Night Without End

Chapter 1419 - 593: Unprecedented (Part 2)

Qin Ming said, "It’s good to shut it down."

He felt that the matters researched by the ancient strongest individuals often involved the Immortal Blood Calamity, immortality, and such terrifying forbidden domains, which should not be meddled with or interfered by outsiders.

If a group of "little worms" were found sneaking into the experimentation site and considered offensive, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"One generation after another is pitiful," Qin Ming felt somewhat emotional.

Throughout history, many Supreme Martial halls have been submerged in the river of time, the peerless powerhouses of various eras turned to dust; even the most brilliant among them could not escape the longevity’s Heavenly Chasm, eventually dissipating into the wind.

Even the Insect Emperor of the Strange Insect Alliance, the old leader of the Wangsheng yong Organization, cannot obtain this pursuit and are still deeply entangled within it.

Bai Meng said, "Brother Ming, let’s have a drink later. We will soon return to Tai Xu for closed-door practice."

He was cheerful, although the curse on him persisted, he saw hope of complete resolution and planned to sit in meditation to improve himself.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming’s glorious display in the Wild Immortal Realm truly inspired Tang Yushang to break the shackles upon herself and rise rapidly.

Qin Ming thought for a moment and said, "I am about to go out on a journey, will pass by Great Yu, let’s gather in its Imperial Capital Chongxiao City to bid farewell."

Bai Meng responded cheerfully, "Alright, we’re just around here. I will call for Mr. Pei and Princess Yao later."

Qin Ming silently entered the night sky, deliberately observing the place where Blood Kite hovered, but dared not get close. After all, even the Sixth Realm’s Cao Qianqiu had fallen thirteen times in one night from defying disbelief.

Qin Ming even somewhat suspects whether Liu Mo has really gone far away, or perhaps is still in the depths of this night.

His sleeves fluttered, moving with Wind Control.

When he reached an uninhabited area, he sent his Body into the broken cloth, preparing for Divine Travel.

With his Grandmaster Level strength, if traveling normally, he could already achieve a brilliance like the Big Sun crossing the sky.

Naturally, Qin Ming wouldn’t be so ostentatious; his mixed Pure Yang Consciousness adhered to the broken cloth, and the Fierce Sun-like light quickly dimmed.

Thereafter, he rapidly traveled afar, disappearing at the horizon’s end.

Fifteen thousand miles away, within Great Yu, the Six Imperial Ancestor Court, Qin Ming arrived silently.

Several hundred miles away, he walked with his Body revealed, nearing the Spirit Field where spirit lights flickered amid the night and Dragon Veins stretched across the Dojo.

Before long, Qin Ming approached the Six Imperial Ancestor Court’s Mountain Sect.

Immortal fog roiled, and the mountain peaks resembled dragon heads piercing the earth, extending into the sky, with streams of Extreme Fire Spring flowing, making the Dojo splendid.

Qin Ming wasn’t unfamiliar with the place; he had practiced here for a period.

Returning now, he was touched by emotions; six years passed, and many familiar faces emerged before him.

"I wonder where Lu Zizai, Senior Brother, is traveling now."

Qin Ming ascended the steps, heading toward the grand Mountain Sect.

The visit by the leading figure of the young generation from Newborn Road immediately alerted many in the Six Imperial Ancestor Court.

When Qin Ming visited, he didn’t wait outside but was directly welcomed inside.

As he passed a place, he couldn’t help but gaze toward a golden forest.

Remembering those years, he and a group of naive youngsters resided here briefly to participate in assessments, joining the Six Imperial Ancestor Court of Newborn Road, feeling yesterday’s memories.

Gazing at that forest, Qin Ming thought of Cao Wuji; the former youthful mutant might have been prioritized for training by the Six Imperial Ancestor Court.

Unfortunately for Zhuo Ya, not only was she a top-tier mutant, but also had exceptional talent on the Esoteric Path, wanting to walk both paths, yet ultimately perished in Shenshang Plain.

They had great relations back then.

Qin Ming sighed lightly; in one’s life, they encounter different people at various times, and some friends are destined to fade away like brief meteors.

"Heroes emerge from the youth!" Zhou Shize personally welcomed Qin Ming, his hair and beard a pale gold, akin to a lion, being the disciple’s grandson of the Six Royal Ancestor.

With such status, even when Cui Changsheng came with gifts for a personal visit, Zhou Shize awaited in the main hall, without stepping out.

As for Qin Ming back then, needless to say, he could only connect with Zhou Tao, Zhou Shize’s descendant, who once led a group of youths for trials near the Shenshang Plain.

"Greetings, Senior." Qin Ming saluted.

Zhou Shize supported him and then appeared astonished, saying, "You’ve broken through to... the Fourth Realm?!"

His voice raised towards the end.

Qin Ming nodded; it was time to reveal his prowess. His true self had reached Grandmaster, publicly now standing in the Fourth Realm - Spirit Field, wasn’t significant.

Qin Ming felt deserving of such glory; if any oblivious individuals came probing or targeting, he wouldn’t hesitate to strike decisively.

Suddenly, the scene quieted; everyone who had gathered, whether elder figures or young Core Disciples, were astounded.

"Twenty-two years old, already standing in the Fourth Realm; no Ancestor Master in history has achieved this."

"This is a record-breaking achievement on our Newborn Road, the youngest Fourth Realm expert has emerged!"

Some elders whose hair was about to fall off approached excitedly, with incredibly complex expressions - such genius, so extraordinary!

After all, many among them old ones stood merely at the Fourth Realm themselves.

"Surpassing Ancestor Masters, while cultivating Chaos Force, is truly remarkable!"

Everyone’s eyes were fervent; such a young prodigy, if not fallen midway, what heights would they reach in the future?