Night Without End

Chapter 1598: Chapter 640: Perfect and Smooth

Qin Ming pierced through a fog of the mind, resonating with Meng Zhiyu’s emotions, capturing the fluctuations of her consciousness.

"Found it, is this your secret?" He smiled at the corners of his mouth as he saw scenes, were these Meng Zhiyu’s past?

Hiss!

Suddenly, a slash of Spirit Sword Light erupted, earth-shattering, omnipresent, shattering all consciousness, extremely splendid, illuminating the Spiritual Domain.

Qin Ming’s hair stood on end, was this the opponent’s psychic trap?

This sword did not slash the body, ignoring space, directly manifesting in the opponent’s spiritual field.

Qin Ming clearly felt the other’s thoughts, how could such a heart sword suddenly slash out?

There was no time for him to think deeply, at the critical moment, his Pure Yang Consciousness merged with the Heavenly Light, supremely strong, autonomously resisting that Spirit Sword Light.

Moreover, Qin Ming donned armor with determination, golden silk spread all over his body, and the Jade Armor clanged and rattled.

His Pure Yang Consciousness formed into human form, adorned in the Golden Silk Jade Robe, his whole body shimmering and glowing.

Whether his body or spirit, both could operate this skill.

At this moment, countless golden threads shot out, entangling the brilliant Spirit Sword Light, fixing it in place, unable to slash down.

"That’s just a layer of psychic fog!"

Qin Ming understood what was happening, the Dream Insect Clan excelled at manipulating the Power of the mind.

This was a layer of false consciousness illusion outside Meng Zhiyu’s core spiritual field, a pre-arranged mental defense domain.

Truly worthy of a clan capable of Borrowing Body Enlightenment, steering human thoughts, indeed possessing peerless methods in the world.

Qin Ming’s resonance method rarely failed, yet today he stepped right into the rhythm led by the opponent.

If he weren’t strong enough, that brilliant Spirit Sword Light would surely invade the deepest part of his consciousness, and who knows what might ensue then.

As for now, he blocked it, dense golden threads wrapped around the resplendent heart sword, as if imbued with the power of time, stripping it of its Spirit Essence.

The heart sword was dimming, then spotted with rust, then decayed, extinguishing in an instant.

It turned into psychic dust, blown out of Qin Ming’s spiritual field.

Not far away, Meng Zhiyu’s expression was solemn, the opponent had actually invaded her consciousness, triggering the pre-set Spirit Slash, and yet Zheng Guang blocked that sword.

Does he intend to contend with her in the domain she excels at?

At this moment, a bunch of peach blossoms adorned Qin Ming’s ear, one in his mouth, and he held another in his hand, with dewy petals dripping with crystal-clear droplets.

Such flamboyance, full of charm, even he himself found it hard to bear, let alone the original Meng Zhiyu?

"Ugh!" Meng Zhiyu dry-heaved, somewhat regretting the body exchange.

However, to gain something, one must pay a price.

She calmed her heart, a brief discomfort could bring immense benefits, very worthwhile.

Qin Ming tilted his head to look at her; could the head of the Six Great Saints endure this? At this moment, there was no intention of triggering spiritual consciousness to quickly switch the body back, seemingly with a significant motive.

Outside the arena, Ji Xingran and Bai Zilan awoke as if from a dream; just seeing that terrible Spirit Sword Light, they almost completely Lost.

Is this a Great Saint? Just the aftershocks of battle nearly entrapped them.

Zhou Tian, Niu Wuwei, and others rubbed their faces vigorously, feeling like they had lost a layer of standing hair.

"Sixth brother... is quite ruthless," Mu Shiniang lamented, known for being suave and dashing, yet couldn’t achieve this if disguised as a woman.

Zhou Tian spoke: "Can’t really compare, this is a mandatory quality for an evil path cultivator, as long as his mindset is stable, the awkwardness is for others."

Taiyi commented: "In a sense, this is a powerful Power of Spirit, comparable to the spiritual domain honed by our eldest sister."

Niu Wuwei was more straightforward, saying: "Sixth brother has thick skin, can ward off spirit attacks."

Qin Ming gave a gentle shake, the branch of peach flowers in his hand shattered, transforming into a hazy sword light slashing towards the opponent, petals filled the sky, sparkling in their translucence.

He stepped elegantly, swiftly piercing through the rain of flowers, tailing the sword light, closing in on the opponent.

Amid the clanging of swords, in intense bursts of fist light, the two entangled like bolts of lightning, rapidly teleporting, each showcasing various Miao Techniques before suddenly separating again.

During this period, Qin Ming incessantly resonated with the opponent’s emotions.

Finally, he confirmed it was Meng Zhiyu’s Double Dream Realm, where no true heart could be seen, all perceived was illusion.

After the resonance failed, Qin Ming decided not to probe the truth on-site but to focus on battle.

Mu Shiniang praised: "Sixth brother has transformed into an icy beauty again, with the right demeanor, effortlessly switching, truly astonishing spiritual cultivation."

Qin Ming neither rejoiced nor worried, his mind clear, ready to give it his all, aiming to conclude the battle quickly.

In this state, he increasingly exuded immortal energy.

At this moment, Meng Zhiyu’s body was graceful and elegant, her long hair like a waterfall, her beautiful eyes resembling a Spirit Lake under the moon, stepping with lotus-like strides, swaying with poise, truly unparalleled, her beauty reigning supreme over all.

On the opposite side, Meng Zhiyu, possessing Qin Ming’s body, showed a faint smile, saying: "Sixth brother, if you surrender now, it’s still not too late, otherwise I’ll have to employ real techniques."

Qin Ming was taken aback, he wasn’t losing, so why the conciliatory tone from the opponent?

In an instant, he realized, Meng Zhiyu hoped he would fully wield his family’s Miao Techniques, attempting a different kind of "Borrowing Body Enlightenment."

Qin Ming suspected this exquisite form indeed had issues, with possibly unrecognized blood and flesh arrays that could record his route of practice.

"If you want it, take it!" he chuckled to himself.

However, without any recompense in return, how can it be fair? He also aimed to steal the other’s Miao Techniques.

His body was not so easily possessed.

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