Night Without End

Chapter 1622: Chapter 647: Villainous Style Is Contagious

Meng Zhiyu, Taiyi, and Mu Shiniang all looked at Zhou Tian, wondering what had happened between Old Four and Sixth Brother to elicit such profound "comprehension".

Wen Lingxi showed a surprised expression, thinking: Which side are you on? You’re calling your own people the villains.

However, from the bottom of her heart, she also felt that Zheng Guang was not a virtuous person. He had taken advantage of her at first meeting, colluding with her father and becoming brothers.

On the stone step road, a young strongman from the Night Ruins, his eyes dense with countless golden needles seemingly flying out, stared at the Human Clan male.

Qin Ming glanced at him and said, "Do you still need to ponder deeply over the scripture here?"

The stone step road under their feet was extremely difficult to traverse. To move forward, one must comprehend the scripture on those three pages to make progress.

At this moment, Qin Ming was gracefully walking as if on a leisurely stroll.

"You... shouldn’t be like this." The young expert from the Night Ruins felt a great wave rising in his Heart Lake.

He wore a black robe embroidered with nine rounds of Fierce Sun, his face’s compound eyes emitting endless golden spiked beams, unable to accept this result.

A Great Power above the Eighteen Layers of Heaven from Night Ruins had personally deduced fragments of the text for them to aid their enlightenment. They should have been walking faster than others.

He used his advantages to take ten steps but then encountered an undetected cultivation route diagram in the complete text and was blocked, unable to advance.

Yet the other party was leisurely, showing no intention of stopping.

Qin Ming looked surprised and said, "Really? You’re so serious and can’t figure it out?"

The nine rounds of Fierce Sun on the black-robed youth glittered, beams of golden needles emanating from his eyes. Was the other side mocking him, truly underestimating him?

Qin Ming showed a contemplative look, saying, "Just three pages of scripture, is there really someone who can’t figure it out?"

The people from Night Ruins all darkened their expressions.

Is this guy taunting right in their faces? And yet he seemed completely serious, as though failing to rapidly grasp the three pages of scripture was indeed foolish.

For a moment, the people from Night Ruins were all temporarily silent, pondering if perhaps the comprehension of these three pages of scripture was not that difficult?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Someone shook their head, for if it were simple, there would have been no need for the Great Power to deduce it personally.

In fact, even those from the Six Great Saints Alliance were fooled by Qin Ming, wondering if these three pages of scripture... were really that simple? Old Six was so at ease.

Moreover, when he spoke those words, he looked very earnest.

Yet, when a group of people used Divine Pupils and Immortal Eyes to peer into parts of the True Scripture and attempted to comprehend them, they all found it... very challenging!

"Damn, this villain, he really fooled us!" Wen Lingxi completely accepted Zhou Tian’s words. This guy’s manner was offensive even to his own people.

On another Enlightenment Path, Niu Wuwei muttered: Taoist Venerable above, Old Six... are you serious?

He truly felt that he too had been offended.

Others felt similarly, feeling ashamed.

Imagine how the direct adversary felt, suffering such a blow.

The black-robed man’s confidence in his comprehension was shaken, his self-assurance seriously disrupted.

Qin Ming comforted him, saying, "Your talent is a bit poor, you can’t force it. Since your aptitude is dull, you can only take the path of arduous cultivation in the future, diligence compensates for clumsiness."

Seeing the other party’s earnest and kind look, the black-robed man wanted to spit filth in this person’s face.

Who was he? A peerless genius, otherwise how could he have the chance to join the ten-person group stepping into the Illusory Ancient Road? Yet now he was being... pitied.

The other’s hesitating expression indeed made him feel pierced in the heart.

The black-robed man’s eyes erupted with golden flames; he knew the other was deliberately lashing his Tao Heart, without overt mockery or ridicule, yet achieved the goal in a casual manner.

He raised his hand to press forward, since... his enlightenment slightly fell short, he would reason with the other using fists and kicks.

Suddenly, his palm turned as black as ink, like an abyss, covering over, to swallow the opponent together with the Divine Soul.

The black-robed man said, "In front of me, you act all impressive, who do you think you are?"

Qin Ming’s face remained calm, with a casual palm, released Chaos Force, it instantly resembled a Fierce Sun shining bright, dispelling the abyss’s darkness.

Now his identity was partially exposed, no longer needing to deliberately conceal, to guard against Taiyi.

Therefore, when he struck, it was with All Laws resonance, seen as a heaven-reaching technique by those on the same level.

Blinding Heavenly Light exploded, shaking the opponent’s black hand until it was bloody.

Since deciding to make a move here, concerning his side’s camp’s success or failure, there was naturally no need for any reservation, seemingly simple and plain attacks, yet containing their top-level Miao Technique.

In an instant, the area was filled with fists of light, palm shadows flying, Fierce Sun and darkness mutually devouring, sword light twisting the Void, rushing towards the skies, shattering the overcast clouds.

The instant high-speed engagement was no less than a top-level battle.

In close combat, the two did not know how many times they clashed.

The black-robed man coughed up blood, body flying backward, even with red blood flowing from his eyes and ears.

His right hand, flesh all detached, and so was the forearm, severely fractured.

One can imagine how intense the collision was.

From the Night Ruins side, everyone’s pupils shrank, was their camp suffering a severe loss?

The black-robed man resorted to Miao Technique to heal wounds.

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "You want to reason with me using fists and kicks? No good, huh. I told you, your talent’s poor, but you insist on coming here to make up the numbers and trying to act like a master, why bother?"

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