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Night Without End

Chapter 532: 309: Morale Soaring

Author: Chen Dong
updatedAt: 2025-09-04

Chapter 532: Chapter 309: Morale Soaring

With a thunderous explosion, the night fog burst apart, and the majestic figure of the Golden Lion was sent flying backwards, his whiskers and chest stained with blood.

Under the vast sky, atop the densely packed raptors and flying beasts, all the hunters tensed up.

The Golden Lion was still flying backward, yet to come to a halt. Apart from the impact from Leng Mingkong’s punch, he himself was accelerating, deliberately leaving the battlefield.

A few people knew what he was doing, but no one spoke up or tried to stop him.

Suddenly, the Golden Lion’s expression changed slightly, as he felt resistance from his back. Layers of rune ripples spread out from the edge of the desert.

He realized that the legendary Ancient Artifact, the Heaven Suppressing Divine Pillars, had already taken effect, making it very difficult for him to break through.

The opponent did not dare to fully activate the forbidden power of the Divine Stake, but still temporarily sealed off the four directions.

He was testing the pressure, his body still retreating.

Leng Mingkong, calm and composed, stood under the night sky and said, “Old Lion, how long will you keep acting? You can’t escape today, pretending to be severely injured, only adds to the laughter!”

The Golden Lion stopped. He knew he had been locked onto, and the opponent would not give him a chance to test the pressure or break the formation, preparing to launch a thunderous attack.

At their level, though it seemed they stood at opposite ends of the night sky, this distance was not enough for him to escape the terrifying spiritual field of the other.

Indeed, Leng Mingkong was coming for the kill!

In a thought, wind and thunder stirred, and the entire night sky was illuminated by the celestial light emitted from his body.

Along the way, there were cries from people and roars from beasts. All the hunters withdrew in shock, from the young to the senior figures, like frightened night birds spreading their wings, dashing to the sides.

Leng Mingkong hailed from the Outer Square Yang Earth and was a renowned pioneer of the present age on the Immortal Road, his might unfathomable.

On his path, there were naturally other strong sixth-realm forces of the Mysterious Race trying to intercept.

However, just the Ancestor Masters on the Immortal Road were over a dozen, with someone immediately showing divine light in their eyes, instantly locking onto targets with consciousness spiritual light.

Leng Mingkong seemed to teleport, arriving at the horizon in the blink of an eye.

“Roar!”

The Golden Lion’s body was tall, his mane entirely golden, now letting out a dull roar, truly like an old lion that had become divine, pouring out golden light that illuminated the night sky.

And its sonic waves transformed into tangible runes, like tides crashing across the sky. If in a city at this moment, these sonic waves alone would bring bloodshed, wreaking havoc.

Leng Mingkong merely uttered a light reprimand, instantly blocking all the golden runes under the night sky, causing them to become chaotic and then burst apart.

He stood across the sky, facing the towering figure wielding the Wolf Fang Club, as calm as a figure in a painting.

The Golden Lion let out a great shout, violently shaking the desert, with the raging winds howling and thunder rolling. The black Wolf Fang Club in his hand came crashing down with the might to destroy a city.

The glow emitted filled this part of the night sky, turning the long night into day.

Leng Mingkong’s posture was upright, with black hair reaching his waist, appearing about twenty-five or twenty-six, his eyes as brilliant as stars, standing quietly in the void, his presence pristine.

Facing the attack that seemed like Immortal Mountain pressing down, his legs did not move a fraction, but he merely lifted his right arm to meet it, his index and middle fingers joined, thrusting towards the Wolf Fang Club.

The people’s minds were shaken, even the strong ones of the Sixth Realm had stern faces.

This was a full-force duel of the top levels from both sides, with the initial battle concerning the overall momentum, and Leng Mingkong daring to confront with just two fingers seemed overly arrogant.

“Clang!”

In the night sky, the heavy Wolf Fang Club, flowing with cold and black metallic luster, was actually blocked by those two fingers, unable to press down.

At the tip of Leng Mingkong’s fingers, dazzling light erupted, causing the Wolf Fang Club to continuously tremble.

“The rumored Immortal Slaying Finger, you actually mastered it!” The Golden Lion’s eyes showed cross patterns, greatly moved in his heart.

Crack!

Under the shocked eyes of the people, Leng Mingkong’s white fingers cracked the Wolf Fang Club, then shattered explosively, with black metal fragments flying in all directions.

In the distant sky, a high-grade Flying Beast caught in the fragments of the Wolf Fang Club exploded into a mass of blood mist on the spot.

The four directions were all astounded!

Especially those on the side of the Hunting Civilization, all felt chills down their spines, for this Old Monster from Outer Square Yang Earth, whom they had studied closely, was even more terrifying than imagined.

In the Immortal Tomb Territory, morale surged, and cheers erupted.

On the other side, Helian Chengyun’s second wave of arrows flew out, his youthful form elegant yet stern, his Crimson Gold Armor radiating divine radiance. He resembled a phoenix undergoing Nirvana.

Across from him, the strong contender of the Two-headed Wolfman Clan was utterly overpowered in the arrow exchange, with his shoulder exploding into blood and flesh, half of his scapula flying out.

Both sides naturally were fully engaged in this contest, with each arrow carrying vast Tao rhythm and pressure, and the Sixth Realm Ancestor Master of the Two-headed Wolfman Clan had already been severely injured.

Helian Chengyun stood with the bow, intimidating many of the mysterious race experts ahead.

The present Buddha took great strides forward, his large form beginning to emit Heavenly Light, cutting through the night fog like a massive proud sun crossing the sky.

Someone had just named him earlier, and while he had no words now, his actions spoke volumes.

The presence of the Tathagata required only a single punch.

The high-ranking officials of the Hunting Civilization couldn’t help but think of the Past Tathagata. Even that old fellow back then did not seem as blood- and vitality-filled or as terrifying as this individual now.

Some strong mysterious race figures felt their beliefs waver; this eastward venture was an extremely erroneous decision.

At this time, the Giant Clan expert, integrated into the Hunting Civilization, stepped forward. His body was as massive and mighty as a mountain, casting a large shadow over the desert, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

The Sixth Realm expert of the Giant Clan stepped forward, shaking the desert. Subsequently, his entire blood energy surged violently, forming Chixia outside his body, radiating into the void, impacting even distant onlookers who couldn’t bear it.

Above his head, dark clouds churned, his blood energy stirring the celestial phenomena.

The present Buddha said not a word, suddenly arriving in front with a swift movement.

The two struck almost simultaneously.

The giant followed the path of The Immortal of Colossal Spirit, his blood and divine power mixing, causing the night sky to almost explode, his fist winds vast and thunderous.

When his fist came crashing down, it felt like a mountain falling, enormous, terrifying, and with billowing blood energy, intimidating all who beheld it, causing souls to tremble.

The present Buddha’s body appeared much smaller in comparison, yet completely blocked his opponent, his fist fronted by infinite Heavenly Light, irresistibly overpowering.

In the instant their fists clashed, both ascended into the air, with a boom, and the clouds in the sky dissipated with the shock of their fist-light.

Many hearts trembled, retreating involuntarily.

“Roar!” the giant bellowed, his entire body agitating with blood energy, divine power ablaze, as if he were a divine being steaming with Chixia, incredibly fierce, every move showcasing extraordinary spectacles of heaven and earth.

The Buddha remained calm and composed, continuously punching.

People saw, a large amount of blood spilling, the Sixth Realm giant Ancestor Master wore a pained expression, parts of his right hand’s flesh had fallen off.

In the process of exchanging blows, he couldn’t withstand the present Buddha whose figure was much smaller, his right hand trembling, stained with blood, some fingers already exposing bones.

In the first clash, the side of the Immortal Road and rebirth held a significant advantage, directly boosting everyone’s confidence, many young disciples were extremely excited.

“The Ancestor Masters deceived us terribly!” At this moment, someone couldn’t help but speak.

Today, their moods were truly on a rollercoaster.

Some even cried tears of joy, now feeling as if they rose from hell to heaven.

In fact, a month ago, some mentioned the Ancestor Master had slain the Mirage Immortal thirty-four years ago, apparently not everyone was kept in the dark, some had realized.

After the Mirage Fragrance was lit, the scene was false, but some energy fluctuations were not illusions, those Heavenly Light, Immortal Tao Runes, were real and manifesting externally.

Earlier today, the Ancestor Masters were stretching their muscles, flexing, in preparation for the real major battle, with some even polishing their weapons and practicing with them.

“My tears were shed in vain.” Someone said with red eyes.

Immediately, a disciple, personally passed down by an Ancestor Master, glared over, implying, did you really hope for the Ancestor Master to pass away?

An Ancestor Master calmly spoke: “More despair is better, the pioneering of the past, when confronting the Class of God, Immortal Yu, the real desperate situations faced by predecessors were far more terrifying and bloody than your recent emotional journey. Let’s go through some trials, bringing you out wasn’t meant to enjoy the sights of the mysterious realm, but to be bloodied, to penetrate the boundary of life and death, to see your true self within.”

Many nodded, wiping weapons, summoning exotic treasures, focusing on the dense raptors and flying beasts in the night sky, as those were their opponents.

“So the all-knowing travelers were all Ancestor Masters!” someone sighed.

At this time, the sound of thunder echoed from the night sky in front, the Ancestor Masters of the Immortal Road, Esoteric Buddhism, and rebirth all shouted.

“Today’s battle will decide the universe, utterly wipe out the opponents!”

In the Immortal Tomb Territory, whether young disciples, young adults, or notable figures and Great Grandmasters followed with roaring: “Today’s battle will decide the universe, wipe out the opponents!”

In an instant, flying swords soared, spiritual artifacts chimed collectively, exotic treasures traversed the sky, and the clashing sounds of armor echoed incessantly.

At this time, even the youths who had never witnessed such grand scenes were roused with fervor.

“Bone Mirror, rise!”

Some Ancestor Masters shouted, one after another treasure mirrors soared into the sky, hanging high, reflecting the figures with terrifying energy within the bodies on the opposite side.

The Ancestor Masters were screening Sixth Realm strong foes, those would be their opponents.

Sure enough, Ancestor Masters of the mysterious race hid among young knights, attempting to blend in, but now they were exposed, without escape.

In an instant, some Heavenly Light shone through thick clouds, divine power shredded the desert in the front, there were Immortal Lotuses blossoming layer by layer in the void.

The Ancestor Masters of rebirth, Esoteric Buddhism, and the Immortal Road, each struck from the sky and the ground, locking onto their targets.

The front’s heaven and earth seemed torn apart, blinding light illuminated, making the entire time and space appear warped and collapsing.

The Grandmaster-level battle erupted fully!

As for the overwhelming raptors and flying beasts, they all fled the main battlefield, fearing being dragged into the storm of the Sixth Realm strong fighters’ duel.

Some Ancestor Masters of the mysterious race insistently avoided battle, once they fled into the team of young knights, these younger ones were destined for tragedy, to be shattered in the brilliant radiance.

The Ancestor Masters of the various paths had serious expressions, not underestimating the enemy, for the hunting civilization on the opposite side had integrated several races, the gathered Sixth Realm strong fighters weren’t few, nearly twenty.

“The Ancestor Masters have set an example for us, it’s time for us to strike!” the Great Grandmasters shouted.

They also used the Bone Mirror, reflecting upon the dense figures mounted on the rides.

“Kill!”

Outside the main battlefield, the Grandmasters advanced.

The youths behind hollered: “Pierce through the realm of life and death, see your true self within, temper the path ahead with blood and fire!”

“Defend against the enemy outside, the time to build merits has come!” There were elder figures inspiring the youth, informing everyone that after the war, merits would be rewarded, Secret Scripture, Big Medicine, Exotic Treasures would be all available.

At this moment, the morale here soared to the peak.

Even Qin Ming, Xiao Wu, Xiang Yiwu, and others were all ablaze with fervor, starting to charge forward, seeking their respective suitable opponents!

“Are there Vajra Fruits?” Qin Ming shouted.

“Yes!” an old senior surprisingly responded seriously.

Xiang Yiwu, like a young Buddha, with Heavenly Light surging from within, followed by shouting: “Seniors, at least prepare three Vajra Fruits!”

Wu Yaizu, with each strand of his short hair glowing, also shouted: “We also very much need the juice of the Vajra Treasure Tree!”

“As long as your performance exceeds expectations, anything is possible!” an elder laughed heartily.

In the tension of this great battle, they were still interacting, bursting into laughter, which immediately infected many people around them.

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