Night Without End

Chapter 1661: Chapter 659: Within the Insect Emperor Gate

The grand "door" filled with white mist seemed even more magnificent and towering.

Qi Ze, the Ancestor Master of Hong Dao, couldn’t help but step back.

He had only used sixty percent of his mana, how could it have caused the door to reveal a gap?

Something was not right, it shouldn’t be this easy!

Under normal circumstances, he would have to exhaust all his efforts to possibly open this door.

Immediately, Qi Ze’s pupils contracted, the door before him transformed on its own, cloud patterns emerged, stars densely covered it, becoming more solemn and mysterious.

"How could this be?" Qi Ze stepped back several times in a row, feeling immense pressure.

He didn’t believe a young person could have such a "door", with so many imprints like Strange Insect, Taiyin, and Fire Wheel, all very lifelike.

This was definitely not a good omen!

According to legends, only the doors of ancient strongest would have these kinds of adornments.

The engravings weren’t man-made, but rather the door’s natural evolution. Perhaps one could say, as one’s Taoist power increased, the door would undergo corresponding changes.

The magnificent main body of the door was a pale gold color, surrounded by clouds and mist, becoming more majestic.

Standing before the door, Qi Ze felt himself shrinking, even appearing somewhat insignificant.

Someone from the Fifth Realm could not possibly possess such a door.

Qi Ze’s heart raced with unease, a chill ran through his body.

He was frightened, how did he encounter such an incident?

"Who’s lodging inside?" Qi Ze confirmed, this was not a door that should belong to a young man.

He carefully observed, the towering door became even more ancient and simple, and it was even stained with patches of blood.

It should have been like this, only now revealing its full appearance.

Looking at the gap, Qi Ze felt a strong sense of unease, a bitter taste in his mouth, how did he end up personally experiencing such a bizarre incident?

He realized, this might be an ancient person’s resurgence after death.

Legends had become reality, and he had stumbled upon it.

Qi Ze wanted to bow and apologize earnestly: Sorry for disturbing you, old senior.

But at the moment, he didn’t dare to speak, after the door revealed a gap, everything behind it was extremely quiet.

"Hmm?" Qi Ze wondered, how could there be no sound behind the door?

Could it be that this strongest had run into trouble?

Moments later, Qi Ze’s eyes gleamed sharply, he thought of the corresponding legend.

"Could he be at his most vulnerable nadir? Although his body has come back to life, nourishing a consciousness spiritual light, the secret treasure behind the door has not yet experienced a resurgence."

Qi Ze’s divine soul shook violently, and this guess struck him directly.

His entire body suddenly felt hot, the anxiety in his heart stirred, unable to hold back, wanting to rush in and see.

At this point, having pried open a gap in the door, there really was no other choice.

If the strongest had already resurged, how could he possibly be allowed to leave?

If the ancient person was still in a state of extinction, this might be his last opportunity to prolong his life!

Qi Ze felt there was no way out for him, instead of waiting outside, he should take the initiative and rush in.

After all, he had once been a peerless strongman of the Eighth Realm, overlooking the multitudes, living a most glorious life. Even if there was indeed a crisis, and he would die a tragic death in the end, he should be a bit fiercer.

Therefore, Qi Ze resolutely pried the giant door further open, and then directly walked in.

Outside, Qin Ming, through resonance, controlled the body of the Insect Emperor, yet he could only have a vague sense of the secret treasure’s location within.

He couldn’t fully glimpse its secrets.

In fact, if not for Qi Ze, he wouldn’t have even found that door.

"That old guy seemed quite fearful, but in the end, he braved it all, burning his boats, intending to rush into the world behind the Insect Emperor’s door."

Qin Ming had a feeling, like the wind blowing the Yi River cold, the old monster would never return.

Soon, his expression grew serious.

If you count it carefully, his own situation wasn’t great either. If the Insect Emperor was still alive, would he settle accounts with him later?

"It shouldn’t be, right?" Qin Ming told himself he hadn’t shortchanged Little Worm or the Two Puppets.

Just a short while ago, he even led three ancient people to bathe in hot springs, drink medicinal tea, without the slightest stinginess.

There are few things as "iron" in life, surely including the culture of bathhouses.

"After all, I had those ’iron’ moments with the Insect Emperor too." Even as Qin Ming comforted himself, in reality he was very anxious, that was the Insect Emperor of unparalleled evil aura.

"Hmm, such an old senior, surely wouldn’t hold grudges against me?"

Qin Ming believed it was necessary to ask the Chairman to intervene, have her help mediate.

He might even have to directly resort to the broken cloth, taking advantage of this moment, to store this body away? Not knowing if it could imprison the true Insect Emperor who had already resurged in the world inside the door.

"Chairman..." On the broken cloth, Qin Ming’s consciousness communicated with the Chairman.

"No worries." The Chairman’s response was brief.

What did that mean? Had the Insect Emperor not resurged, and there was no need to worry at present? Or was it that Old Worm had a big heart and wouldn’t mind the past?

The Chairman comforted him, there was no need to be concerned.

Qin Ming secretly inhaled the Night Fog, was it he who had been observing and using the three ancient people all this time, or were the three of them quietly scrutinizing him?

"Oh, Mr. Hong, you haven’t dissipated yet?"

Considering his own safety, Qin Ming hadn’t attended to the "candle flame" before him.

Hong Dao, who should have died and disappeared, stubbornly lingered under the "sunset light", with some residue of consciousness spiritual light, unwilling to depart.

Qi Ze, he was the Master Ancestor he respected the most, who had even lodged inside his body.

Recalling the past, the Master Ancestor was kind and gentle, unbelievably benevolent, personally teaching him "Turbid World Green Lotus", bestowing him a lotus seed, guiding him on the Immortal Road, and in the end...

He confirmed, he had been nourishing the Ancestor, depleting a portion of his own origin for nothing.

When his body enters the decline period of old age, he will certainly find his lifespan shorter than estimated.

Hong Dao sighed, "In this world, who can be trusted?"

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