Night Without End-Chapter 820 - 415: Yujing Explodes

As winter was nearing its end, the blizzard in Ye State remained intense. Before the resurgence of all things, another heavy snowstorm hit, with palm-sized snowflakes that seemed to fall like they were smashing down, rather than gently descending.

Additionally, there were winter thunderstorms, not just with muffled sounds but explosive roars, ear-shattering, with crimson lightning streaking across the pitch-black sky.

All these abnormal celestial phenomena seemed to be omens of something.

"Yujing hanging upside down, faintly visible, could it be related to these bizarre scenes?"

In the past two days, this was the topic most people discussed.

Occasionally, a faint giant city could be seen slowly falling from Outer Heaven, and in the thick mist outside the city, massive terrifying shadows twisted the space.

"What you and I see should only be a reflection; we cannot truly witness Yujing." The present Buddha’s expression was grave, and even various Ancestor Masters came forward.

"Let’s go!" Lu Yu said.

On that day, whether on the Newborn Road, the Immortal Road, or among the Esoteric Buddhism, the Ancestor Masters who had been discreetly "living off their elders" withdrew from the Earth City, disappearing from sight.

"Since the Ancestor Masters have fled, we ought to leave quickly as well!" Everyone from Ye State, young and old, ran away.

The Ancestor Masters of various paths set the prototype, and others followed suit.

Kunleng’s most famous tavern, the Imperial View Tower, with its ninth floor offering a view of the city, where crystal lamps emitted a gentle glow, Wu Yaizu stood by the window, gazing into the night, and said, "This snowstorm feels sinister. If it keeps going like this, some low houses will be buried. Might it really be related to Yujing?"

Xiang Yiwu spoke, "Yujing is awe-inspiring. That creature has disappeared, and in the past two days, it hasn’t forced us into Divine Travel."

After returning that night, they "compared notes" with each other, feeling uneasy. If given a choice, they would all avoid going to the chosen land again.

Qin Ming stood before the crystal window, looking at the snow-covered Kunling City, contemplating the words of the Artifact Spirit of Six Desires, his mind clear, perhaps able to glimpse parts of the foggy scene in the future.

He muttered to himself, "Cui Chongxiao, the owner of Xinhou, Cao Qianqiu, and others, could they all become obstacles in my path in the future?"

Wu Yaizu came over and asked, "Brother Ming, what did your wife say that she left in such a hurry, braving the snow?"

Qin Ming sipped a little from his wine cup and said, "She mentioned there are matters to attend to, and I guess the Furnace of Eight Trigrams is urging her on her way again."

Recently, the Furnace of Eight Trigrams had been restless, several times persuading Li Qingyue to set out immediately.

In the Kunleng wilderness, boundless night, on a stone cliff, Li Qingyue stood still, her long black hair flying, her eyes clear, appearing even more beautiful amid the large, falling snowflakes.

"What Qin Ming saw was merely a reflection of his thoughts, unrelated to the future." The Artifact Spirit in the furnace spoke.

Li Qingyue said, "He had once been near the domain of spiritual clarity in Earth City and saw a similar scene."

In the world, blood-red lightning occasionally lit up the night sky, and as the snow fell, the anomalies in heaven and earth became increasingly bizarre.

Li Qingyue asked, "Do you also not know what’s beyond Yujing?"

The Furnace of Eight Trigrams replied, "Even though new pieces of the Artifact Spirit have fused, I still can’t see through the current Yujing. However, it may be facing trouble."

"Is the Doushuai Temple still there?"

"Honestly, I’m not sure. We’ll only know when we reach there." The Furnace of Eight Trigrams confided, saying it only saw a line at the time, specifically a thin beam of light that suddenly sliced through, cutting open the Doushuai Temple.

The road ahead is unknown, full of danger!

"He’s here!" Li Qingyue spoke, and the Furnace of Eight Trigrams liquefied. She instantly donned armor and then, like an immortal in flight, soared into the mist above with her body.

"It’s you!" Cui Chongxiao exclaimed, immediately piloting a high-level Exotic Bird toward the ground. He himself could not fly and did not want to be intercepted in the air.

On the frozen ground, snow waist-deep, Cui Chongxiao, tall in stature, with eyes like lightning, asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Li Qingyue replied, "Let’s spar!"

"Alright, I very much look forward to it!" Cui Chongxiao responded.

Everyone now knew that the abandoned furnace in Li Qingyue’s hands had revived, and the lost Magic had been mastered by her; many were envious.

Cui Chongxiao looked at the armor-clad young woman before him and smiled faintly.

In this wilderness, a great battle suddenly erupted.

If people knew that Li Qingyue, who controlled the Furnace of Eight Trigrams on the Immortal Road, and Cui Chongxiao, the top young expert of the Esoteric Buddhism, were engaged in a fierce battle, it would certainly cause shock and uproar.

"Even stronger than the rumors!" Li Qingyue thought with solemnity.

She knew that the Cui Family was good at endurance, and Cui Chongxiao, having entered the Esoteric Buddhism from a young age, possessed a profound Taoist practice formidable enough to be frightening.

With a roar, the Furnace of Eight Trigrams flew forward, eight-colored Immortal Light ascending, and Eight Trigrams symbols shining, illuminating the entire wilderness.

Li Qingyue protected herself with just the furnace lid, wielding the furnace body to confront her opponent.

"Hmm?" Cui Chongxiao rapidly retreated, thinking he could rely on his Taoist practice and exotic treasure to block this opponent.

Now he was startled; the opponent’s Magic might not be as flawed as rumors suggested.

With a buzz, his body seemed to shrink, locked by the Eight Trigrams Rune, and flew toward the furnace.

In an instant, divine light surged, as if a sky-surpassing fire was about to burn through the firmament, a terrifying sight.

In Cui Chongxiao’s hand, a Divine Talisman appeared, with magic chains intertwined on it, and the talisman paper transformed into a Divine Rainbow, pulling him out of the "domain" formed by the Furnace of Eight Trigrams.

"Who is wreaking havoc?" From a distance, someone shouted loudly, and a Great Grandmaster abandoned his Flying Mount, descending to the ground.

He strode across a mountain peak, borrowing momentum mid-step, much like a great roc spreading its wings and soaring across, arriving faster than a typical high-level Exotic Bird could travel.

Evidently, a Great Grandmaster from the Esoteric Buddhism had been following Cui Chongxiao, the two deliberately maintaining some distance while traveling, and at the critical moment, he revealed himself.