Night Without End-Chapter 376 - 228 Broken Cloth Gives Birth_2

Everyone started to flee frantically!

Because, this is not an ordinary territory, there are so many buildings, it must be a stronghold of Ghost Cultivators.

Qin Ming sensed something was wrong. Some of the old ghosts were too terrifying, with Yin energy soaring to the sky and realms frighteningly high. He certainly couldn’t outrun Yao Ruoxian and that group of old guys. Following them in escape would surely make him a scapegoat.

He immediately went against the tide, actively approaching a few young ghosts, then consciously allowed them to knock him to the ground.

Qin Ming protected himself with a dim Heavenly Light, letting them pounce and gnaw.

Of course, separated by a layer of light, these ghosts couldn’t actually harm him.

Sure enough, he was temporarily safe. Those old ghosts saw him being knocked down, and no one cared about him. They all rushed to the distance to chase stronger enemies.

Qin Ming couldn’t just stay here; he carried six little ghosts clinging to him and ran in a direction where no old ghosts were chasing.

He planned to take a detour and leave the boundless black mist of the Kunling Territory.

Along the way, sensing the overwhelming Evil Qi of the old ghosts, he immediately fell to the ground, letting the six little ghosts bite him.

Qin Ming was moving, fleeing, and stopping along the way, carrying the ghosts as he traveled.

During his escape, he was surprised to find a fellow traveler, an old guy from the Da Yu Dynasty, covered in blood and severely injured, carrying an old ghost while running.

However, the elder was very unlucky; another old ghost was chasing him, not giving up.

Apparently, this person didn’t have the strength to carry two ghosts and move.

Such old ghosts are extremely formidable, seemingly at least in the Third Realm.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming voluntarily fell to the ground and remained still.

What chilled him was that the elder didn’t behave like a human, bringing the two old ghosts towards him and smashing several little ghosts upon nearing him.

Qin Ming was angry and furious. He had done his best for the Da Yu, yet this old guy was so insidious, wanting to expose him to take the disaster for him.

Fortunately, the old ghosts didn’t look down upon him and still chased the Da Yu elder without stopping.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth; that old thing was too vicious, doing such a thing without any enmity.

He promptly re-hung two half-torn but not yet dead little ghosts on himself. In such a life-or-death situation, he had no choice but to do whatever it took to survive.

He chose another safe path, needing to leave quickly; here, those who acted inhumanly were more dangerous.

Not far away, deafening roars echoed; the elder and the two old ghosts were fighting desperately, a life-and-death struggle.

A moment later, Qin Ming felt something was wrong. All around him was quiet, yet his hair stood on end. He suddenly turned back to find a bloodied figure quietly approaching.

"Senior, congratulations on killing two evil ghosts, a brilliant feat!" Qin Ming spoke, though he was cursing in his heart. It was indeed the elder from before.

This guy wouldn’t dare to carry two ghosts, but in desperation, he managed to win the fight.

The elder was covered in wounds, staggering, with his chest and abdomen split open, forcibly closed with a secret technique, and a blood hole on his forehead, having paid a tragic price.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Hehe, young people are really patient. Fine, hand over all the gold tickets on you; altogether, there are five thousand Day Gold. That’s quite a tempting amount."

Qin Ming said solemnly, "Senior, I worked for Da Yu, risking my life, and in the end, you’re going to do this to me?"

In his heart, he was furious. The old man not only harmed him before but now also wanted to rob him, clearly intending to not spare his life in the end, needing to silence him.

The elder smiled faintly, "This is my own will, nothing to do with Da Yu. By the way, you have two Miracle Techniques, right? Hand them over too. My grandson, who is a useless waste like you, also travels the Newborn Road, just right to take back for him to practice."

Qin Ming wanted to cut him on the spot. This old man not only wanted to harm him but also insulted him like this. What kind of virtue was this?

The elder walked forward, saying, "What, are you still not convinced? Hand over the things, and I might consider sparing you."

Undoubtedly, he was not going to let Qin Ming go but was afraid he would destroy the gold tickets and miraculous techniques first, attempting to stabilize him.

"Don’t think about resisting; you, a little Outer Saint, can’t possibly be a match for a Third Realm expert, you’d be killed in an instant," the elder said indifferently.

He knew Qin Ming had amazing arrow techniques, but at such a close distance, the other party simply didn’t have time to draw the bow and shoot.

More critically, he knew Qin Ming’s Heavenly Light Force. Though extraordinary, it wasn’t like Tathagata Power, Yuqing Power, or the like. Even if he were heavily injured, the boy wasn’t much of a threat.

Qin Ming held the knife handle but hadn’t drawn it from the scabbard yet, saying, "Senior, you’re badly injured, and in this state, are you still going to ambush me?"

"Heh, even though my power has only one-tenth left, you’re far from being my opponent. Don’t fantasize about a miracle happening and making a comeback."

The elder felt the distance was about right, and suddenly, a trace of consciousness Spiritual Light with a slight Pure Yang Attribute shot out from his forehead, slashing towards Qin Ming.

On ordinary days, he wouldn’t need such proximity. Now, having been severely injured by the two evil ghosts, he was extremely weak.

With a clang, Qin Ming drew his blade, and the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade instantly shone brilliantly, far surpassing before because this was akin to the terrifying Heavenly Light comparable to the Four Imperial Force!

This kind of Heavenly Light Technique was more overbearing than all the legendary various techniques, like a Big Sun exploding, light illuminating all directions!

Previously, when Qin Ming fought in the Central Giant Palace, he naturally restrained himself, how could he reveal his true Heavenly Light Force.

The elder was astonished; his weak Spirit Light was actually ignited.

If it were any other day, he wouldn’t be afraid, having various means to kill the boy in front of him, but now his power was indeed merely one or two-tenths left.

He wanted to erupt but couldn’t because his forehead bone was cracked open, with a bloody cavity.

He groaned in pain, quickly retreating.

However, at such a close distance, the teenager advanced, blade light like a rainbow, chopping down directly, disrupting him with burning Spirit Light.

With a puff, the elder got struck. Although he avoided a lethal point, one arm was severed, detached completely.

"That’s it?" Qin Ming was astounded.

He was nervous earlier, prepared for a fatal battle, knowing well he couldn’t possibly defeat a Third Realm person at present.

Now he immediately realized that the opponent’s power was indeed reduced to a tenth.

The elder, enraged, found himself almost ambushed in a ditch, and turned to flee.

Qin Ming snickered, bent the bow and shot the arrow, the Jade Iron Arrow carrying his strongest Heavenly Light. With a puff, it hit the elder’s leg, immediately exploding a bloody cavity at that spot.

In an instant, Qin Ming rushed over.

The elder regretted endlessly, wanting to say something, but the teenager’s imposing manner was like a rainbow. The terrifying Heavenly Light Force followed the swing of the Jade Iron Blade, blocking his words.

He struggled to resist, exhausting all means.

Yet, he could only scream tragically in the end. An ear fell off, followed by an arm being severed, blood gushing like a stream.

Actually, Qin Ming intended to cleave him directly, but he dodged.

If once wasn’t enough, then another strike to finish the job. His whole body flowed with eight kinds of dazzling lights, like being covered with a Divine Ring, and he moved with the blade, charging through.

With a puff, this time, the elder’s body split in half, dissected open.

Qin Ming stood firmly, collecting his blade in the distance.

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