Night Without End

Chapter 1626: Chapter 648: Sun and Moon Ascending the Sky (Part 2)

In the rear, a group of youthful elites from the Night Ruins stood united against a common enemy. They had been silently and hostilely watching the front, but now they all started speaking out.

"Who can go up there and cut him down?"

"In a different place, I could kill him."

They were quite helpless; here one needs to comprehend the Scripture to gain an advantage on the stone steps, but so far no one could surpass that madman.

The youthful elites at Night Ruins unanimously believe that this person had acquired a relatively complete Chapter, hence he could roam here as if in a place devoid of people.

On the other hand, in the camp where Qin Ming resided, everyone felt relieved.

Taiyi spoke up: "Although Sixth Brother is rather... spirited, he doesn’t flaunt to this extent. I observe that he genuinely seems to be comprehending the Scripture Meaning."

Meng Zhiyu nodded and said, "It should be so."

The group listened intently, and they all felt something.

Zhou Tian, in high spirits, shouted to the opposite side, "It doesn’t matter if retreating out; wasn’t a path opened here for you? You can continue forward."

None of the youthful elites from Night Ruins paid attention to him, as it was tacitly accepted that this round of the Enlightenment Path challenge had ended in failure.

Anyone who chose that path might as well still be targeted by that madman.

Qin Ming arrived at the foot of the mountain and began climbing again.

"I really want to meet him," said Tao Mushroom. The large mushroom had golden eyes all over its body, opening and closing like numerous golden whirlpools rotating.

"You rushed out without first comprehending the introduction to the Yi Ming Scripture, so better not go," someone stopped him.

This time, after Qin Ming reached the summit, he decisively changed routes again and headed toward where the golden robe man was on the stone steps, descending backward.

"He’s coming, he... finally he’s coming." The golden robe man was filled with indignation, yet there was also a sense of powerlessness; every step forward was so arduous.

This so-called summary, the newly emerging Chapter was too complex.

Yet the opponent seemed so effortless and carefree in comparison, which indeed made him feel bitterness and gloom.

All the way, Qin Ming was comprehending the True Scripture backward, without any ripples.

Until he approached the man in the golden robe, listening to his cold voice: "Did you comprehend this Scripture Meaning in advance?"

Qin Ming faced away from him and said, "Is your defeat bitter and unyielding, seeking reasons?"

The man in the golden robe said in a deep voice: "I’ll see how long you can swagger; we will meet again, and by then there will be a chance for a fair fight. Surely, I’ll overpower you."

Qin Ming lightly remarked, "Here, being inferior, why boast? I stand my ground here. Bring your crowd all at once, and see if you can drive me down the stone steps?"

The man in the golden robe’s forehead blazed with light, runes intertwined, manifesting the shadow of a God three feet above his head. At this moment, he truly wished to cut his opponent with one sword.

Qin Ming still faced away, speaking calmly: "I shine like sun and moon across the Void, while you crawl like crickets."

At these words, not only the opponent but even the Six Great Saints’ side stirred.

Mu Shiniang said, "Sixth Brother... with this demeanor, whoever becomes his opponent must erupt with rage."

Wen Lingxi immediately nodded and said, "If roles were reversed, if it were me, I’d fight him with my life."

In the shadow cast by the flag behind them, those old figures all silently clicked their tongues: Are the younger generation so wild and audacious?

As their own people, even they couldn’t quite endure it.

Much less the opponent?

In the Night Ruins camp, a group of youthful elites glared as if their eyes were knives, wishing to cut several pieces of flesh from Qin Ming’s back instantly.

"Alright, see you on the path ahead!"

"Even if defeated here, by the rules, we get forced out three checkpoints, and we can still catch up with you, there will be a battle!"

"Next, we must ask the elders to take action; we move in the real world to quickly catch up with them."

Their mindset was on the verge of exploding, truly intolerable.

Even behind them, the Phoenix Carriage had a snow-white slender hand lift a corner of the bead curtain; a significant figure seemed ready to step down.

However, eventually, the slender hand withdrew, and the carriage returned to tranquility.

Here, only talent mattered; profound Taoist skills were useless.

On the stone steps, the man in the golden robe appeared frosty, fully unleashed his power, as his opponent disregarded the entire group from Night Ruins, truly unruly beyond limits.

Yet, swimming upstream, he was innately at a disadvantage.

No matter how full-strength exerted, he found it impossible to fend off this bully-like man, finally, filled with outrage, forced to leave the Enlightenment Path.

Otherwise, should he persist to force a bitter struggle here, he would suffer significant loss, perhaps even death.

"Fine, I have remembered you, we’ll meet ahead!" he gritted his teeth.

Qin Ming, facing away, waved his hand without speaking. His expression focused, gazing at the Scriptures in the Void, appearing extremely meticulous, beginning again to concentrate on understanding the Path.

On another path, Niu Wuwei and his opponent were still "grinding," masking his somewhat awkward situation.

Until then, seeing Old Six solve the last opponent, he no longer withheld, going all out, materializing the Eight Sceneries Palace Lamp, unleashing the Heaven-Burning Purple Fire.

In an instant, his opponent screamed miserably, with over half of his body vanished, struggling with great difficulty to escape the stone steps.

Both sides observed Niu Wuwei with changed gazes.

"Fifth Brother is indeed formidable; earlier he didn’t exert full strength."

"No wonder he’s a Hidden Disciple of Doushuai Temple with potential as a Taoist Venerable."

His performance received acknowledgment from everyone.

Even the Night Ruins side, a group frowned deeply, recalling the legendary figure—Supreme Elder.

The youth, now charred and his body half-destroyed, said coldly: "A disciple of Doushuai Temple? I remember you!"

Niu Wuwei was indifferent and said, "Whether you remember or not, what does it matter to me? Would I care about you?"

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