Night Without End

Chapter 1397 - 587: God of the Previous Generation

In the night, Qin Ming’s robes carried drifting clouds as he stood suspended in midair, gazing toward the end of the sky.

The pendant hanging from his thigh, Bai Meng, asked, "Brother Ming, what’s wrong?"

"An opponent is coming." He answered, and began making the corresponding preparations.

The four pendants all grew tense.

"Could it be that a Grandmaster Level powerhouse is approaching?" Mr. Pei’s expression was solemn; he felt Qin Ming’s combat strength was terrifying and that any invading enemy had to be overestimated, hence his guess.

Qin Ming slowly descended onto a mountain rich with vegetation. Tang Yushang, who was holding his arm, and Bai Meng and the others clinging to his leg, all very consciously let go.

Golden silk, like fine rain, densely wove through the night sky, peeling away from Pei Shuyan and Cheng Cheng’s bodies and returning to Qin Ming. He needed to maintain his peak state.

Deprived of this protection, Mr. Pei and Cheng Cheng both became somewhat dazed, then primal instinct overrode reason, and their bodies began trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, they were far from their "territory", as if some terrifying "biochemical impulse" was driving them, urging them to return immediately.

This was what made the Wild Immortal Realm so creepy: it made people Lost, and would forcibly make them take root in one place.

"They’re about to go out of control!" Bai Meng said.

Tang Yushang was decisive. She took out the Shanhai Seal and, with a bang, smashed it into the back of Mr. Pei’s head, making his eyes roll white and plunging his consciousness into the deepest level of unconsciousness.

She signaled to Bai Meng, saying, "Why aren’t you making a move?"

With his own elder sister already providing the prototype, what was there for Bai Meng to hesitate about? He took out the Short Spear and used it like a club, landing a cheap shot on Cheng Cheng.

"You can’t..." Cheng Cheng still retained some reason and tried to struggle and dodge, but that only made it worse. He first took a hit from the Shanhai Seal, then another from the Short Spear, a mixed double beating.

With sorrow, his eyes rolled upward and he completely passed out.

"You’re not... going to let us go out of control too, are you?" Tang Yushang was genuinely frightened. Thinking of her experiences as a mountain bandit leader, her face still burned with embarrassment.

"No." Qin Ming shook his head. He did not withdraw the golden thread lodged in the two of them; there was no big problem on his side.

Besides, there were still three Bodies available inside the broken cloth.

"You all, get away from here." Qin Ming said.

As he spoke, he released the valiant and awe‑inspiring Two Puppets, had him change clothes and alter his appearance, and take his place to travel with the four of them.

This way, the five‑person combination remained intact, avoiding suspicion.

Qin Ming himself was also changing, putting on a blue robe and becoming a First Generation Grandmaster—the Righteous Light.

He did not conceal it; his Grandmaster Qi Mechanism naturally overflowed.

Bai Meng gaped, then sucked in the Night Fog, his heart surging. So this was Brother Ming’s true state? Sure enough, he had already stepped into the Grandmaster Domain.

But facing him like this, why did it feel like being stared at by a Wild Giant Elephant? His blood and qi were immense, filled with pressure, making Bai Meng quiver slightly.

Tang Yushang knew there must be a great enemy in the distance; otherwise Qin Ming would not be this serious.

Bai Meng realized it as well and then advised, "Brother Ming, why don’t we retreat first?"

Qin Ming lifted his eyes, his tone calm. "I’ve cultivated bitterly for many years to become a First Generation Grandmaster. If even now I cannot speak my heart freely, then what’s the use of this cultivation?"

Bai Meng was dumbstruck. This was Qin... Wanqiu, on yet another level.

Qin Ming said, "Set your mind at ease. If I knew it was impossible, I would never take the risk."

There was another important reason he chose to face this battle.

He had already guessed that the one who had obtained the secret of the Inner World Opening Heaven Axe alongside Xie Jinglei back then was Huang Zhaoting.

The part Xie Jinglei obtained came from the axe handle that had turned to ash.

Although Qin Ming had a resonance skill and had gained tremendously from Xie Jinglei, he believed that the imprints and even emotions left on the axe handle might already be incomplete.

Today, he wanted to complete the skill!

Huang Zhaoting had obtained pieces of the axe head, far superior to the ashes of the handle.

If Qin Ming could touch the physical fragments, he might resonate and draw out the complete Inner World Opening Heaven Axe.

Since he had encountered this today, he didn’t want to miss it.

Tang Yushang could feel that Qin Ming valued this opponent highly and asked, "Is the incoming person that terrifying?"

Qin Ming nodded. "By my estimate, he’s the leading figure in the hearts of the previous generation."

Within the Yujing System, to become a Grandmaster in your early thirties meant you would definitely be honored as a peerless genius, one rare in the world.

Even ascending to Grandmaster at forty was enough to shake all the Old Mountain up above, marking you as a heaven‑favored figure, the focus of all attention.

So if you judged only by top‑tier Grandmasters, Huang Zhaoting in his eighties was precisely the god‑tier version of the previous generation.

Tang Yushang understood Qin Ming’s temperament and knew she couldn’t persuade him right now.

"Just be careful!" She didn’t delay any longer.

The Two Puppets took Qin Ming’s place, hoisted up Mr. Pei and Cheng Cheng, and the five‑man team quickly left the area.

On the mountains in the distance, Bai Meng rubbed his hands, eyes burning. "Let’s find a safe place to watch the fight and see just how strong Brother Ming is now."

"Retreat!" The Two Puppets spoke, indicating they were no longer within the safe range.

Qin Ming stood on the peak, beneath him a waterfall plunging thousands of meters, roaring thunderously. The mist, lit by the nearby Fire Spring, rose in hazy billows like curling immortal fog.

He looked toward the horizon, sensing that his opponent was close. A few hundred li was nothing to a god‑tier figure of the previous generation.

A streak of Divine Radiance, unimaginably brilliant, like a Divine Rainbow shooting at the moon, pierced through the sky.

Along the way, experts from all directions were alarmed and utterly shocked.

Especially once they knew who was traveling, it caused a tremendous uproar.

In an instant, this patch of Wilderness was swept by winds and clouds. Experts from all sides spurred their mounts without rest, all following along, many with blood pounding.

At present, people still didn’t know who "Zheng Guang" was.