Night Without End

Chapter 1379 - 581: First Generation Grandmaster (Part 2)

They moved on their own? Qin Ming observed closely.

Two Puppets were very composed and dignified; even while eating, they appeared extremely rigid, imparting a sense of oppression.

Even if Qin Ming made him grin, his face merely twitched slightly.

Little Worm was even more unmentionable; regardless of controlling him to give a gentle smile, he naturally exuded an evil aura, his gestures revealing the demeanor of a scoundrel.

The Chairman was very graceful, with a unique elegance in eating; her Dai Mei, white teeth, the corners of her mouth, and slender fingers, portrayed actions and charm far beyond Qin Ming’s control.

When he grew serious, could the bodily instincts and memories of the three still exist?

Qin Ming stared at the three bodies, could the "old flame" indeed rekindle?

Especially when Qin Ming controlled the three to raise their heads, three distinct faces met his gaze, making him feel like he was seeing three living souls.

"Calm down," Qin Ming thought it was time to cool them off.

The three figures flickered and were stored away in broken cloth; the dark and obscure cage-like mysterious space could return them to their original states.

"Could they really resurrect?" Qin Ming set down his wine glass and pondered seriously.

No wonder the top brass of the God-like Association, Wangsheng Yong, and the Strange Insect Alliance issued orders to ensure the trio’s safety.

Qin Ming realized that the identity of these three individuals might be even more significant than he had imagined.

He sipped a cup of wine and said, "No worries. As I continue to break through, reaching the end of the Newborn Road, it will be no big deal if you come back; what can you do against me? It’s not humiliating for you to stay by my side, pour wine, and serve as bodyguards."

Qin Ming relaxed, maintaining a peaceful mindset.

In the canyon, the night fog lingered, clusters of Fire Gold Thorn emitted a gentle glow.

Before Qin Ming, the ground was covered with insect shells, and he had become addicted to "cracking sunflower seeds."

In the night sky, the number of Crimson insects had halved, yet they persisted in a relentless, death-defying assault driven by primal instincts.

Qin Ming remained calm, with layers of sacred ripples surrounding him, blocking the swarm, capturing them methodically.

His transformation approached its conclusion, notably in physique and Pure Yang Consciousness, reaching a new height.

"Strange insects with wine, the world is mine," Qin Ming raised his cup and said.

...

In the distance, masters gathered, silhouettes flitted about. After the Huang Family blocked some crucial routes, they immediately launched a comprehensive search toward the direction of the Strange Insect commotion.

"The Crimson insects rely on unique pheromones to track opponents; we can follow the swarm’s trajectory to pursue them."

The Huang Family quickly assembled their troops and leveraged their powerful family background to secure enthusiastic responses, drawing in crowds to join their ranks.

As one of the most potent Old Mountains in the heavens, who would disregard them? If the Huang Family didn’t mount a robust counterattack after their members were slain, how could they maintain their prestigious standing?

The Huang Family’s fury shocked all sides.

Many understood, that the Huang Family had a Heavenly God residing in Yujing; if that Supreme Martial Hall reopened to outsiders for worship, their power and prestige would further rock.

Thus, when the Huang Family raised their banner, many actively responded.

Superpowers like Star Mountain and Thunder Marsh Palace were among them.

Additionally, capable young masters, prodigies of the younger generation, upon hearing the news, followed the tide, and some definitely offered assistance.

Many others simply joined for the spectacle.

"He doesn’t sell medicine without a hitch. But why? Even the grandmaster who politely negotiated with him was killed, so arrogant!"

This was the Huang Family’s grievance when they raised their banner; regardless of their might, they needed just cause to mobilize a force to besiege the madman.

"The forward teams have found traces of that man."

"But, some strong individuals are yet to catch up."

"No worries, the rest are not far behind. We shall advance, surrounding that Earth Realm."

In the night sky, many figures sped like the wind, gathering toward a Grand Canyon.

Even teams aboard Treasure Ships arrived; they were the expedition team launched by the Huang Family to the Wild Immortal Realm, standing on the ship’s prow, gleaming helmets, and bright armors, exhibiting strict discipline.

Along the forested path, birds fluttered up into the sky.

Moreover, a giant beast flapped its massive flesh wings, slicing through the night, leaving its nest to fly afar.

The Huang Family’s assembled teams made such a clamor that various high-level monsters were frightened away.

Qin Ming felt this, exploring the eight directions with his consciousness, showing a cold expression.

He detected the approaching Qi Mechanism of numerous masters, distinctly perceiving their specific ranks.

He remained exceptionally calm and unafraid.

Because the "Great Trend" lay in the canyon, here with him.

If ascending to grandmaster by just breaking through, he fled like a helpless stray dog, that would signify years of arduous cultivation had failed.

Qin Ming muttered to himself, "Fortunately, the breakthrough finished; the Fifth Realm’s newborn has reached perfection."

Otherwise, should he be interrupted en route, even if he could cope, ensuring personal safety, it would still ignite his temper greatly.

Qin Ming drank, watching the distant sky.

The Huang Family’s warship had arrived, followed by masters from all sides, clearly seeing the scene in the Grand Canyon.

At their level, the night fog posed no issue, barely obstructing vision.

"My God, he’s... roasting Crimson insects?"

Immediately, a group was stunned, widening their eyes in disbelief.

In the canyon, the ground gleamed with insect shells, the man seemingly picking crabs, flexing fingers, occasionally sipping aromatic wine.

Those are ranked fifteenth in the world, the Crimson insects, evolving to the Late Stage, their swarm can even destroy the topmost Earth Immortal Dynasty.