Night Without End

Chapter 1655: Chapter 657: A Body Full of Treasures

Qin Ming wore a smile and behaved politely.

This gentleness, in Hong Dao’s eyes, seemed like the mockery of a victor.

He wished he could strip this person of flesh and bone, burn his Life Soul, and use it as a Bright Lamp in his cave mansion, refining it for five hundred years to dissipate the resentful energy in his heart.

Qin Ming casually asked, "Taoist, your aggressiveness is quite intense, could it be you’re a Demon Cultivator?"

Now he was in the body of the Insect Emperor, the evil aura emanating from his bones, paired with his current composure and restraint, felt like a nonchalant overlook.

Hong Dao’s eyes were ashen, looking up at the sky with a sense of despair, he said, "Fate is unfavorable, the victor becomes the king and the defeated the bandit. Why is the vast heavens so biased against me?"

He paid a heavy price to reach this shore, was it all just to be mocked?

Qin Ming had no sympathy for him. This person was utterly vicious, using any means necessary to descend here.

Originally, Hong Dao intended to burn the soul of the contracted individual, pry open the door within them, treating Qin Ming merely as paving material, even more ruthless than the so-called Demon Cultivator.

Therefore, while Qin Ming did not show him any compassion, he did offer sharp criticism, earnestly commenting: "Your speed is quite fast, the gate is quite good, but somewhat life-consuming."

Qin Ming acted directly, disappearing from his original spot, taking advantage of this person’s dim Divine Soul, aiming to capture him and understand the true situation across the shore.

"This is..." Qin Ming’s pupils contracted, as the Chaos Force failed.

Hong Dao, after traversing endless darkness to arrive, was now covered by the embroidery of the Void, Qin Ming’s large hand glided aside, barred from entering.

The mysterious ritual was still ongoing, protecting the faraway descender.

Hong Dao’s previously dim eyes, upon seeing this scene, suddenly burst with amazing radiance.

"Merely a Grandmaster, truly a novice. What have I experienced... one moment in paradise, another in hell, thinking I was at the brink of despair, it turns out I frightened myself."

His eyes were filled with a desire for life, and he saw hope.

Indeed, his Soul Light was about to burn out, but if the other was merely a Fifth Realm being, then he still had a chance to survive.

Earlier, as one monument after another emitted light, both parties signed a contract, and although the beings across the shore were aware, they couldn’t fully comprehend the state of the sacrificer here.

Hong Dao felt elated, heaven hasn’t abandoned him, giving him a sliver of hope.

"No, my state is still too poor, flee if possible, if not, use the inherent rules of the Illusory Ancient Road for a final showdown."

In an instant, Hong Dao thought of various ways to respond.

He even saw the possibility of victory.

Behind him, there was a faint light beam.

That was his decayed body, following the trajectory of the door and pursuing down.

To be precise, it was his exhausted body, pouring everything out and releasing the Secret Treasure within the door, constructing this path.

Now, having condensed the remaining echoes of the door after nearly complete destruction, his body also arrived at the shore.

With a loud bang, the charred body shattered at the moment of entry.

Yet those fragments still merged with Hong Dao’s Soul Light.

"It’s truly the soul flying ahead, the body chasing behind," Qin Ming remarked.

He spoke lightly, yet his Spirit was highly tense. Facing such an old monster, even if the opponent was on the brink of exhaustion, stringent vigilance was paramount.

Hong Dao, uniting form and spirit despite his vast age, felt an impulse to cry.

Was this still his Daoist Body? Dark and fractured into six pieces, temporarily pieced together.

His Immortal Bone and Tao Rhythm were utterly scattered, most of the naturally grown Immortal Seal had extinguished, riddled with countless cracks, while his flesh and organs had almost turned black mush.

The door within him, pried open completely, left the Secret Treasure entirely gone, inside was pitch-black, leaks everywhere; what remained of his life’s accumulation?

Despite knowing he’d end up miserable, Hong Dao couldn’t suppress a low growl of anguish, like a wounded old beast roaring.

He couldn’t endure such a blow, his peerless Tao Fruit crumbled in an instant.

"I hate it, I was born exceptional, how did I end up in such a state?" He found it hard to accept reality.

Looking at Qin Ming with burning hatred, originally, it should have been the latter to end as a sacrifice, desolate and bleak—yet the one who paid everything turned out to be himself.

Qin Ming said, "Taoist, why are you angry? For those cultivating, the heart is key, one should possess the resolute will that remains unperturbed even if Feixian Mountain were to crumble before their eyes, unaffected by externals."

In the past, even amidst earthly catastrophes, Hong Dao could remain calm, but now it’s different; it’s him who crumbled, he only wished to repeat one word: "Scram, scram, scram..."

Qin Ming consoled, "Taoist, are you frantic? You should stabilize your mindset."

After Hong Dao’s body and Soul Light merged, the embroidery covering his form here began to extinguish.

Qin Ming was always prepared to strike, while keeping the conversation going. "Taoist, there’s an old saying, when one is near death, the words are kind. Do you have any kind words for me?"

Hong Dao’s eyes were icy cold, reaching out his darkened right hand, truly wishing to grab and kill him, but before taking any action, two fingers fell off first.

He didn’t give up, reconnecting them.

In the distance, upon the towering Cliff, those still could observe across the shore.

"Brother Hong, hold on, using the rules of the Illusory Ancient Road, you could reverse the situation!"

"Who are you? Cultivating for years, overlooking all mountains, how could you be defeated in the Land of Fate Change, wouldn’t that be a joke."

The mystical ritual’s echo kept the unexplainable connection between the two lands unbroken.

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