Night without Borders

Chapter 603 The Three Saints
In the darkness of night, within the Bodhisattva's sacred site, the collapsed halls and ruins shimmered with Buddhist light, the Seven Treasures Pond rippling, the Black Lotus of Reincarnation gently swaying, and from the golden door engraved with swastikas, four figures strode out.

"It was him." Qin Ming remained calm, staring at the person behind the Buddhist disciple Miao Di.

When I first met him, he was a dull, taciturn, and humiliated young man. When I met him again, he had become radiant and distinguished.

Today I saw him again, dressed in a black robe, his eyes even more profound, exuding an aura of authority without anger. Compared to the past, it was a complete transformation.

Back then, as a boy, he was often bullied and covered in bruises, worrying about food and clothing. It wasn't until his grandmother, who raised him, passed away that he entered the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall, and his life trajectory took a turn from there.

Qian Cheng's fate took a turn for the worse because of that thunder and fire, which made him seem like a completely different person.

Qin Ming never expected that he would encounter people from Yezhou while traveling to foreign lands.

However, he had no intention of acknowledging her, as the two were not particularly close to begin with.

Moreover, Qian Cheng is now unfathomable, and his methods and the path he takes may very well involve one of the forbidden areas.

The great battle between Yujing and the Supreme Bloodbath came to an end, and winter turned into summer. In just over half a year, Qian Cheng had actually run so far away.

His true form has now traveled to the vicinity of the Great Thunder Temple.

Qin Ming guessed that he must know about some ancient mist gates that connect to distant places, which is why he was able to travel so quickly.

Moreover, judging from his demeanor and bearing, his circumstances were certainly not bad. Walking side by side with two imposing men, he was clearly a distinguished guest of the Buddhist community.

Of course, some Buddhists believe that these three people were unwelcome guests.

"Why did Brother Miaodi bring them here?" A young Buddhist disciple clasped his hands together and chanted a calming mantra, clearly quite displeased with the unwelcome guests.

Miaoyin smiled slightly and secretly transmitted her voice, saying, "Junior brother, you don't know Senior Brother Miaodi well enough. He is deeply versed in the meaning of equality for all beings."

Being a Buddhist disciple, the young man quickly grasped the truth.

He suddenly realized, "I want to make this unpleasant guest walk the same muddy road that Brother Miaodi walked on today."

"Will it work?" Some people doubted.

Those three people were very influential, and their performance was far beyond what was expected.

Those present were shocked by Zheng Guang's age, but they also felt that in terms of fighting skills, he might not be able to compare with the future "Great Sage" from the Demon Court.

What is a Great Sage? These two words do not refer to a state of being, but rather a highly esteemed title recognized and praised by all parties, whose veneration surpasses that of ancient sages.

It represents endowment and boundless potential, and is expected to stand at the pinnacle of a race in the future.

"Miaodi fought Zhengguang and withstood a hundred moves from him."

"Miaoyuan fought Mu Shinian with all her might, but she encountered the Wheel of Time and suffered a crushing defeat. She is still fighting against that terrible erosion."

"Zhengguang showed mercy, otherwise Miaodi wouldn't have been able to hold out for so long."

"Miaoyuan's cultivation is inferior to Miaodi's."

Some Buddhist masters are comparing their battle records to assess who would be stronger if the Demon Court's Evil Guest and Zheng Guang were to fight.

The two people beside Qian Cheng had exceptionally outstanding demeanor.

The young man in white robes walked into the dilapidated Bodhisattva temple. Dao patterns spread under his feet, and seeds sprouted from the scorched earth beneath the broken walls. They grew rapidly, transforming into spiritual vines shrouded in green mist, and quickly blossomed.

But in the blink of an eye, the spirit vine withered, and the delicate flower buds withered as soon as they bloomed.

Then, the withered vines turned green again, revived, and began to grow anew.

With a single thought, he could transform life and death, as if he could manipulate the power of time.

He was Mu Shinian, tall and straight, with eyes as bright as stars. His white robe made him look elegant and noble, and he had a gentle smile that made him very approachable.

It is said that his true form is the Time Beast, a very terrifying rare beast.

So-called rare beasts must be rare creatures in the world, possessing unpredictable abilities. Not only are their methods rare and difficult to defend against, but their individual strength is also extremely powerful. Otherwise, why would they be called "rare"?

Just by thinking about the fourth most powerful worm—Time Beast—one can imagine how terrifying it is.

Actual results show that Mu Shinian's Wheel of Time is somewhat unsolvable.

Qin Ming was surprised, as he resonated with a lot of information.

Even he was extremely wary of the power of time.

It can be said that ordinary beings have no access to such methods; it is a realm that only supreme masters can touch.

"It's terrifying that some races are born with the ability to enter this realm!" Qin Ming couldn't help but exclaim.

However, he wasn't too afraid, because no one in this world could fully control the power of time.

Otherwise, the great figures in the highest sacred sites such as Bodhisattvas and gods would not have died. All things have a lifespan, and no one can completely control the passage of time.

Even the Time Worm and the Time Beast cannot do this; they are merely leveraging that power.

In the end, they will all grow old and die.

The person on Qian Cheng's other side was a very tall and imposing man, who was two and a half heads taller than the average person. Except for being less wide, he was almost as big as Xiang Yiwu.

His black clothes were outlined with silver lines, like streaks of stars intertwined in the dark night sky.

This person, named Zhou Tian, ​​also came from the Demon Court, and his status was similar to that of Mu Shinian.

During their visit to the Great Thunder Temple, only Mu Shinian sparred with the Buddhist disciple; Zhou Tian and Qian Cheng did not participate.

When Qin Ming looked up at the three people opposite him, they were also sizing him up.

At the Seven Treasures Pond, the guardian deities all had complex expressions. They already knew the identity of the newcomer. Why were their fates so different when they were both demons?

The two demons and one person before them were actually honored guests of the Great Thunderclap Temple.

These demon kings, however, could only serve as leaders of the strongmen.

Even the Grandmaster Nanming E'niao felt very uncomfortable.

As for the six-tusked white elephant, it comes from a traditional... family of mounts. It used to be proud of its identity, but now it feels a sense of defeat.

Unfortunately, the Demon Court is too far away. These great demons live in remote areas and it is difficult for them to reach that place with their own strength.

Qin Ming was also quite unsettled. There was an incredibly powerful demon court in the distance that even the Great Thunderclap Temple was wary of, which was truly outrageous.

In many people's minds, Buddhist masters always walk the world to slay demons and monsters, but there is a supreme demon court that even they can't defeat.

It is easy to imagine how terrifying this transcendent power is.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming had already learned that Mu Shinian, Zhou Tian, ​​and Qian Cheng were visiting the Great Thunderclap Temple with an old golden crow from the Demon Court, so he was quite relaxed.

It is said that pure-blooded Golden Crows have become extinct, but they can still be seen in the Demon Court. This race is currently a powerful clan.

The Demon Emperor is supreme, and theoretically anyone could have the opportunity to sit in that position.

Throughout history, demon emperors have always risen to power through sheer strength.

"The Supreme Daoist Temple—the Demon Court." Qin Ming remembered it; it was definitely an unfathomable behemoth.

Through resonance, he vaguely sensed that it was a land without boundaries, where all races worshipped the Demon Clan's royal court, a territory larger than many supreme Daoist temples.

Mu Shinian, dressed in white robes, spoke: "A grandmaster in his twenties is a rare sight in the world. I heard about him at the Great Thunder Temple today and came here to meet him."

He was well-mannered, gentle, and always smiling. He didn't seem like someone from the fiercely competitive demon race at all; he seemed more like a refined and gentle young master from a noble family.

The burly Zhou Tian also spoke up, frankly saying, "Looking at this vast expanse, I can't see through it at all. Brother Zheng Guang is truly remarkable."

Qian Cheng was also staring intently, then nodded in their direction.

Qin Ming cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, fellow Daoists. You flatter me."

The two sides were very peaceful and exchanged polite greetings.

Qian Cheng's background is unfathomable, and he has been involved in forbidden territory, yet he addresses Mu Shinian and Zhou Tian as brothers.

Qin Ming's heart stirred slightly. What was "Old Qian" up to? Having come back from the old era, he should have been very self-important. Was he really valuing the two demon saints, or was he plotting something?
"No way, could it be that Mu Shinian and Zhou Tian might really become Great Saints of the Demon Clan in the future?" For a moment, Qin Ming paid even more attention to them.

At this moment, the silver threads on Zhou Tian's body glowed, like flowing galaxies swirling around him, making his aura stronger. He opened his Heavenly Eye and looked at Qin Ming again.

At the same time, a halo rose from the back of Mu Shinian's head, making him look more sacred than the Buddhist disciples present, as if a god had returned from Nirvana.

Without a doubt, he is empowering himself with the Wheel of Time.

Qin Ming remained silent. The two of them used Heavenly Eye and Time Domain with just a few moves, demonstrating their formidable strength.

The two were quite surprised and used their true abilities, only to find that the righteous light and magic in front of them did not touch them, and all evil could not invade them, thus blocking their means of spying.

Mu Shinian sighed, "The Buddha of Miaodi praised you highly before, but I didn't believe it. Now it seems that you became a grandmaster in your twenties, which is truly extraordinary."

Not far away, Miao Di was exposed to his face, but his expression remained calm. Whether he sold Zheng Guang or the Time Beast sold him, whether he mentioned it or not, it was the truth.

Zhou Tian was very direct, saying, "Brother Zheng Guang, how about we have a discussion on the Dao?"

"Okay." Qin Ming nodded. He also wanted to see just how powerful the so-called future Great Sage of the Demon Clan really was.

Zhou Tian smiled, stepped forward, and said, "Please."

Qin Ming nodded, floated into the night sky, and pointed with his hand. Instantly, five-colored divine light flew out. It was the power of the five elements, which he fused together to form a five-colored Immortal Binding Rope, which shot out like a bolt of lightning.

The six-tusked white elephant was shocked and said, "Others have to use rare and precious materials to refine rare treasures, but he can materialize them with magic with just a few gestures."

In the night sky, Zhou Tian's right hand, like a knife, made a light slash, and the yin and yang energies circulated. With a flash of black and white light, the five-colored Immortal Binding Rope was severed in one fell swoop.

Qin Ming became serious. In a battle between masters, the first test is enough to know each other's strengths and weaknesses. This person is definitely not an ordinary person.

With a loud bang, his right hand slapped forward, and in an instant, pure Yang energy overflowed, and dazzling, divine substances intertwined to form a palm as large as a mountain.

The expression on the Buddha's disciple Miaodi's face changed; it was clear that Zheng Guang had indeed shown him mercy earlier.

The palm was enormous and boundless. When it fell, it seemed to cause the void to collapse, the clouds and mist in the sky to be completely dispersed, and the Bodhisattva temple on the ground to tremble and crack open with endless, huge black fissures.

Zhou Tian stood tall, his imposing body unmoving. He also stretched out his right hand, like a giant beast extending its massive claw from the abyss, to meet the large hand that was covering him.

In fact, outside his right hand, demonic energy surged, as if a dragon claw had materialized, colliding with the giant hand in the night sky, accompanied by a deafening explosion.

Then, lightning flashed and thunder roared, various Dao patterns intertwined, and the entire night sky became blurred and distorted, entirely due to the entanglement of the two forces.

Qin Ming's expression was solemn; he felt as if he were facing a pure-blooded celestial dragon.

The so-called future Great Sage of the Demon Clan truly lives up to his name.

Qin Ming felt that he had met a true opponent.

Zhou Tian's expression remained indifferent, but his heart was in turmoil. Who was he? The renowned "Your Highness" in the Demon Court, standing side by side with Mu Shinian.

Clearly, His Highness of the Demon Court is equivalent to a saint.

Looking across the Demon Court and the surrounding territories, how many people can rival him in terms of magical combat?

However, in this dilapidated Bodhisattva temple, in a remote place, a young human expert in his early twenties was able to rival him.

It wasn't that he was arrogant, but rather that his past record was so brilliant that he could suppress his opponents with a mere wave of his hand.

Now, a younger person had made him look extremely serious.

Qin Ming made a series of attacks, his enormous palm colliding fiercely with the powerful dragon claw across the night sky.

Zhou Tian, ​​arrogant and spirited, his long black hair fluttering, said, "That's exhilarating! Brother Zheng Guang, what other tricks do you have up your sleeves? Show them to me!" High in the sky, Qin Ming flicked his sleeves, and instantly endless pure Yang sword light, dense and numerous, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, with long tails of light, pierced through the night sky, its momentum so great that it overwhelmed his opponent.

With a flick of his sleeves, Zhou Tian unleashed a fierce wind, causing the silver threads on his sleeves to light up, forming a grid that swept upwards into the sky.

In an instant, endless sword light fell, meeting the flowing silver net. Sparks flew everywhere, and the sword light slashed and cut across the ground. Occasionally, the light of Daoist charm would light up and then go out.

Zhou Tian roared and suddenly exerted his strength, his sleeves billowing up as if he were reaching for the sky, the patterns of the interwoven silver threads becoming even denser.

It seemed as if he wanted to tuck the entire sky into his sleeve.

The endless sword light shot out across the defined night sky, unable to break free.

In the end, Zhou Tian extinguished those pure Yang sword lights with the power of the heavens.

"Excellent technique!" Qin Ming exclaimed.

As he spoke, he condensed a green lamp from a divine substance, the wick of which was intertwined with the Six Ding Divine Fire, the Southern Bright Fire, the True Fire of the Sun, and the Purifying Fire.

All the guardian deities were shocked. With a casual wave of his hand, Zheng Guang unleashed four top-level divine flames, each capable of killing a great demon king!
Qin Ming gently blew a whistle, and in an instant, the green lamps shone brightly. With a loud bang, a raging fire burst forth, engulfing half the night sky in flames.

That boundless sea of ​​fire, vast and mighty, was there to refine the supreme demon.

Zhou Tian's expression was calm. He spread his five fingers on his right hand, and the purest Taiyin energy poured out, surging out like a rushing river.

Then, behind him, a vast black ocean surged and rolled upwards, surging towards the heavens with a soft shout, clashing with the four-colored divine fire.

Between heaven and earth, water and fire collided mercilessly, ultimately resulting in a vast expanse of white, as if intertwined with lightning.

An old monk looked astonished and said, "That is the power of Taiyin, and the water of Beiming!"

He hadn't expected that Zhou Tian could casually summon such a wondrous substance that could actually counter the Four-Colored Divine Fire.

Zhou Tian said, "Brother, you are indeed very strong. Try taking a few of my moves."

He stepped on the waters of the Northern Sea and suddenly soared into the sky, shooting towards the heavens at incredible speed, like black lightning tearing through the night.

Qin Ming rolled up his sleeves, extinguishing the four-colored lamp flames. His brows glowed, and his right little finger and ring finger were bent, his thumb was slightly bent, and only his index and middle fingers pointed forward.

At its fingertips, a divine bell appeared, its size rapidly increasing, becoming immense in an instant.

Furthermore, a beam of light shot out from between his eyebrows, landing on the bell and continuously engraving patterns on it, which were the true meanings of the "Fu Xin Jing" (a Buddhist scripture).

clang!
The gentle chimes of the bell resounded throughout heaven and earth.

A divine bell, resembling a mountain, descended, enveloping the soaring heavens.

Qin Ming's fingers moved continuously, carving words on the bell across the night sky, and Dao patterns flew out from between his eyebrows from time to time, imprinting themselves on the bell.

Zhou Tian was trapped inside, emitting a muffled roar.

Qin Ming hung high above the clouds, chanting scriptures, but others could not understand them or comprehend their meaning. However, they could still feel the immense power emanating from them.

He wanted to subdue the peerless demon with the "Subduing Heart Sutra"!
The bell glows, containing soul-suppressing patterns and profound meanings. This scripture is also known as the "Subduing Immortals Scripture," and can naturally subdue great demons.

Zhou Tian struggled inside the bell, but even the bottom was sealed by a manifested scripture, so he couldn't break free for the time being.

In an instant, the bell trembled violently, and terrifying claw marks appeared on it, as if a colossal creature was about to shatter the void and ascend to immortality.

However, it was stopped by the large bell.

Zhou Tian suddenly fell silent, stopped smashing the bell, and said, "Heh, very clever, brother, you have a good method. If you want to subdue my demonic heart, I will use your hand to refine my demonic soul!"

Miao Di spoke up: "Brother Zhou recently obtained a Spirit Nourishing Flower, which is a wonderful substance for nourishing the spirit. Are you planning to use the True Scripture to refine medicine to replenish your spirit? That is indeed a good method."

His explanation can be seen as a reminder to Zheng Guang.

Zhou Tian took the medicine and sat quietly, intending to guide Zhong Wen to refine the demon soul.

Qin Ming sighed and said, "The Demon Court has too deep a foundation. Their saints have many methods and plenty of miraculous medicines. They are really not easy to deal with."

With a loud bang, he detonated the bell.

In an instant, Zhou Tian soared into the sky, waving his sleeves and shattering all the inscriptions and fragments of the bell. It must be said that he was indeed terrifyingly powerful.

Moreover, his insistence on getting close to Zheng Guang shows that his physical strength is extremely terrifying; he wants to fight in close combat and tear his opponent apart with his bare hands.

This time, he teleported, not wanting to give Zheng Guang another chance to stop him. In a flash, he was in front of his opponent and reached out to grab him.

His body was surging with yang energy, like a powerful immortal furnace. Every move he made exuded immense pressure and fierce power.

His gaze sharpened, like a terrifying bolt of lightning shattering the clouds.

This is the true aura of an unparalleled demon. He is now unleashing his full power, and his murderous aura sweeps across the heavens and the earth.

This time, Qin Ming did not shy away. In the blink of an eye, his whole body shone brilliantly, as if he had transformed into a golden statue, with divine light bursting from every pore.

Even his jet-black hair was dyed with a dazzling sheen, and he was as if cast in gold from head to toe.

In the distance, the Buddhist disciple Miaodi was astonished. He had previously thought that Zhengguang's physical body was weak, so he had been avoiding close combat and always using his magical methods to attack from a distance.

Now that he had witnessed such a scene, his eyes naturally welled up with emotion.

The Buddhist nun Miaoyin, the Buddhist disciple Miaoyuan, and others also realized that Zheng Guang's body refinement was now comparable to their Buddhist sect's Immortal Golden Body Technique, which was too dazzling at this moment.

Zhou Tian had also thought Qin Ming was afraid of close combat, but now he frowned slightly, realizing that this was a tough opponent.

"clang!"

The clash of their fists and claws was like the striking of a great bell, shaking the sky and even causing the clouds on the horizon to burst apart.

Without a doubt, Qin Ming used the "Extreme Golden Body," a clan-protecting secret technique of the Heavenly Venerable Lu family, and one of the most famous body-refining techniques in the Jade Capital system.

In the night sky, the two fought with fists and feet, creating a scene reminiscent of a Bodhisattva's sacred space. Wherever they passed, the night sky shone brightly, as if two deities were engaged in a battle, illuminating all directions.

With a deafening roar, they landed, shattering the mountain peaks and collapsing the cliffs.

"Brother, your physical body is strong, but compared to me, it's still a bit lacking." Zhou Tian smiled, confident that he would have few rivals in this field.

On his body surface, silver patterns intertwined, exceptionally dazzling, as if he were draped in a precious robe woven with stars, his entire body solid and indestructible.

"Is that so?" Qin Ming's expression remained calm. Then he turned to the True Scripture again, using the "Refining Body and Harmonizing with the Dao Scripture." The golden light on his body subsided, returning to its original simplicity, but he became even more powerful.

This mental cultivation manual only existed in fragments within the Jade Capital region. It was unearthed from underground in Night Prefecture, but Qin Ming completed it after resonating with it.

Its power surpasses even that of the "Ultimate Golden Body," making it one of the most valued scriptures by Qin Ming.

Even if his chaotic energy is exhausted, he can still deal with great enemies after mastering this true scripture.

Sure enough, the next moment, the two engaged in fierce combat, completely locked in a head-to-head battle, evenly matched, and neither was afraid of the other in terms of physical strength alone.

This scene surprised Mu Shinian, who knew all too well how terrifying his brother's physique was.

Qian Cheng's eyes were also intently focused, with interwoven Dao patterns.

Zhou Tian was overwhelmed with shock and wondered: Could it be that he had encountered someone of his own kind? This was nothing like some upright ape demon.

He found it hard to believe that someone could rival him in physique.

Qin Ming was also unsettled and somewhat shocked. What kind of powerful demon was this? Its physical body was so abnormally strong that it was impossible to defeat it.

Currently, neither of them can damage the other; it's like two pieces of celestial iron colliding.

A moment later, Qin Ming and he crashed into a mountain together, then took to the air and created some distance between them.

Zhou Tian shouted, "Brother, it was very enjoyable to fight you, let's go again."

Qin Ming ignored them, and after creating some distance, he stretched out both hands at the same time, which immediately lit up with black and white light respectively, and then, across the sky, he brought his two hands together towards the heavens.

Rumble!
Amidst lightning and thunder, and raging divine fire, two enormous, boundless hands appeared in the night sky, mirroring Qin Ming's movements, sandwiching Zhou Tian between them.

Qin Ming held black and white light in his hands, reversing yin and yang, and put his two hands together.

In the distance, enormous black and white hands, like two millstones, slowly rotated, beginning to crush the heavens.

"That's awesome!" Zhou Tian shouted.

He let out a muffled groan, but surprisingly, he managed to hold on.

Qin Ming remained silent, then increased his strength once more, naturally going all out, using the chaotic energy from the fusion of various scriptures to inject into those two large hands, crushing his opponent.

How long has it been? Today, he has once again encountered an opponent who requires his full concentration. This person is ridiculously powerful, with an indestructible physical body.

"That powerful?" Zhou Tian roared, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

However, he did not bow his head, nor was he afraid at all. As he roared to the sky, he revealed his true form, which turned out to be a strange giant tortoise.

Although he arrived in spirit form, he brought his entire cultivation with him. The intertwined racial Dao patterns transformed his body, making it indistinguishable from his true form.

His tortoise shell is transparent, and you can see his internal organs clearly.

The silver lines on the tortoise shell intertwine to form a grid-like pattern, resembling a flowing river of stars, dividing space.

It has two dragon horns on its head, and its limbs are like dragon claws.

The golden Arhat, who had remained calm throughout, spoke up: "This is... a hybrid offspring of the Black Tortoise and the True Dragon. No wonder his physical body is so strong."

Those present gasped in shock upon hearing this, realizing that Zhou Tian's background was far more significant than they had imagined.

Qin Ming finally understood why the other party's physical body was so ridiculously tough.

Zhou Tian manifested his true form, with his limbs retracting into his tortoise shell.

Qin Ming unleashed his full power of chaotic energy, crushing the transparent tortoise shell until it creaked and groaned, yet he was unable to break it.

He has been fighting Zhou Tian for a long time, and today he has encountered such a formidable opponent.

Zhou Tian laughed and said, "Brother Zheng Guang, can you break through my armor? If not, I will retaliate."

With a whoosh, Qin Ming teleported and suddenly stood on the massive tortoise. He fought with his real flesh and blood, stomping hard on the tortoise shell.

This time, his chaotic energy was mixed with dense golden threads, which, along with the sunlight, struck the tortoise shell.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch..."

Zhou Tian suddenly yelled, his voice was very eerie and didn't sound like a tortoise's roar at all. His shell had been pierced and he was already injured.

He shouted, "Stop! We're on the same side! I can sense it! It's that mysterious power!"

Suddenly, a halo appeared behind Mu Shinian's head, and he teleported over, asking, "Really?"

“That’s right!” Zhou Tian replied.

Qian Cheng, his black robes fluttering, arrived at the scene, stepping through the void.

Qin Ming was on high alert, his body tense, because he knew how dangerous the two demons and one person in front of him were.

Mu Shinian spoke up, saying, "Brother Zhengguang, don't misunderstand, we have no ill intentions."

Zhou Tian immediately said, "Brother Zheng Guang, we can become sworn brothers and become one of our own. You are also one of the future Great Sages."

Qin Ming frowned. How did he suddenly become one of the Great Sages?
I originally wanted to ask for leave, but in the end I thought I'd write a short chapter instead, and it ended up being a long one.

(End of this chapter)