Night Without End-Chapter 382 - 231: The Strongest Young Power Warrior

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Chapter 382: Chapter 231: The Strongest Young Power Warrior

The fiery maple forest, with red leaves falling all over the sky, seems to carry a touch of autumn’s desolation.

Adding to it, Qin Ming released his sword intent, cutting through the ground’s grasses, with a chilling cold permeating the killing field.

He was truly startled, as the opponent blocked several of his strikes, even withstood two of his killer moves, showcasing strength that seemed almost unbelievable.

Clearly, both of them were equally shocked, feeling that their opponent’s performance far exceeded expectations!

Qin Ming was doubtful about her identity; is she an Immortal Seed in the real world? He has never seen or heard of one.

From her words and actions, she resembled an ancient person!

Yet, the woman’s spiritual resonance felt too real, unlike anyone he had encountered before.

If that’s the case, then he would let go, gauge this woman, whether she was of the present world or an ancient ghost, and see what level she truly is on.

Qin Ming harnessed the Five Qi, with the Five Colored Light Wheel outside his body spinning rapidly, making his floating hair shimmer, and the Five Colored Blade in his hand buzzed as if it was about to fly off into the sky.

In fact, the next moment, he rose off the ground, performing the Sword Control Technique, with his body and the Five Colored Blade seemingly merged into one, illuminating the fiery red maple forest with Five Colored Divine Radiance.

The night dissipated, as the area was as bright as day; every leaf, every branch, was illuminated clearly by the Five Colored Light, with sword light everywhere.

Qin Ming moved with the sword, like a streak of five-colored thunder light, striking in an instant, with speed and unmatched sword light, destroying everything like dead wood.

Along the way, anything in the path—century-old trees, spreading branches, and falling red leaves—dismantled in the light of the sword, split into two and then exploded.

The purple-clad woman swung her wide sleeves, wrapping with consciousness spiritual light, transforming into a Pure Yang Immortal Sword, continuously parrying, causing endless red leaves to flutter in this forest, only to burst apart afterwards.

The blue-clad Qin Ming and the stunningly beautiful purple-clad woman tangled together, like two streaks of lightning moving, continuously clashing, and instantaneously passing by each other.

"Who is that? Daring to fight in the maple forest, don’t they know it’s a forbidden area, a place where Senior Sister Chu imbues her spirit, and ordinary disciples dare not venture!"

This territory, many ancient disciples were alarmed, feeling incredulous—someone dared to damage the maple forest?

Soon, they were shocked because someone was wielding a blade, not only cutting through the forest but also engaging with the legendary Senior Sister Chu!

"Over these years, Senior Sister Chu Pianran rarely appeared; today, she came to imbue her spirit, only to be offended?"

"A newcomer is rising, actually persisting for so long without losing!"

Qin Ming vaguely heard discussions from those distant disciples, his heart couldn’t help but ripple; the woman was clearly an ancient, yet why was she not an illusion?

He had once verified through a spiritual resonance.

"Are ancient Power Warriors always this absurdly strong? How can one be so powerful? Yet, why do I feel... he resembles more of an Outer Saint?"

"Could it be he, like us, comes from the present world? Actually a Newcomer, daring to challenge the ancient fairy imbued here!"

More people appeared, their discussions and perceptions vastly differed from those early ancient disciples.

Qin Ming understood these were Immortal Path Disciples, people like him from the real world, who acted here.

Such people could probably discern his origins.

Once acting, he was now an Inner Sect Disciple here, and nearly all ancient disciples didn’t find him abnormal, never viewing him as a Power Warrior.

Because he seemed to have exploited some loophole.

Only the purple-clad woman felt he was a Power Warrior, recognizing it at a glance.

"Living ones can discern my origins, yet the deceased ancient ones can’t recognize my identity?!" Realizing this possibility, he was horrified.

Could it be that this woman’s true body is still alive?

The purple-clad woman, with eyebrows like a painting, her every move full of aesthetic grace, akin to dancing gracefully, yet being extraordinarily powerful when striking.

After a fierce battle, Qin Ming withdrew his blade and stood.

His expression was unprecedentedly serious; he had truly encountered an extraordinary opponent, making him dare not relax his guard in the slightest.

Outside his body, besides the Five Colored Light Wheel, the Three Colored Divine Radiance also flowed, with eight great miraculous abilities resonating, manifesting an unusual scene, forming a protective light curtain.

At this moment, Qin Ming seemed incomparably translucent and transcendent, untainted by dust, his flesh like divine glass, radiating divine brilliance, with Tao Rhythm at the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Truly surprising, I have tested my sword throughout the world, and among my peers, who could withstand my full force? And yet, you, just a Power Warrior, have reached this level."

Chu Pianran, dressed in purple, floated in the fiery red maple forest, though transformed by Pure Yang Attribute’s Spirit Light, looked no different from a real body.

"What is Senior Sister Chu saying? Isn’t he an Inner Sect Disciple? How did he become a Power Warrior; my thoughts are muddled!"

These are the words of ancient disciples; they don’t understand, being characters within the play, exceeding their comprehension, they all frowned.

"Hiss, is this going against the heavens? A newcomer from our modern world has entered the Immortal Temple of the ancient immortal world and can actually contend with the most famous Chu Immortal here?"

"Hmm, able to contend with a part of her Consciousness Spiritual Light, yet both seem to be on the same level, this is indeed astonishing!"

Without a doubt, this is the modern world’s discussion.

In fact, Qin Ming glanced sideways and recognized some old acquaintances, such as Chen Bingyan and Lu Zhenyi, whom he met when he was still Cui Chonghe.

Also, Ren Yiping and Sun Jingtian, both very distinguished, are core disciples of Fangwai Heaven Pure Land, seen at the Luo Fu Immortal Mountain Ruins.

They find it hard to believe that a newcomer from the modern world can compete with the most legendary Immortal Temple’s generation fairy in the ancient world!

It must be noted that she is the first successor to the head of the temple.

"Are you an ancient person, living to this day?" Qin Ming asked.

However, there was no response from the other party.

Chu Pianran’s beautiful eyes revealed a hint of color, carefully scrutinizing him.

Qin Ming stood motionless, eight kinds of colors flowing outside his body, resembling a youthful divine standing in the Pure Land, appearing increasingly sacred and transcendent.

His eight miraculous abilities resonated, and he did not worry about being remembered because after stepping into the Second Realm, he would refine the "abnormality," and his external Heavenly Light would keep changing.

At this moment, he bathed in Divine Radiance, looking like a fairy or god, entirely unlike the Power Warrior the purple-clothed woman mentioned.

At this moment, Qin Ming’s whole being emitted the sound of a sword, resembling a sword from beyond, accompanied by eight wondrous scenes, slashed forward.

He merged with the Ba Se Heavenly Blade, his whole body wielding the sword as he briefly soared into the air and struck.

In an instant, Chu Pianran’s brow burst with nine colors, and one after another, the Immortal Sword transformed, forming the Pure Yang Sword Formation, all flowing with Fiery Sun-like radiance.

All Pure Yang Swords arranged themselves around her and then spread like a phoenix’s wings, slowly unfolding in mid-air, transforming into a colorful Pure Yang Sword Forest, sacred and terrifying, slashing toward the Ba Se Heavenly Blade.

In an instant, the two engaged in a fierce exchange, unleashed dazzling radiance, Pure Yang Spirit Light, and Heavenly Light Force like the Big Sun scattered around, seemingly igniting the entire maple forest.

If it were ordinary Immortal Path disciples, Qin Ming’s Heavenly Light Force could quickly burn through their Consciousness Spiritual Light, but it was difficult to do so with this woman.

Now Qin Ming, not limited to Blade Technique, merged miraculous abilities with various combat skills, such as Fiery Sun Sword Technique, Wind and Thunder Blade Technique, Overlord Spear, and others, all at his fingertips.

The Silk Scripture Meaning emphasizes fusion, governing all laws, he continued to unify various core battle styles, thus continuously becoming stronger.

In the clanging sound, amidst the sword light reflection, all around was Sword Intent, the rapidly sweeping one Ba Se Blade after another reflected the purple-clothed woman’s fair face, every sword edge was extremely close to her.

Those ancient disciples were dumbfounded, a young man could indeed fight Senior Sister Chu to this point? How dreamlike!

Eventually, in the fragmentation of Pure Yang Consciousness Spiritual Light, Chu Pianran’s Pure Yang Immortal Swords, spread out like phoenix wings, had two swords break, and she retreated rapidly.

People saw her purple long sleeves were cut at the corner, besides, there was a trace of blood on her white cheek, blood trickling down, and a strand of hair floated down.

This is her pure Yang attribute body, bleeding means injury, looking no different from real blood.

Chu Pianran’s exquisite body stood tall, with beautiful face and notable bloodstains, this injury added a "battle-damaged" quality to her.

In the distance, ancient disciples were lost, dead silent.

Chu Pianran muttered to herself, "Actually injured me, hmm, this is my mind’s reliance, not my true body, just a part of Consciousness Spiritual Light, understandable."

The modern people were horrified, a part of Pure Yang Consciousness Spiritual Light isn’t her entirety, far from her true body, and yet already so terrifying?

Chu Pianran revealed a hint of different color, saying, "Even so, among the Power Warriors at the same level, you should be the first, in my era, there’s never been a Power Warrior like you, even in the same realm, you might even compete with the strongest disciple of the same sect."

She transformed into a rain of light that left, not staying in the maple forest, leaving only a large amount of red leaves fluttering down.

Those ancient disciples felt their thoughts chaotic, they are actors in a play, could not distinguish, did not understand why Senior Sister Chu said so, is that familiar Inner Sect Disciple really a Power Warrior?

And the people of the present world were shaken, this newcomer actually received such high praise from the Immortal Tao’s successor - the strongest young Power Warrior?!

It was explosive news for them.

At present, such a potential terrifying Outer Saint?!

"Isn’t it our old friend?" Chen Bingyan secretly transmitted, with an uncertain look of astonishment.

Lu Zhenyi shook his head, saying, "Certainly not, though he once had exceptional performance, high talent on the Newborn Road, but shouldn’t reach this point."

In the deepest part of the vast Immortal Temple, in a Crystal Coffin, Chu Pianran fully awakened, saying, "Master, the immortality resin in the coffin has thinned, and Kunleng has changed, we should take this opportunity to alter the original trajectory and break free!"

Immortal fog flowed, this area unexpectedly had several Crystal Coffins, all containing life forms awakening.

Qin Ming pondered, if his status here is further elevated, he must seize the opportunity, use the resources of the Immortal Temple, to verify his skills, trial and error for future path, perhaps there are extraordinary "abnormalities" here?

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