Night Without End-Chapter 907 - 444: Peerless Sword Evil

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Chapter 907: Chapter 444: Peerless Sword Evil

Above the Nine Heavens, the Night Fog Sea lies shrouded in darkness.

On the wooden boat, someone whispers, "Speaking of asking for guidance, yet immediately naming Taiyi, and those who conquered the Thirty-Six Heavens—is this a sign of confidence, or rather a touch of arrogance?"

Many nod, agreeing with him, believing those on the other side are quite conceited, with their posture somewhat high-handed.

Amidst the ink-like clouds, the Black Tower, standing like an inserted peak, once again emits voices of challenge, not just one or two beings speak.

"Friends from Yujing, we sincerely wish to learn from you, so naturally we want to spar with the strongest. What is wrong with choosing Taiyi?"

"I wield the sword, and should thus challenge ’One Sword’. I hope you can generously teach me!"

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Qin Ming stands quietly, his name continuously being mentioned, truly embodying the saying "twelve volumes of military books, each volume bearing one’s name."

Someone from Yujing responds, "What levels are you all at, naming the top from each realm right away?"

Immediately someone chimes in, "Taiyi’s at the top, suppressing a realm with one blade. His record is evident for all to see. If you’re confident, you can admire that blade’s elegance on the Sword Fighting Platform in Divine City."

Many nod, acknowledging Taiyi’s dominance in the First Realm, which indeed is formidable and hard to shake.

"And the top ’One Sword’, whose Pure Yang Sword Qi is unmatched, effortlessly wielding the wonderful truth of Sword Dao. You should ask yourselves, how many Sacred Evils can you refine into your body? Whence comes your confidence, thinking a random person can make the young Sword Immortal take the stage?"

On the Yujing side, many openly speak, highly praising Taiyi and One Sword.

Some genuinely admire them, while others feel that most of the top are likely Earth Immortals, thus praising publicly equals ingratiating before Seventh Realm old monsters.

Qin Ming is first in three lists, he is unavoidably central.

His various identities are upheld by others, and this feeling is indeed somewhat peculiar.

He even notices Cui Qi following along, lavishly praising ’One Sword’.

Even though the Cui father and son duo both suffered defeat at the hands of the Earth Immortal old monster ’One Sword’, after a period of fermentation this matter might not be a bad story.

The unusual color on Qin Ming’s face flashes by; when the truth comes to light in the future, what expressions will Cui Qi and Cui Chonghe wear?

The towering tower body, steep like a sword’s edge, rises straight up, conveying a sense of oppression through the clouds inside, some beings emerge, blurry in shadows.

"We are all in our youth, can afford to lose, unafraid of defeat. What’s wrong with challenging the top? Who doesn’t want to be first in a field, if lacking such fighting spirit, what’s left of youthful vigor!"

"Are you actually the lifeless old seniors?"

Most of these beings are cloaked in black robes, red robes, etc., covered from head to toe, some have significantly larger builds, not like human form.

On Yujing’s side, across hundreds of wooden boats, many are left speechless, indeed this question catches them off guard, among them are quite a few old monsters, slightly heartstruck upon hearing.

A high-ranking Earth Immortal from the New List speaks, "Ah, how audacious to speak like that. You, yes you, the wrinkles on your face could suffocate mosquitoes, care to speak of youthful energy?"

He cultivated a kind of divine eye to see the concealed true form of a certain black-robed figure.

Though he furrows his brow, indeed, there is a group of youthful beings on the opposite side, filled with vigor.

On Yujing’s side, many laugh.

Someone jests, "So it seems, unexpectedly an aged youth."

Qin Ming feels a stir in his heart, grateful to have borrowed the body of scarecrows and stone men etc., otherwise perhaps his flaws might have been seen, the possession items provided by the New List are indeed extraordinary.

"Since the top sees themselves as high and unreachable, let’s pick others, is the Heavenly Immortal present, can the Bodhi Saint accept our challenge, is Chang Xi willing to take the stage?"

"I seek to spar with Heavenly Elder and the Immortal of Colossal Spirit!"

Overall, the beings on the opposite side are ambitious, specifically challenging strong individuals.

Ultimately, it is the majestic Black Tower that voices to quell the group’s unrest, sending forth a gray-robed individual who introduces himself as having ranked ninety-eighth in Third Realm battles.

"I’ll go!" From Yujing, a genuine youth speaks up, brimming with spirit, abandoning the small boat to step into the relic in the night fog.

Above the Nine Heavens, lies broken land amidst the clouds, remnants of a destroyed Grotto Heaven.

Someone comments with a smile, "This lad ranks ninety-first in the Third Realm, surely pressing down the opposite side, attempting to seize the first merit."

An elder recognizes him, "Oh, coming from Sky City, no wonder he ranks so highly as a youth."

However, the battle result surprises everyone, the gray-robed individual effortlessly executes magic, a cold, black fog engulfing the spirited youth.

In an instant, a piece of eerie black ice appears, the youth’s face filled with despair and unwillingness, frozen within it, his face, and even body, crack with lines.

The ice shatters, the youth breaks apart, lifeless.

The scene falls silent, no one anticipated such an outcome.

Moments later, someone questions, "How does a lower-ranked individual defeat a high-ranked genius, and even kill—was there outside interference?"

The gray-robed individual speaks flatly, "Friends, I advise you not to idolize rankings, a real blood battle is harsh, don’t count on these list placements for confidence."

Why does this occur, when life and death are on the line at the Sword Fighting Platform, didn’t he display true strength?

Silence holds the scene.

Someone attempts to resonate with the New List, seeking truth from it.

"They hail from the Outer Domain, incredibly distant, there the Tao Rhythm radiated by Yujing differs, earlier when they competed on the Sword Fighting Platform they were restrained."

The New List responds, for it gradually discovers that certain individuals do not harmonize with the local Tao Rhythm, hence slowly identifies those outsiders.