Night Without Borders Chapter 207
Chapter 207: Dragon Battles in the Wilderness
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Qin Ming felt an irresistible pull deep in his heart. He longed to visit that mysterious place and uncover its true nature.
Under the twilight sky, the forest appeared almost enchanted. Leaves and branches shone with a golden glow, while faintly glowing paths snaked among the trees. These trails overlapped with the real world, casting strange reflections, but they remained elusive and distant.
Even so, Qin Ming had no choice—battle was inevitable.
The Silver-Clad Young Demon stood upright, his black hair flowing behind him. He gripped a dark Measuring Heaven Ruler, and each swing unleashed a burst of demonic power mixed with celestial force. These strikes resembled flashes of lightning, slicing the air. Any tree or vine in his path shattered the moment he passed.
Qin Ming’s White Jade-Iron Blade gleamed with dazzling celestial light. In the span of a few heartbeats, it collided with the Measuring Heaven Ruler dozens of times. His arms began to go numb—a rare and unsettling feeling. This enemy was extremely dangerous.
With a loud crash, the two switched to punching and striking. Their electrifying blows slammed into each other, sending waves of force tearing through the air. Trees split apart, and the ground was scorched beneath their power.
Sensing imminent peril, Qin Ming refused to hesitate. Danger loomed in every direction—monsters crept among the shadows—so he struck first.
The Flood Dragon-Headed Young Demon charged with terrifying speed, his right hand morphing into a vicious claw. It looked like a dragon’s talon, aimed right at Qin Ming’s heart.
Sparks flew the instant Qin Ming’s blade met the demon’s claw. The Silver-Clad Young Demon attacked next, leaping fifteen meters high and landing with catlike grace on a towering tree.
Dodging their coordinated strikes, Qin Ming jumped as well, only to encounter another foe in midair—the Peacock Demon Girl. Like a divine rainbow, she crossed the distance in a flash. Though her figure was slender and elegant, her punch was vicious, and the phantom image of a colossal peacock flickered behind her.
Their fists collided at the top of the ancient tree, blasting it into a swirling cloud of shattered wood and leaves.
As the Silver-Clad Young Demon ascended higher, the Measuring Heaven Ruler sent out lethal black beams, like a raging storm of lightning. Simultaneously, the Flood Dragon-Headed Young Demon surged upward, claws poised for another ferocious blow.
Qin Ming swung his blade, crashing it against the ruler in midair. Sparks shot everywhere, like colliding meteors scattering celestial light. At the same moment, his fist met the dragon’s claw, resulting in a thunderous explosion of electricity dancing between them.
The forest erupted into chaos, leaves fluttering like snowfall before disintegrating to dust.
From behind, the Peacock Demon Girl attacked with uncanny agility. Her fist, bright as a spear of light, lunged for Qin Ming’s back, intending to pierce him through.
In a split second, Qin Ming kicked backward, using the thrust of her blow to launch himself away. He sailed past the trees and landed on a giant ancient trunk about twenty meters off.
But there was no time to rest. A girl with four pure-white wings—a Crane Demon Girl—dived at him with incredible speed. Her fist resembled a crane’s beak, unleashing beams of lethal power mingled with celestial force and deadly energy.
Right behind her, the Peacock Demon Girl followed, her pale fists blazing with energy. The Silver-Clad Young Demon and the Flood Dragon-Headed Young Demon closed in as well, coordinating their attacks to trap Qin Ming.
The forest rumbled wildly, their attacks lighting up the area. Powerful ancient trees fell apart, sending debris flying like a raging storm.
Qin Ming crashed to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He realized that the Silver-Clad Young Demon by himself was already a formidable threat. Combined with these other demons, his situation was far more dangerous.
In this desperate moment, the Fragmented Demonic Seed within him stirred, radiating a feverish excitement. His Dragon-Snake Force awakened, craving the heat of battle to grow even stronger.
Another opponent joined the fray—a white-haired Bull Demon. His left ear was partially torn off, seemingly by a Jade-Iron Arrow. Although he appeared human, his enormous strength allowed him to move so fast it felt like he was teleporting. Flames wreathed his fists, each blow crashing down like an unstoppable hammer.
With his bare hands, the Bull Demon deflected Qin Ming’s blade, forcing its angle away. Taking advantage, he charged in for a fistfight, then abruptly lowered his head and thrust forward with his horns—sharp, curved blades covered in runes and brimming with deadly energy.
Qin Ming dodged to the side and fought back, his blade erupting in a blaze of white light aimed at the Bull Demon’s head. But the demon’s horns, reinforced by dark power, clashed with the sword, knocking the demon backward several steps.
Even then, the other demons continued attacking together, forcing Qin Ming to leap into the air to avoid their combined blows.
At that instant, a golden Elephant Demon sprang out. Its trunk lashed forward like a glowing rope, instantly entangling Qin Ming midair and binding his arms tight.
Trumpeting with triumph, the Elephant Demon reeled Qin Ming in, intending to restrain him fully while the others delivered the final blow.
But a shocking change occurred. Qin Ming’s body erupted with gleaming golden threads—his Golden Silkworm Force—drilling right through the elephant’s trunk, leaving it a mangled, bloody mess of holes.
Bellowing in agony, the Elephant Demon lost its grip. In that moment, Qin Ming swung his blade with all his might, severing the trunk in one swift stroke. Blood splattered, and the truncated section fell to the ground with a thud.
Shrieking in pain, the Elephant Demon’s once-dominant power vanished. It returned to its true form—a mighty golden elephant, tall as a small mountain. The other demons rallied, attacking again with renewed ferocity.
Using the elephant’s massive body as a shield, Qin Ming dashed around it to avoid their combined assault. Enraged, the Elephant Demon unleashed swirling golden runes across its body. Its two tusks detached and launched themselves at Qin Ming like enormous spears.
Calmly, Qin Ming struck with his blade, chipping the tusks again and again. Summoning his Adhesive Force, he managed to capture both tusks, shifting the balance of battle.
Furious, the Elephant Demon roared and channeled its bloodline power, attempting to call its severed tusks back. Qin Ming’s left hand still clung to the tusks via his Adhesive Force, so when they flew toward the Elephant Demon, he was dragged along as well.
The Elephant Demon’s eyes went wide when it realized a brilliant slash of sword light was about to strike. In panic, it halted the summoning and dodged desperately. Despite its huge size, it twisted and ducked with unexpected agility, destroying any trees in its way.
Qin Ming refused to be shaken off. Determined to defeat this colossal demon, he sped forward like lightning, ignoring the others who chased after him.
But the Elephant Demon’s massive form worked in Qin Ming’s favor. Latching onto its golden hide with his Adhesive Force, he clambered up its back. He raised his sword and drove it into the demon’s head.
With a terrifying crack, his sword—charged with Thunderfire Force and echoing with a dragon’s roar—sank into the thick skull, carving a deep, bleeding wound. The Elephant Demon roared miserably, golden runes flaring like wildfire as it struggled to shake Qin Ming off.
Still, Qin Ming’s adhesive powers were unstoppable. No matter how the elephant bucked and rolled, he clung to it without budging.
The Silver-Clad Young Demon suddenly landed on the elephant’s back, swinging his Measuring Heaven Ruler like a black lightning bolt. In unison, the Peacock Demon Girl charged in with a flurry of powerful punches, while the Crane Demon Girl descended from above, her four wings outstretched, aiming a killing blow at Qin Ming. The Flood Dragon-Headed Young Demon and the white-haired Bull Demon also closed in, forming an inescapable ring.
Yet Qin Ming darted across the giant golden elephant like a streak of light, using its bulk to shield himself. He slipped under its neck, then around its massive flank, dodging every blow by a hair’s breadth. A surge of five-colored radiance flashed as he fused his conjured Five-Colored Blade with his White Jade-Iron Blade. He then thrust the combined weapon deep into the elephant’s neck.
In one smooth movement, Qin Ming sliced around the Elephant Demon’s neck. Blood burst forth like a fountain, spilling onto the ground in crimson rivers.
“Big Brother, help me!” the Elephant Demon pleaded in terror.
No matter how fiercely it thrashed, the golden runes on its body couldn’t repel Qin Ming, whose grip on it felt impossible to break. The Elephant Demon dared not return to its human form, afraid Qin Ming would lop off its head the moment it shrank.
As blood gushed, Qin Ming channeled a final burst of power. His body shone brilliantly, and his blade stabbed fully through the demon’s neck. A dreadful spasm shook the Elephant Demon, causing the entire forest to tremble as it flailed.
Then, with one last roar, the Elephant Demon stopped moving. Blood pooled around its enormous bulk, and its colossal head toppled from its neck, severed in a single stroke. Moments later, the mighty golden body collapsed with an earth-rattling crash. A second-realm Renowned Demon had fallen.
Some distance away, Jiang Ruo Li, Gan Jin Cheng, and Liu Han Ya watched in awe. Qin Ming had slain a Renowned Demon, even with a formidable group of demons present. Their shock left them momentarily speechless.
“You’ll pay for this!” hissed the Silver-Clad Young Demon, his voice cold and cutting. The death of his sworn brother at a human’s hands was a disgrace he couldn’t tolerate.
The other demons—Flood Dragon-Headed Young Demon, Bull Demon, and more—moved in with frosty stares, ready to finish Qin Ming. Yao Zu, unable to stand idly by, rushed forward, hoping to help his friend.
But the Silver-Clad Young Demon suddenly froze, his gaze fixed on the edge of the forest. Qin Ming felt it too—a violent stir within his body as the Fragmented Demonic Seed quivered in alarm, sensing a powerful presence approaching from afar.
Someone else carrying Fragmented Demonic Seeds was closing in, and their aura felt even more terrifying.
“Five Fragmented Demonic Seeds… That means someone has already devoured the others and is on their way!” the Silver-Clad Young Demon said darkly.
Qin Ming’s heart grew heavy. He was already hard-pressed by this group; if an even stronger foe arrived, possibly with two or three seeds combined, he’d be in deadly peril.
“Yao Zu, you have to take everyone and go—don’t go anywhere near that direction!” Qin Ming messaged his ally urgently.
“I want to help you fight! We can handle them together!” Yao Zu protested.
“No,” Qin Ming insisted, sounding every bit like a determined young adult. “You must leave. I can fight and retreat when things get worse. If it comes down to it, I won’t stick around and fight to the death.”
Yao Zu hesitated, reluctant to abandon his comrade. “But we should leave together, supporting each other on the way!”
“Listen to me,” Qin Ming said firmly. “Split off and get out. I’ll follow soon after. If we move as one big group, those bird demons might deliberately get ahead of you, using you as bait to drag me down.”
At the same time, Qin Ming urged Yao Zu to investigate the strange vision he had glimpsed earlier, triggered by the demonic seed’s resonance. Perhaps those phantom paths led to hidden wonders or a secret realm.
He shared his vision with Yao Zu, passing on the vital clues he had gathered, then steeled himself for the incoming threat.
Qin Ming understood Yao Zu’s rare potential as the sole prodigy of the Fourth Forbidden Land. With his special training, Yao Zu was certainly worthy of being called a “seed.” Pressed by Qin Ming’s firm insistence, Yao Zu finally summoned his companions and departed without further delay.
“What? An even stronger demon might be coming, possibly with two or three Fragmented Demonic Seeds?” Xin You Dao paled at the news. Gan Jin Cheng, Xiao Ya Qin, and the rest likewise turned white with fear. Facing a second-realm demon like that was beyond them. They hurried to escape, knowing they could offer Qin Ming no meaningful aid.
Meanwhile, the Silver-Clad Young Demon looked uneasy, quietly speaking to his demonic allies. They seemed to be discussing the best way forward.
Qin Ming spoke up with a calm but resolute tone, “How about we join forces? We can work together to defeat the demon who’s coming with extra seeds. Once that’s done, you and I can settle our scores afterward. How does that sound?”
Frosty glares met his words. This human had just killed one of their sworn brothers, and now he was proposing an alliance? After a tense silence, the Silver-Clad Young Demon nodded stiffly. “Fine.”
“Big Brother!” the white-haired Bull Demon exclaimed in disbelief.
“We need to deal with the immediate threat first,” said the Silver-Clad Demon. “I didn’t expect someone to have already devoured other seeds. That’s truly a headache.”
The other demons stayed silent, casting sidelong glances before reluctantly nodding.
At last, even the Bull Demon mumbled, “Alright, fine.”
The Silver-Clad Demon continued, “We have to figure out our plan. The one closing in on us is most likely an Insect Demon. It was already stronger than I am, and now that it’s consumed another seed or two, it’ll be a nightmare.”
His brow furrowed in frustration, and he turned to Qin Ming. “So, what do you suggest?”
Before Qin Ming could answer, the Silver-Clad Demon burst into dazzling light. Waves of silver energy rushed out, crushing the ground, destroying trees, and smashing boulders into dust. Suddenly, he attacked Qin Ming, aiming to finish him off in a single blow.
Qin Ming’s eyes narrowed. This betrayal took him by surprise, and the demon’s true strength was even more frightening than before. Acting on instinct, Qin Ming unleashed his Celestial Light Force, forming a radiant barrier of gleaming halos around his body.
This swirling brilliance, made from his many techniques and merged Celestial Light Force, shone like a blazing sun. However, such overwhelming power demanded a huge amount of energy.
They crashed together with an explosive roar. The Measuring Heaven Ruler locked against the White Jade-Iron Blade, while their hands and feet exchanged thunderous blows.
Blood stained Qin Ming’s lips, and he stumbled back, the pain in his organs almost unbearable. The white-haired Bull Demon gasped, “Big Brother is fully activating his Fragmented Demonic Seed with some kind of forbidden art!”
“Surround him! Don’t let him get away!” the Silver-Clad Demon bellowed.
He had never intended to join forces with Qin Ming; he wanted to kill him, take his seed, and become strong enough to deal with the larger threat closing in.
As the Silver-Clad Demon channeled the power of his seed, a torrent of silver light surged into his limbs. Though a complete Demonic Seed was said to be colorless, these fragments—split among several demon geniuses—mixed with their hosts’ individual energies, so the demon now radiated silver power.
Qin Ming, in contrast, still refused to merge the seed with himself, using it only as a source of fuel.
Bolstered by the seed, the Silver-Clad Demon had grown mightier than ever. Even Qin Ming’s strongest techniques, including his merged Celestial Light Force, were starting to falter.
Silver fire lit the demon’s eyes. Each punch blasted the air with sonic booms, turning trees into dust and generating deafening shockwaves. His Measuring Heaven Ruler slashed like a black dragon wreathed in lightning, tearing everything it struck.
Qin Ming spat blood more than once. The other demons joined in too, stepping up the pressure.
At that moment, Qin Ming made a move of his own. In a flash, he triggered a special technique from his Sixth Awakening—a radiant burst of power, much like his Celestial Light Force at full boil, erupted straight from his core.
The blaze of light carried the White Jade-Iron Blade Pendant at his neck. Although the Silver-Clad Demon narrowly avoided it, the beam tore through his left ear, destroying it completely.
A sharp cry echoed—urgent and filled with dread. The Silver-Clad Demon felt a jolt of fear, but he had avoided the blow. However, the Peacock Demon Girl wasn’t so fortunate.
Qin Ming had angled that strike to ensure maximum harm. The pendant, now shaped like a blade, pierced the Peacock Demon Girl square in the forehead, leaving a bloody hole. Her once-bright eyes went blank, and she dropped lifelessly to the ground.
Summoning the pendant back to him, Qin Ming steeled himself for another exchange.
Filled with grief and fury, the Silver-Clad Demon’s thirst for blood soared, and he hurled himself at Qin Ming yet again.
Though Qin Ming’s resolve stayed strong, his injuries were severe. Blood poured from his left hand, and his right hand barely held onto his blade, fingers trembling from repeated impacts.
“Big Brother, stop! Don’t let the Fragmented Demonic Seed take over!” the Flood Dragon-Headed Demon cried desperately.
The Silver-Clad Demon’s laugh was shrill and twisted, his voice strange and jarring. The silver glow around him grew brighter, and within the swirl of power, a shadowy figure began to take form—a dark echo of the seed’s corruption.
Wielding such monstrous power from the Fragmented Demonic Seed meant unstoppable might, but it also awakened its chaotic core. These fragments, torn from the original demonic seed, brought madness and leftover impulses that poisoned the mind.
Qin Ming thanked himself inwardly for his caution. Instead of fusing with the seed, he only drained off its usable essence, carefully filtering out its taint. That way, he’d avoid these dangerous side effects.
In the heat of battle, Qin Ming unleashed a second surge of power. Golden light, linked to his Seventh Awakening and his spiritual consciousness, swirled like shards of sunlight. He guided the Exquisite Gold Small Sword—a tiny blade forged from rare metals—to zip forward at lethal speed.
He bypassed the Silver-Clad Young Demon, targeting the Flood Dragon-Headed Young Demon instead. Though that demon had been on guard, he was still caught off-guard. His protective aura crumpled, and the small sword stabbed into his skull. Even though it couldn’t pierce fully, it left him reeling, his focus shattered.
That was all Qin Ming needed. He lashed out with his White Jade-Iron Blade in one clean swing. The Flood Dragon-Headed Demon’s head separated from his neck and flew through the air.
But this victory came at a cost. The Silver-Clad Demon landed a brutal punch, hammering Qin Ming down to the ground. He crashed into the earth, coughing blood and trembling.
Seeing how easily their companions were slain, the remaining demons wavered. The white-haired Bull Demon and the Crane Demon Girl both hesitated, clearly terrified.
Madness burned brighter inside the Silver-Clad Demon. His body shook, and the shadowy phantom inside him grew stronger. He roared as one with this dark figure, the last of his reason slipping away.
“Big Brother, snap out of it! Don’t let the seed consume you!” the Bull Demon shouted.
Qin Ming cast a glance into the distance. He sensed the powerful demon carrying multiple Fragmented Demonic Seeds was drawing closer, step by step.
“I… what’s happening to me?” The Silver-Clad Demon shook his head fiercely, trying to reclaim his mind. But with his spirit unbalanced, Qin Ming took the chance and pressed the attack.
Pouring all of his Celestial Light Force into his blade, Qin Ming struck with lethal force. While the Silver-Clad Demon’s raw strength was overwhelming, his erratic movements gave Qin Ming openings to exploit.
All around Qin Ming, brilliant displays flared to life: five-colored lights, streams of fiery Purple Core Thunderfire, and ripples of Heavenly Thunder Conjuring Earthly Fire. His blood churned, and faint dragon shadows seemed to roar within it.
“This confirms it,” Qin Ming thought, “my Celestial Light Force grows stronger in the thick of combat.”
The battle balanced out as Qin Ming adapted. He no longer spat blood every time he was hit, and his resilience forced the demons into a corner. In desperation, the Bull Demon and Crane Demon Girl lunged at him again, more cautious than ever.
Determined to end it, Qin Ming prepared his ultimate attack—a power linked to his Eighth Awakening and imbued with a hint of sacred insight. But the small sword only grazed the Crane Demon Girl’s head, slicing away a lock of her hair as she dodged.
He guessed she would slip aside, so he leaped and struck with his blade at close range. Too late, she realized her mistake. The Crane Demon Girl’s head flew off in a burst of light.
“No!” shouted the Bull Demon, voice cracking. Their teamwork was shattered, the Silver-Clad Demon was losing his mind, and they had no chance of winning. He turned tail and fled, followed by a few of his remaining underlings.
Only Qin Ming and the raging Silver-Clad Demon remained. Though the demon still fought like an enraged beast, the forbidden technique’s toll had drained him. His power fell below even its normal level, leaving him defenseless.
“I never imagined… I’d lose this badly. What a disgrace,” he muttered, bitterness twisting his features. But he simply couldn’t endure Qin Ming’s relentless blows anymore.
In one final gleam of white-hot light, Qin Ming sliced the Silver-Clad Demon in two. His body slumped in a pool of blood, and a blinding glow—the essence of his Fragmented Demonic Seed—shot toward Qin Ming.
Qin Ming pulled out a battered cloth woven with exotic metal. Channeling his Celestial Light Force into it, he activated the cloth’s hidden abilities. The seed was instantly snared in a gleaming trap.
Snatching the Measuring Heaven Ruler as a trophy, Qin Ming fled into the depths of the forest at once.
“Amazing. This cloth can actually refine demonic seeds,” he noted, feeling the distant presence of the other demon with multiple seeds weakening.
He then forced out the leftover remnant of the seed from his own body, wrapping it in the cloth so it couldn’t slip back inside him. Bit by bit, it began the refining process. Only after that distant demonic presence faded did Qin Ming finally feel more at ease.
Penetrating deeper into the forest, he continued refining the demonic seeds, using their power to enhance himself. Eventually, both seeds were absorbed, sparking a profound shift within him.
Though his wounds were serious, Qin Ming settled into quiet meditation. He systematically purified the seeds’ corrupt essence while absorbing their strength. His Dragon-Snake Sutra whirled with full force. His skin split and reformed, turning tougher and thicker, almost like dragon scales.
His blood blazed with life, roaring like a dragon. He felt himself close to the Ninth Awakening, his body now covered with faintly shining “dragon scales” that radiated a fearsome new power.
Far above Kun Lun City, Sun Tai Chu stood on dark clouds. His Pure Yang Consciousness Aura took on a human shape as he spoke in a somber voice: “So the leaders of the Secret Sect are willing to hunt the Auspicious Beast, but refuse to break into the Forbidden Lands?”
“Yes,” came the answer.
Sun Tai Chu’s face grew even grimmer. “The Secret Sect has produced someone truly remarkable, someone who intends to conquer every Forbidden Land in Kun Lun’s domain!”