Night without Borders

Chapter 592 A Madman Unseen in Eight Thousand Years
Why did she want to beat him up? The president pondered to herself. She shouldn't have such feelings. Her physical instincts reminded her that her heart should be like the moon reflected in a well, clear and tranquil, without a ripple.

But now, she had a strong urge to pin Qin Ming to the ground and beat him to a pulp. It grew wildly like weeds and she couldn't stop it, otherwise she would feel uneasy.

Tracing back eight thousand years of history... I have never seen such a madman!
This is why the president couldn't control himself and had a strong urge to trample Qin Ming under his feet.

Qin Ming seemed oblivious, standing with his hands behind his back, his wide sleeves catching the night wind, exuding a calm and detached air, as if he were standing apart from the world.

The president grew angrier and angrier, and finally couldn't hold back any longer. Her long, silvery hair fluttered, and although she still had a smile on her face, her body was tense.

She was ready to speak her mind.

Night fog shrouded the mountains, thick and black as ink, with the chirping of insects and roars of beasts rising and falling. The fiery spring meandered through the silver pine forest, and the slanting rays of the red sunset shone on the silver needles, creating a rather magnificent sight.

"Let's do it here. The outcome is set in stone, so it should end sooner rather than later," Qin Ming said, standing atop a silver pine tree, exuding an otherworldly aura, and gesturing for him to proceed.

He put his left hand behind his back, truly preparing to fight with his right hand.

In the distance, the red squirrel stared wide-eyed into the depths of the silver pine forest, muttering, "What's wrong with me? I'm actually hoping... that Uncle Qin will suffer a crushing defeat."

The Thunder King Bird nodded repeatedly, not daring to say more, but silently agreeing.

Hearing the commotion, they followed and happened to witness the scene, also overhearing Qin Ming's words from not long ago.

Yuque concluded, saying, "It's the result of everyone's expectations!"

Qin Ming glanced in that direction and said, "You're all born rebellious, aren't you?"

"Oh no, even from this distance, the Mountain Lord could hear our clandestine telepathy?"

In an instant, the rats ran and the birds fled, they all escaped.

The president took a deep breath, her graceful figure blending into the night and disappearing. But the next moment, the world was filled with white, intertwined with silver clouds.

Whether it was the pine needles on the trees or the thick layer of sediment on the ground, everything floated up, carrying the Daoist essence, like endless flying swords, densely packed, shooting towards Qin Ming.

With a flick of his sleeve, thousands upon thousands of silver rays turned to dust and exploded in the night sky, even those infused with divine substances and Daoist principles were powerless to resist.

Under the cover of night, wave after wave of silver needles, along with blades of grass and branches, transformed all things in the world into sword intent, rising with the guild leader's pure Yang consciousness, like a torrential downpour.

Even beneath Qin Ming's feet, terrifying sword light burst forth fiercely, covering the entire area without any blind spots. He was overwhelmed by the sword intent condensed by the guild leader.

At the same time, the guild leader, who had disappeared into the night, suddenly appeared. Amidst the rain of swords, he crept up behind Qin Ming and silently pressed down with his snow-white palm.

Qin Ming teleported and instantly faced the guild leader, striking out with his right hand and saying, "You dare to fight me in close combat; your courage is commendable."

With a deafening roar, it sounded like thunder in mid-air. Centered on the two people's palms, terrifying ripples emanated outwards, even more frightening than a heavenly blade sweeping across.

Whether it's a primeval forest or a massive boulder, anything touched disintegrates in an instant, like a destructive storm passing by.

The president's silver hair fluttered as he attacked like lightning, colliding with Qin Ming hundreds of times in the blink of an eye—it was incredibly fast.

The two were like two beams of light intertwined in the night sky. With a loud bang, a cliff collapsed on the spot due to the impact of their battle.

Suddenly, the two separated and flew backward, landing on different mountain peaks. A deafening rumble echoed beneath their feet.

The mountain peaks were trampled and cracked, with fissures several feet wide running across both summits.

The fact that the remaining power the two of them unleashed was so terrifying shows how dangerous a direct confrontation must have been.

Snap! Boom!
Finally, the tops of both mountains each fell by a small portion, instantly sending up clouds of dust.

The president has an excellent figure and graceful posture, yet he displayed such incredible strength during the physical confrontation, which is truly astonishing.

Qin Ming wasn't surprised. After all, the other party had become an immortal. Even though in this life, his physical body had degenerated to the fifth realm, far inferior to before, and was still beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The president kept a considerable distance, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed. Close combat was not her only option; she was intentionally assessing her opponent from all angles.

Her primal instincts had given her the insight that as long as she was not inferior to others in terms of spiritual cultivation, she could rely on her pure physical strength to sweep away all enemies in the world!
Right now, this so-called "master" who wanted to take advantage of her surprised her greatly, as he calmly blocked her storm of attacks.

What's most infuriating is that this person actually had one hand behind his back.

In fact, Qin Ming's left hand behind his back was clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white.

He faced the enemy with one hand; how swift must his reaction be? The Hunyuan Golden Bridge beneath his feet was practically smoking, and dazzling golden rays splashed everywhere.

However, since he had already made that statement, he had to remain calm.

If you don't forcefully suppress the leader, the other party will most likely be unwilling to submit and will find it difficult to yield.

The president, dressed in pristine white, hovered in the night sky, her beautiful eyes displaying mystical symbols. All things in the world exhibited mysterious trajectories, placing her in a terrifying realm.

She felt that her combat talent had increased significantly.

She moved through the void, each step a fleeting illusion, a series of teleportations, without rushing to attack, for there was no need for a blind strike. She could anticipate her opponent's next move and waited for her opportunity.

In her eyes, everything has a trajectory and a pattern to follow.

However, the madman was always able to make the best response. Was it an instinctive prediction, or was his reaction beyond common sense?
The president realized that the man in front of her was arrogant for a reason and was indeed no ordinary person, and he began to give her a very dangerous feeling.

Qin Ming's expression remained calm, but he had begun to take this opponent very seriously.

His mind was clear, and he had opened his newfound eyes, seeing everything in its finest detail. Every rustle of wind and movement of grass was clearly visible in his mind. Everything around him seemed to slow down, even the high-frequency flapping of the wings of a distant flying insect seemed to slow down, and he could count the patterns on its transparent wings.

The president could have attacked from a distance, but he still chose to attack from nearby.

At a higher level, most powerful beings do not engage in direct contact; with a single ingenious technique, they can kill enemies from across the sky.

Clearly, the guild leader knew that even if Qin Ming reacted quickly in close combat, he would be overwhelmed with just one hand, and she was determined to make this madman suffer.

He swallowed the promise he had made himself, even with tears in his eyes.

The president can anticipate the opponent's various trajectories and approach them calmly and gracefully.

The next instant, she smiled sweetly, leaving behind a lightning-fast afterimage, and once again engaged Qin Ming in close combat, taking advantage of his one-armed weakness.

To her surprise, the sonic boom was deafening, and her opponent's speed was beyond the limit, yet she managed to withstand it again.

Moreover, Qin Ming launched a counterattack, with terrifying golden light erupting from him and expanding outwards.

When he was young, he obtained the Golden Light Shield technique. When he resonated with the secret manual, he saw a female expert who had reached the highest level. She could spread golden light as thick as a city wall, blocking all enemies and preventing them from getting close. She could also shock all nearby opponents to death.

Qin Mingzhi's golden light shield has completely changed its nature. It is now powered by chaotic energy and is as thick as a city wall, but its power is incomparable.

In the night sky, Qin Ming's entire body glowed brilliantly as he charged towards his opponent with his bare body. Wherever he passed, the night mist exploded, and the mountain peaks he struck crumbled, creating a truly terrifying sight.

The president looked surprised; she was under immense pressure and was knocked away several times.

Qin Ming said, "Let me see what level you've reached in your Myriad Apertures Illumination Technique."

His opponent wanted to exploit his weakness in one-handed combat, while he, after unleashing his power, was also putting pressure on his opponent in order to explore the practical effects of that true scripture.

This is Qin Ming's primary objective in waging this battle.

The president insisted on going against the grain. Her hands moved in rapid succession, instantly forming nine terrifying hand seals. She instinctively used them, tearing through the golden light.

Om!

She broke through the thick golden shield of the city wall and charged in.

Outside Qin Ming's body, the Sumeru Field and the Heavenly Demon Force Field expanded to block the extremely strong and yang power of the Nine Great Seals, aiming to imprison his opponent in the void.

The moment the golden light shield disappeared, the Primordial Spirit Field was already stacking up, almost capturing the guild leader alive, causing her silver hair to become disheveled and cover most of her face.

Suddenly, five-colored divine light soared into the sky, the power of the five elements flowed, and all things in the world were contained within the five elements. The guild leader used this to break the deadlock and transcend the status quo.

At the same time, her graceful figure swayed, and within the spiritual field, she performed a mysterious battle dance, combined with five-colored divine light, aiming to completely tear apart the Sumeru Field and the Heavenly Demon Force Field.

Qin Ming smiled calmly and responded with composure.

Soon, the president realized something was wrong. She thought it was just the superposition of three spiritual fields, but now she was shocked to find that she had almost been caught in a trap, with as many as four or five fields mixed together.

One of them has hallucinogenic effects, and they are quite severe.

While she was distracted, she inadvertently performed a war dance for her opponent, launching an ineffective attack.

While admiring her dance, Qin Ming silently made his move, almost trapping her in the spirit field and nearly grabbing her snow-white neck.

With a ripping sound, a piece of the president's collar was torn off, and Qin Ming's fingertips touched her alabaster skin, a terrifying primordial energy penetrating through.

With a loud boom, the president's physical body burst into golden light, and the "Myriad Apertures Illumination Technique" activated on its own. She shook off that hand, and accompanied by a large amount of light rain, she forcibly left the battlefield and stood at a distance.

She no longer engages in close combat, but instead uses higher-level techniques from a distance.

Within its body, all its orifices resonated, golden rays intertwined, forming a secret diagram that shone outwards, resembling a light veil or a shimmering mist.

With a snap of her fingers, night turned into day, and the world became brightly lit.

Outside him, in the mist of light, it was as if a vast net was expanding, reaching far and wide, and at each node of the net were divine wheels.

To be precise, it looked like one sun after another.

"Hiss, each acupoint is like a blazing sun?"

The president's initial display of power was so grand; she seemed to be standing on the heavens, and with every move she made, she seemed to be able to manipulate the rules of the world.

And all of these are still changing.

Qin Ming felt that he should not let his desire to watch the evolution of the wondrous technique affect his offensive methods. If he misjudged the situation and was suppressed by the opponent, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, his entire body was covered with dense lightning runes, and the divine light was dazzling. The Primordial Myriad Lightning Runes connected the heavens and the earth, especially in his hand, where a lightning spear was condensed.

At the same time, a huge figure appeared outside Qin Ming's body, replacing his real body, holding a thunder spear, and roared into the night sky.

This enormous giant, radiating light, pierced the sky with a thunderous spear in his hand, as if he were tearing the heavens down.

The clouds exploded, and the thunderous spear collided with the overwhelming net that appeared around the president, creating a massive energy wave that shook the heavens and the earth.

Qin Ming's enormous Dharma form, wielding a lightning spear, plucked a corner of the "sky dome," causing it to darken. The massive celestial net and several great sun nodes extinguished.

However, other areas are still changing.

In an instant, under the cover of night, before a golden palace, the guild leader donned armor. The surrounding net transformed into a pattern of rules, crisscrossing like a chessboard, or perhaps a tangible world, before finally becoming a sky full of stars, resonating with the misty night world.

Qin Ming was in a bind; the other party was clearly preparing a major move, and he couldn't let her continue.

In an instant, Qin Ming's true form soared into the sky. He cultivated three paths simultaneously: heavenly light, pure yang spiritual light, and divine wisdom, all merging together before erupting in a great burst.

Behind Qin Ming, various wondrous scenes appeared, which were his true form changing.

In the wondrous visions, the meaning of the silk manuscript appeared first, like a curtain being drawn back, unfolding in various forms.

Then, black and white light intertwined, the Tai Chi diagram rotated, and took root on the ground to become the Tree of the Great Dao.

The Primordial Myriad Thunder Seal spread, and a pair of faint, large hands appeared, about to tear open the night and reopen the world... Qin Ming went all out. After his true form appeared, his right hand reached upwards, and endless golden threads intertwined, piercing through the sky, about to penetrate the general.

Clearly, the president had just recovered, and the ingenious techniques she could perform were not swift enough. She had even forgotten some of the changes in the scriptures, and was figuring them out as she practiced.

But that's enough. The terrifying changes above, even if they haven't reached the ultimate stage, mean that all enemies can be wiped out.

"Hmm?" The president was shocked. The golden threads that her opponent below was quite terrifying, piercing into her confident and unshakeable domain.

At this moment, she had already begun to experience the initial signs of her myriad orifices trembling and displaying divine power, but she was actually blocked by someone.

With a deafening roar, it was as if the sky had been torn apart.

The mystical aura surrounding the president dimmed considerably, indicating that the change was about to end.

With a soft shout, she gathered the intertwined net and wondrous scenery around her into her body, no longer revealing them. She donned her jade armor, wielded her golden divine sword, and slashed downwards.

After the resonance of all the orifices, no further changes occurred.

Overall, this stage is sufficient; going any further would be extremely difficult for the president himself.

"The net is the prototype of the rules, and the blazing sun node is the source of the Dao?" Qin Ming keenly sensed something and stared at the patterns and nodes on the president's body.

He explored the essence, and the final evolution of the Myriad Apertures Enlightenment Technique was actually a resonance with the greater world.
"No, perhaps it is the resonance of all the body's orifices that affects the present world."

He had no time to think. The golden silk and the armored guild leader clashed, their sounds ringing out in a fierce battle.

"Can it block my golden threads?" Qin Ming was shocked.

The president has only just awakened and is already this powerful. If given time, what kind of brilliance will this ancient war chariot radiate after it is fully revived?
Qin Ming also imprisoned two people like the chairman.

However, pressure can be a motivator. He must ensure that he can strongly suppress his opponent, which will spur him to keep moving forward.

Qin Ming underwent a transformation; he donned armor, jade light flowed, and golden threads intertwined, covering his entire body. Furthermore, the true form behind him transformed entirely into golden threads.

Therefore, when he made his move again, the true form behind him merged with the golden threads he had unleashed, unleashing an even more terrifying power.

Now, what weaves in the night sky is no longer golden threads, but like thick golden ropes, each as thick as a water vat, running through the sky and the earth.

Under the cover of night, thick golden threads pierce the clouds above and connect to the high mountains below, creating a magnificent and omnipresent spectacle that seals off this area.

When the president encountered a crisis, those reinforced golden threads, indestructible and unbreakable, kept piercing through her domain, shattering her armor.

She whispered, "That method looks familiar, but in my memory, it doesn't seem to be this powerful. I should be able to handle it."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming felt a headache coming on.

"It seems I still need to continue fusing!" Right now, his golden threads are able to block the guild leader mainly because of the true form's enhancement.

With a loud bang, Qin Ming continued to strike with heavy force, and the thick golden threads, as thick as water vats, pierced the president's body, even shattering her materialized armor.

Then, the golden divine sword in her hand, gleaming with runes, broke.

The guild leader was unconvinced and refused to believe that she could be defeated by someone of the same level. Her brow shone brightly, and a dazzling symbol shone out like a beam of sunlight.

Qin Ming felt that he was in danger of losing his soul.

He was insightful and had a premonition.

Amidst the clanging sounds, his golden jade burial suit shone brightly, eternally securing his physical body and preventing his consciousness from leaving it.

In fact, the crisis was almost over when he activated his Chaos Energy.

The practice he uses emphasizes the fusion of celestial light, consciousness, and divine wisdom, which are intertwined and rooted in his flesh and blood, making it difficult to separate his spirit from his body.

However, the president's physical instincts awakened, and he still managed to use a wonderful technique.

Unable to draw upon Qin Ming's pure Yang consciousness, she took the initiative to enter the game, attempting to participate in her opponent's dream. She formed an endless dream realm in the night sky.

Qin Ming was slightly dazed, but in an instant, his mind cleared up, and his true form began to merge into his flesh and blood, becoming one with him.

He was a fusion of all magics, radiating light from head to toe, incomparably sacred, possessing the power to impervious to all evil and repel gods and demons. The so-called dream world dissipated around him like mist.

On the contrary, the ripples emanating from him caused the president to momentarily lose her composure when they struck her.

Qin Ming soared into the sky and came to her side.

His body was surrounded by flowing jade light and intertwined golden clouds, with countless golden threads flying out and covering the general.

The guild leader, of course, would not surrender without a fight. Runes lit up all over his body, like clusters of divine flames, trying to burn away all the golden threads.

However, although her methods were ingenious, it was already too late.

Qin Ming's golden threads first broke through her outer armor. With a clanging sound, piece after piece of armor was forcibly torn apart by the golden threads, peeling away her flesh.

With a series of soft popping sounds, the golden thread pierced through her body, and blood splattered.

Even so, the president did not yield. It can be seen that she was very powerful in the past. Even at this critical moment, she is still fighting back. Her blood turned into rainbow light, trying to cut the golden thread.

Qin Ming raised his hand, and more golden threads shot out, binding her and imprisoning her in the night sky.

Then, layers of black vortexes appeared in front of Qin Ming's right hand, devouring a large amount of divine matter within the general's body and weakening her.

The president's pupils contracted, and he immediately fell silent, ceasing his struggle.

"I have looked down upon the world, how could I possibly be defeated?" Her physical instincts told her that she would never admit defeat and that she could sweep aside all her opponents.

However, the reality was that she was tied up.

At the last moment, Qin Ming showed mercy and did not pierce all the gold threads into her body.

The president was lost in thought, sensing something in the darkness. She seemed to have never been in such a situation before, being captured alive. This feeling was truly peculiar.

"How is it?" Qin Ming lifted her with one hand and landed on the ground of Black and White Mountain.

"What a pity, the Mountain Lord...didn't lose!" Yu Que muttered from afar.

It immediately bristled, its feathers becoming fluffy and almost standing on end.

Qin Ming glanced at it from afar, and it felt as if it had been struck by lightning.

Meanwhile, the red squirrel muttered, "I've been tricked by Uncle Qin again..."

Then it shut up, feeling an electric shock throughout its body.

The Primordial Thunder Script spread across Qin Ming's body, affecting them as well.

"What level has the Mountain Lord reached? He can actually hear me talking from so far away."

……

Qin Ming landed on a high mountain, placed the commander on the ground, and asked, "Are you willing to submit?"

The president was unconvinced. She had only just begun to awaken and had forgotten many of her techniques. Moreover, she had only used half of the "Myriad Apertures Illumination Technique" before stopping.

However, when she thought about how the other person was fighting her with only one hand, she stopped herself from saying the words that were already on the tip of her tongue.

She is not someone who will easily give in. In fact, her physical memories remind her that she has never given in. But now, after thinking it over, she can accept it and let it go. If she loses, she loses.

The president didn't answer, but instead asked, "Can I challenge you again in the future?"

“No problem.” Qin Ming readily accepted. Having such a powerful chariot from the old era revived and “inspire” him to strive for progress by his side was not a bad thing.

However, he must manage the risks.

In an instant, he thought of placing her body in a tattered cloth to "cool down" every now and then, and sending her consciousness into a yellow parasol for a short "recuperation".

"Lord...?" The president felt ashamed. Even though she had just been revived, she was still very sensitive to those two words. It seemed that only others had ever addressed her that way before.

Her inner light flickered, and she said, "If I win the next challenge, our roles will be reversed."

Qin Ming smiled with his hands behind his back and said, "To achieve perfection in worldly existence would only leave me with regrets. I crave a defeat."

Hearing that phrase again, the president raised her eyebrows. Even if she lost, she wanted to fight him again. She really couldn't stand this madman.

However, her condition did not allow her to do so; she was exhausted and very weak.

Qin Ming gradually drifted off into thought. What was the former identity of such a powerful guild leader?
Even a powerful figure like her could not achieve immortality, leaving only her physical body in this life. This shows that the fates of peerless powerhouses in ancient times were not good.

"The great figures of ancient times all met tragic ends; the path to supremacy is cruel." Qin Ming pondered the past eight thousand years.

Soon, he came to his senses.

Now that the president has been revived, Qin Ming wants her to cultivate on her own, to see which paths she takes and what kind of wondrous substance she will cultivate.

"What is the origin of the true scripture you practice?" the guild leader asked cautiously, though she was actually quite concerned. She felt that some of the techniques seemed familiar, but they were not the same as she remembered them.

Qin Ming replied, "I have integrated all the laws and cultivated my own unique Chaos Force."

The president's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Qin Ming immediately saw through her thoughts and asked, "You want to study it?"

The president nodded and said, "I do want to know, but I won't pry."

"What's the harm? The true essence lies in the exchange of ideas," Qin Ming said.

He did want to discuss the "Myriad Apertures Illumination Technique" with the other party, because some spellcasting techniques were not manifested when the true scripture was activated.

The president looked surprised and said, "You're willing to reveal your true teachings?"

Qin Ming smiled and said, "I have no problem teaching you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to master it."

The true meaning of the silk manuscript is not a closely guarded secret, and each person's method of integration is different, resulting in vastly different paths of practice.

This time, it was the president's turn to smile faintly, her bright smile radiating unparalleled confidence, and say, "In this world, there is no true scripture that I cannot master."

Qin Ming looked at her and said, "What will you do if you can't master it?"

The president's eyes shone brightly as he said, "If this technique stumps me, I will naturally submit to you."

"Okay, remember what you said. I'll pass on half a scroll to you first." Qin Ming pointed a finger at her brow.

The president took notes and silently reflected on them.

Qin Ming gazed at the deep night and pondered that perhaps it was time to embark on a long journey.

A moment later, the president looked up, his flawless face radiating confidence, and said, "We'll have results in two days at the latest, and if things go quickly, we can master it tonight."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it." Qin Ming smiled brightly and added, "If you can master it, going back eight thousand years, you will be one of the people who can stand by my side."

(End of this chapter)