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Novel: [Night Without Boundaries]
Chapter 145: [From the Abyss to the Clouds]
Author: [Chen Dong]
Translator: [Shadow Knight AK]
Editor: [Shadow Knight AK]
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The Black Peng, its entire body seemingly forged from Black Gold, stood atop a Great Mountain, gazing down at the moonlit plains.
It was healing its wounds, radiating astonishing energy fluctuations.
"Third Brother, you're truly ruthless, summoning demons into our territory!" the Black Peng growled, though it was relieved its rapid recovery had ensured its self-defense.
Otherwise, it might have faced challenges from powerful outsiders.
The Old Donkey quickly explained, "Eldest Brother, I was terrified! He's transforming Fourth Brother's Silver Heart blood—he's bound to grow even stronger!"
The Fire Scale Lion, more massive than an elephant, its crimson scales glowing with fiery light, was also healing.
Flames engulfed its entire body as it occasionally let out a low, rumbling roar.
Any other Outer Saint would have died from a skull fracture, but despite its agony and temporary madness, the Fire Scale Lion was gradually recovering.
The bloody hole in its skull was slowly closing.
A small amount of extraordinary True Blood glowed within its body, tracing its lineage back to the Fire Kirin, a supreme species dwelling in the deepest reaches of the Night Mist World.
The Black Peng said, "Since you've already summoned demons, I'll issue a kill order in my name. We'll rally more allies to encircle him—he must not escape the Land of Divine Lament Plains!"
"Okay!" the Old Donkey nodded immediately.
Under the cloak of night, the Land of Divine Lament Plains echoed with the roars of beasts.
Countless raptors spread their wings, slicing through the dense Night Mist as they circled above the dense forests.
Since the pursuit order had been issued, the territories ruled by the Four Old Demons had become a chaotic dance of demons.
Powerful mutant creatures roamed everywhere, including a small number of humans.
The silver radiance swirling around Qin Ming was completely absorbed into his body, and the rich medicinal fragrance permeated his being.
His Seventh Awakening had begun!
He could clearly feel the changes: wounds scabbing over, broken bones mending, his entire body burning hot as his flesh and blood seemed to be purified.
Surrounded by auspicious light, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit grew increasingly vigorous.
Within his internal organs, clouds and mists billowed like Immortal Mist, and a vibrant life force was emerging, akin to the arrival of early spring when all things burst forth in competition.
His broken bones were fusing and growing at an astonishing rate.
At this pace, they would be fully healed even before his Awakening was complete.
Without the refreshing fragrance emanating from the Silver Heart, Qin Ming's situation was now far better than before.
He activated Harmonizing With the World, blending seamlessly into the dense forest under the cover of night.
He had remained motionless for a quarter of an hour.
But the tranquility was soon shattered.
This region teemed with demons and monsters, and it wasn't long before a creature discovered him.
It was a ram, as black as ink and towering over ten meters tall—even larger than the Fire Scale Lion. Its two horns were thick and rough, lacking any sharp edges.
Qin Ming sensed danger immediately.
Sure enough, this black ram was no ordinary beast. It emitted no demonic aura, relying solely on its physical strength to rampage through the forest, shattering massive trees in its path.
Qin Ming suspected the ram had mastered Iron Shirt, its body enveloped in a black, impenetrable aura. It was ferociously powerful.
Still undergoing Awakening, with his bones barely rejoined, Qin Ming had no desire to confront such a formidable creature, fearing his bones might dislocate again.
He turned to flee.
"Boom!"
The black ram shattered a massive boulder blocking its path with a single hoof strike. Its rough horns tore through ancient trees like paper, as if determined to pierce the very heavens.
"I am Yang Dingtian!" the ram bellowed. "I've heard you possess the Silver Heart. Hand it over, and I'll spare you."
"I ate it!" Qin Ming retorted.
Yang Dingtian pursued relentlessly.
"Transforming you will serve just as well. The medicinal effects will linger for a time."
With a splash, Qin Ming plunged into a wide river.
But after swimming only a few miles, a massive, ten-meter-long fish forced him back to the surface.
Soon after, a mountain ape appeared—another colossal creature, standing fifteen meters tall.
Even without its Heavenly Light Force, its innate Spirit power far surpassed that of ordinary Outer Saints.
Qin Ming had marked this mountain ape in his memory.
He was being relentlessly pursued by the ape, its massive footfalls crashing down repeatedly, nearly crushing him several times.
The ground fractured, trees snapped, and the ape swung a bone blade—fashioned from the rib of a giant beast—with earth-shattering force.
Unwilling to engage and risk disrupting his healing bones, Qin Ming dove into a vast lake.
He soon emerged on the opposite shore, grimacing and baring his teeth.
The lake teemed with lightning eels, though fortunately their cultivation was relatively weak.
Qin Ming spent the entire day fleeing for his life.
Late that night, he finally found a moment of respite, enduring the stench as he hid inside the mouth of a colossal crocodile.
He never imagined he would be reduced to such desperate measures for survival.
Hunted by monstrous creatures, he had sought refuge in a swamp, coating himself in mud to lie low, only to encounter an Outer Saint-level crocodile.
This time, his patience snapped.
He charged into the crocodile's maw and unleashed his Heavenly Light Force from within, obliterating its life force without leaving a visible wound.
Lying in the crocodile's mouth, Qin Ming finally relaxed completely.
"The Six Imperial Ancestral Court's assessment for Core Disciples..." he murmured to himself.
This time, the Elder had divided the assessment grounds based on the disciples' cultivation levels.
In the Awakening Realm, Qin Ming had ultimately faced formidable Old Demons like Black Peng, Fire Scale Lion, and Yang Dingtian, whose power far surpassed that of ordinary Outer Saints.
If he were to advance to the Outer Saint Realm, would the next assessment place him in a region dominated by Spirit Field-level beings, forcing him to confront creatures from the Third Great Realm?
That night, Qin Ming slept deeply, his body undergoing an astonishing transformation.
Golden needles, guided by invisible threads, stitched and mended his wounds, while silver mud, like a potent Great Medicine, was applied across his entire body.
Every injured part of Qin Ming—including his fractured bones—emitted faint cracking sounds as they were "stitched" back together, then nourished by the Great Medicine, accelerating their healing.
The next morning, he awoke feeling invigorated, his condition better than ever before!
Apart from the crocodile's mouth's wretched environment, he had no complaints.
All his injuries had healed, his strength had increased, his senses were sharper, his Heavenly Light Force was more concentrated, and his Consciousness Spiritual Light and Divine Wisdom had deepened further.
"At this rate, my Seventh Awakening will be complete in another half-day!"
Now brimming with confidence, Qin Ming finally had his fractured bones fully healed, no longer hindering his combat abilities!
He emerged from the crocodile's jaws and washed himself repeatedly in the clear pool.
Thanks to his Heavenly Light Body Protection, he hadn't absorbed any of the creature's foul stench.
Qin Ming roasted an electric eel and ate some wild fruits, his eyes flashing with cold resolve.
He was already plotting his revenge; yesterday had been utterly humiliating.
Thinking of the Old Demons, he suspected the Fire Scale Lion possessed a unique "Extraordinary Blood" that could further strengthen his foundation.
By morning, the demons and monsters had lost their fervor in hunting him.
They likely believed he had fully absorbed the medicinal properties of the Silver Heart's blood and was now worthless to them.
At noon, when the night's darkness was at its weakest, a thick fog blanketed the Land of Divine Lament Plains. Qin Ming felt a surge of exhilaration as his Seventh Awakening was finally complete.
Instinctively, he sensed that his foundation had once again slightly surpassed its previous limit!
Yet even after acquiring two types of "Extraordinary Blood" and bolstering his foundation, the results weren't as dramatic as he'd imagined—only a marginal breakthrough beyond the limit.
"It seems that the foundation I established during my first awakening, with arms capable of wielding fifteen hundred catties of force, is exceptionally difficult to surpass."
After all, none of the Patriarch-level figures throughout history had ever achieved such a feat.
After his seventh awakening, Qin Ming's physical strength had surpassed the upper limit of 10,500 jin, yet remained below 11,000 jin.
Of course, this was merely his intuition, a rough estimate.
"To break through this limit and deepen my foundation, I need to find more Extraordinary Blood!"
Qin Ming realized that the Land of Divine Lament Plains seemed unique, with creatures possessing extraordinary bloodlines being surprisingly common.
At least, he had already discovered three such beings!
Beyond the dramatic increase in his physical prowess and surging strength, the Extraordinary Light within his flesh had intensified.
A swirling Golden Radiance now surrounded him, resembling the shattered remnants of a great sun mixed with luminous mist.
This was an ability he had gained during his Seventh Awakening!
Qin Ming took a deep breath, calming his mind. His cultivation was far from complete; in fact, the true qualitative transformation had only just begun!
He glanced at the vast plain covered in dense forests and murmured, "What a perfect place to practice the Yi Mu Scripture!"
He sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating the technique.
A refreshing energy immediately flowed through the area, causing the vegetation to rustle and a faint green aura to converge upon him.
Having already mastered the Yi Mu Force, Qin Ming now began consuming the Fallen Fruit to enhance this Force Technique.
Within the Fallen Fruit, the dense Otherworldly Heavenly Light seemed almost liquid, pouring into Qin Ming's mouth with dazzling brilliance.
Inside his body, it stirred violently—a force that would have overwhelmed ordinary mortals, their flesh cooked through.
But Qin Ming endured.
With each Fallen Fruit he consumed, his Yi Mu Force surged, until his entire body was enveloped in emerald light.
Moreover, the forest resonated with him, channeling its life force into him.
This was indeed an extraordinary technique, capable of prolonging life and elevating the essence of one's being!
Emerald mists swirled around him, and luminous vapors shimmered as the forest's vital energy converged upon Qin Ming.
The trees rustled like voices, as if communicating with him.
Finally, Qin Ming's skin became as flawless and white as jade, while his hair transformed into strands of crystalline emerald, each strand shimmering like a mountain spirit.
By consuming the Fallen Fruit and resonating with the forest, he had cultivated the Yi Mu Technique to a profound level, reaching the limits of his current physical form.
"The Yi Mu Scripture isn't just for nurturing life—its power is formidable!" Qin Ming's palm glowed with green light as he gently struck the ground.
With a thunderous boom, the earth shattered, the force penetrating deep into the subterranean depths.
With a gentle flick of his hand, a surge of green Heavenly Light Force struck a nearby boulder, instantly reducing it to dust.
When he ceased circulating the Yi Mu Scripture, his hair reverted to its natural black.
Next, he began practicing the Wind Thunder Force, a technique he had obtained from the weasel's Wind Thunder Sword Manual.
He valued this technique immensely, having long sought to master the power of lightning.
Though this wasn't pure lightning—it was intertwined with wind—Qin Ming was already satisfied.
The Wind Thunder Sword appeared to be a secret technique of a Great Sect, and its Force Technique was equally astonishing.
Lightning crackled around Qin Ming, accompanied by gusts of Wind Force.
With a casual punch, thunderous roars echoed through the air!
Most importantly, its destructive power was immense!
He then integrated the Lightning Force from the Five Elements Palace.
While not a profound lightning technique, it was still remarkable.
Following this, Qin Ming systematically enhanced each of his Heavenly Light Force technique forces: Minor Yang Force, Windfire Force, Metal Severing Force, Dragon Claw Force, Bright Light Force, and Jade Radiance Force.
Guided by the Silk Book's Technique Force, he fused them all into a unified whole—Return to One!
Yesterday, he had faced a near-death experience, hunted relentlessly by demons and monsters, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Now, after his Seventh Awakening, having integrated these diverse Force Techniques, he had once again ascended to the heavens.
Qin Ming had fused nine Force Techniques at once—an unprecedented feat!
Most of these techniques were obtained from Luo Fu Immortal Mountain while helping Li Qingyue retrieve near-immortal treasures.
In truth, he still had three Heavenly Light Force techniques left to upgrade and fuse, but he had already consumed all the Fallen Fruit.
Meng Xinghai had prepared many bags of Fallen Fruit for him, yet even that supply had been exhausted.
This was mainly because the Force Techniques he had fused this time were exceptionally powerful, requiring immense energy consumption.
Moreover, Qin Ming genuinely couldn't stomach any more Fallen Fruit.
For the first time, he felt he had reached his limit, temporarily "full." If he forced himself to eat more, he feared he might explode on the spot.
Having now fused the Four Great Extraordinary Techniques, he had mastered a total of twenty-seven Heavenly Light Force techniques!
When Qin Ming rose to his feet, the unified Heavenly Light Force surged through his body, undergoing a clear qualitative transformation and becoming significantly stronger than before.
This Heavenly Light Force shone brilliantly, enveloping him in an extraterrestrial celestial radiance, as if he were clad in sacred battle armor.
He resembled a young deity emerging from the dazzling sun, his every movement exuding transcendence and a formidable aura.
"Time to set out!" Qin Ming said, grasping his Jade Iron Sword and striding alone across the Land of Divine Lament Plains.
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END OF CHAPTER
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