Night Without End-Chapter 908 - 444: Peerless Sword Evil (Part 2)

Now, the Black Tower forms a special domain that allows them to harmonize with this heaven and earth.

Across from them, someone chuckled and said, "Friends from Yujing, surely now you don’t think we’re too arrogant and conceited to challenge Taiyi, Heavenly Elder, and Chang Xi, do you?"

Many people’s hearts sank, and their expressions turned serious.

Initially, they had confidently agreed to confront external foes, holding a certain psychological advantage, because most of the top-ranked individuals on the new list hadn’t vanished.

This meant they had a complete advantage in a battle from the same domain.

But now, they’ve been informed of such hidden facts.

Then they thought of the Lord of Yujing, who, like them, did not harmonize with this heaven and earth, yet had once reached the peak of the Second Realm. How terrifying that being was.

In front of the Black Tower, someone smiled slightly and said, "To be honest, there are still quite a few people on our side who haven’t appeared on the Sword Fighting Platform. This can be considered our first meeting with all of you."

On hundreds of wooden boats, many felt heavy-hearted, realizing these opponents might be stronger than anticipated.

Most critically, the Taoist lineage behind the Black Tower does not fear Yujing. If these individuals were the core talents specially trained by this major force, it would indeed be terrifying.

It’s worth noting that on their side, not a single person had entered Yujing; they were all raised externally.

The primary reason was the major issues with Yujing, having lost contact with the Sky City for many years, let alone places like Ye State and the Eastern Land.

Instantly, many people’s eyes changed, losing their earlier confidence.

"If this group came from that major force’s ancestral court, it’s as if mysterious figures of the direct lineage cultivated within Yujing are confronting us. Can we withstand it?"

"Is there any direct lineage alive within Yujing? They should step up in times like these."

However, the reality was that Yujing had exploded; no so-called direct lineage had emerged after such a long time, most likely leaving no survivors.

A woman stepped out from the Black Tower, her black robe covering her body with a streak of fiery red hair, resembling a flame lifting up. She communicated, "I was ranked eighty-nine in the Third Realm, and now I plan to risk challenging a warrior ranked about fifteen places higher."

She broke through the black mist and landed on this piece of celestial sanctuary relics. After waiting for a moment, she said, "Is no one daring to accept the challenge?"

A small wooden boat carrying a youthful-looking man sailed across the Night Fog Sea and quickly docked. He stepped onto the floating land and, without much ado, engaged the woman in combat.

Unfortunately, after a fierce struggle, he was clearly outmatched.

The woman, holding a Death Scythe taller than a person with both hands, swished it down, severing the man’s head and taking his consciousness spiritual light along with it, harvesting it.

During this process, the new list shone, attempting to preserve the young man’s life, but the opposing Black Tower also emitted dark light, its ripples abnormally intense.

"Is this what you call a friendly exchange? You’ve already killed two people." The new list displayed blood-red text as the Tao rhythm surged unstoppably.

The Black Tower, with its dozens of layers, emitted a Tao rhythm, saying, "Even among the same sect in a battle, deaths and injuries are unavoidable. How can an area’s order operate if everything requires intervention?"

In two consecutive battles, Yujing’s side lost, and those who died ranked higher than their opponents on the new list.

Someone in front of the Black Tower spoke up, "Now we challenge the Sect Realm, One Sword, and others. Do you still think we are being disrespectful?"

The first man in a gray robe nodded in agreement, "Actually, even I want to test the power of Yujing’s Sword Evil."

Saying such words in public seemed overly arrogant. After all, what was his rank? Only ninety-eighth.

Clearly, he did not believe that One Sword would engage in battle with him.

"I’ll go in." Qin Ming communicated with the new list. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

He sensed that this mysterious new list was "wanting to say something but hesitating," apparently eager for him to take action, so he decided to take the initiative.

Since nothing could be avoided, it was better for him to draw his sword sooner!

"Good!" The new list, indeed, was not reserved in its personal communication with him, hastily agreeing.

Qin Ming casually asked, "You know I have three identities, and sometimes opponents simultaneously challenge Taiyi and the Sect Realm. How should I enter the arena?"

The new list responded, after each battle, Qin Ming only needs to return, and it will make arrangements accordingly.

Qin Ming, with utmost seriousness, communicated with it one last time: "Keep watch for me, don’t let the terrifying scenes involving Earth Immortals happen!"

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The gray-robed man’s pupils contracted; he did not expect "One Sword" to actually come and participate personally.

The celestial sanctuary relics, hanging high above the Nine Heavens, were surrounded by the black Night Fog Sea, where two different Tao rhythms intertwined—one originating from Yujing and the other from afar, emitted by the Black Tower.

Qin Ming pondered, are there subtle differences in the Tao rhythms and rules of different realms?

"Please!"

Qin Ming spoke, and then swept out with One Sword, determined to first solve the opponent in front of him.

The gray-robed man was horrified, for even though the Black Tower provided him with harmonizing Tao rhythm, his rank could not leap significantly.

Despite using every means, as black cold mist surged violently, it was no use—he couldn’t block the brilliantly dazzling sword light.

With a "puff" sound, the gray-robed man was decapitated, the Sword Evil terrifying like a blazing Fierce Sun, tearing apart his spiritual field, extinguishing his consciousness soul light.

With just One Sword, Qin Ming ended this battle.

A group of beings stirred in front of the Black Tower; the top-ranked young Sword Immortal was unexpectedly powerful, somewhat exceeding their predictions.

"Indeed worthy of One Sword Piercing Thirty-Six Heavens, undoubtedly the paramount figure of our Sword Cultivator lineage!"