilated, they themselves lost some saints, which shows how fierce that organization was.

Qin Ming stretched out his hand, and the Saint involuntarily staggered, breaking away from the crowd.

"I didn’t ask to spar with you; why did you strike at me?" he asked in a deep voice.

Qin Ming watched him and said, "What is your identity, what is my Taoist practice, is it appropriate for you to use the word sparring?"

Zhou Tian calmly drank, really adapting to his kind of villainous speech.

As a hidden disciple of Doushuai Temple, Niu Wuwei always wore a stern bull face, but actually had a very calm mind, just now... his heart lake rippled slightly.

Zhou Tian glanced at him and said, "Hmm, you’ll get used to it gradually."

Niu Wuwei nodded and said, "I’m already somewhat... immune."

The young Grandmaster spoke, "Friend, aren’t you being excessive? I didn’t cause trouble, I haven’t even spoken a word, I don’t intend to spar with you at all."

He couldn’t control himself, under the almost distortion-like power radiating from Qin Ming’s five fingers piercing the void, he broke away from the crowd and came to the empty space ahead.

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