CHAPTER 534: CHAPTER 310: TRAVERSING THE NIGHT SKY (PART 2)

"The weakest among you is truly your generation. It’s useless. You have extraordinary combat techniques but lack the courage of blood. Why did some of you hesitate and panic at the final collision?"

The Immortal Road, the Esoteric Buddhism, and the Newborn Road all had Elder-level figures reprimanding them.

"Are you bean sprouts in a greenhouse? If you don’t take them out to practice, you don’t know how weak they are!"

Some people quietly reminded not to criticize too harshly, as back in their days, these old folks weren’t as good as the young disciples they see now.

The night sky was filled with flying mounts diving down again, bringing with them fierce gusts of wind and accompanied by the cold gleam of metal.

Qin Ming held his Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade in hand, his gaze like lightning. With a swish, he split a flying beast akin to a bat in two, its rider also halved by the blade light.

Then, he leaped up, a flash of white blade light slicing through, severing the neck of a black peacock.

Its owner roared in anger, standing on the headless peacock, wielding a long spear, and stabbing downwards with purple flame.

With a clang, Qin Ming slashed the long spear in the person’s hand, followed by an incredibly quick slash that sent the head flying askew.

Blood splattered everywhere, the blade in Qin Ming’s hand dripping with blood as he hovered in mid-air, and numerous riders simultaneously attacked him.

In a flash, a majestic Vermilion Bird with radiant red wings and a towering Azure Dragon carrying Qingyun emerged mid-air from within his body.

The Heavenly Light in Vermilion Bird Form swept through, flames burning, and two people screamed miserably, feeling not only their bodies charring but their lifespan also rapidly diminishing.

The Azure Dragon swept across, striking two youths fully clad in armor, causing the metal masks on their faces to shatter into fragments, and they groaned muffledly.

The two legendary Sacred Evils, upon striking their opponents, not only shattered their internal organs and bones but also let them clearly sense the reduction of their lifespan.

Even Qin Ming himself experienced nearly two hundred years shaved off while refining the five Sacred Evils, let alone them?

Though only in brief contact, these riders were greatly shocked, fear gripping their hearts!

As Qin Ming landed, five corpses of flying mounts fell around him, their owners also meeting their end.

"Here is a super seed youth; he has actually fused the legendary Vermilion Bird Holy Slaughter and Azure Dragon Saint’s Slaughter. Gather quickly to eliminate him!" In the night sky, some riders communicated telepathically.

As they advanced eastward, higher-ups issued orders. For young Hunters like them, if they were to encounter formidable seeds, they must kill them at all costs.

Otherwise, in several hundred years, they would face a Grandmaster Level personage, and if there was a chance in the current era, they must naturally extinguish such super seeds now.

Even though they lost today and the situation was dire, many young Hunters still remembered their Ancestor’s words and continued executing them.

In a flash, more than ten flying mounts charged at Qin Ming from all directions, all bursting out beams of light, some wielding Exotic Treasures, some launching Immortal Secret Techniques, and some swinging Heavenly Light.

The scene was dazzlingly colorful with a myriad of light rain, completely covering Qin Ming’s battlefield; the brilliant spectacle was extremely perilous.

If it were another youth, under such saturated attacks, their body would be shattered, dying tragically on the spot.

Qin Ming seemed like a ghost traversing the Night Fog Sea, narrowly avoiding these blinding beams of light. Although he could endure them, he chose not to exert even a fraction of unnecessary energy on the battlefield.

At the same time, he also drew the flying mounts closer.

Sure enough, they dived again, believing that a closer engagement would allow them to unleash mental attacks and Heavenly Light Force, making it hard for their opponent to dodge.

Around Qin Ming, the Heavenly Light Force of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water appeared, constructing a brilliant spectacle of Heavenly Light, followed by a burst of Thunder Light as Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon rushed forth.

Mid-air, a dozen muffled groans echoed, as in the swirling Heavenly Light Force of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water, several were torn apart, blood and bone fragments falling.

Qin Ming soared upwards, his fists and blade light flashing, subsequently shredding a dozen Raptors and Fierce Beasts along with their riders, whose bodies fell to the ground.

Nearby, many youths witnessed this scene, their hearts immensely shaken; such enemy-killing efficiency was terrifying.

Luo Jingxiao was internally shocked, realizing a good portion of the knights Qin Ming slew were in the Third Realm.

Wei Cheng was dumbstruck, glancing at his opponents slain, yet not as many as Qin Ming’s, although their targets were equally strong.

Qin Ming paid no heed to the surrounding gazes, clutching the bloodstained Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, gazing towards the night sky in search of more opponents.

As for the Combat Merits, he need not worry about calculating them now; a Memory Crystal would record them for future tallying.

Another group of young Hunters wielding Spiritual Artifacts charged forth. Some unleashed Flying Swords, attempting to cut down Qin Ming from afar.

The scarlet Heavenly Light Force on Qin Ming’s body detached, it was the Vermilion Bird Holy Slaughter, resembling a brilliant blade light, sweeping across and severing several Flying Swords.

Qin Ming invoked his full power, with the transformed red Saint Bird more lethal than a Flying Sword within a limited range.

Whoosh!

Blood splattered in the night sky as this attacking group quickly fell, turning into cold corpses.

The surrounding young Hunters dared not approach, for though the Ancestor had given orders, their lives were more important.

Qin Ming felt somewhat helpless; he could only hover briefly and could not fly long distances; soon, peace resumed around him, leaving no opponents.

"Qin Ming, I’ll gift you a Thunder King Bird." Fourth Princess of Great Yu, Yao Ruoxian, stood on an Exotic Bird shrouded in golden electric light.

Beside her was another Exotic Bird, its wings emanating purple electric light, currently on temporary requisition from a noble of Great Yu as a high-level mount.

She introduced, "A Third Realm Thunder King Bird, faster than any Late-stage Fourth Realm Exotic Bird."

"Thank you!" Qin Ming beamed with smiles, as he was in need of a mount.

Though it wasn’t the Sovereign Bird Yao Ruoxian mentioned before, it was an exceedingly rare variety.

The next moment, Qin Ming stood on the Thunder King Bird’s back, soaring towards the young Hunters.

The sky was densely filled with flying mounts, with intense aerial battles ongoing; both the Immortal Road and Esoteric Buddhism had flying mounts.

Now, with Qin Ming riding the Thunder King Bird, like adding wings to a tiger, he traversed the night sky, wielding the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade and accompanied by the Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon Sacred Evils.

Continuously, high level abnormalities and Hunters perished wherever he passed, tumbling down from the sky.

His fearsome efficiency in taking down enemies terrified the young Hunters around, witnessing how just a single swipe of his blade could end a foe’s life.

In the distance, a golden-masked youth charged in on a flying beast, exuding an impressive aura, undoubtedly a seed from the hunting party.

This youth was well-known among the Hunters around for having a powerful lineage, and was under the rigorous training and supervision of a great personage.

Yet now, wearing the golden masked youth failed to subdue Qin Ming.

Blood sprayed as the golden masked youth was split in half by the dazzling blade light, along with his mount severed in twain.

"What, Tuoba Han was killed!"

The area descended into chaos, with many Hunters deeply shaken.

From afar, a Fourth Realm cultivator charged, riding a flying beast, radiating fierce momentum. This was undoubtedly a seed youth of the hunting party.

Luo Jingxiao’s heart was shaken. This guy had slain half the knights in the Third Realm.

Wei Cheng was stunned, observing his defeated opponent, yet finding he had not defeated more than Qin Ming had. The critical point was their opponents were equally formidable.

Qin Ming paid no heed to the surrounding stares as he held his bleeding Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, looking for more opponents in the night sky.

As for the Combat Merits, he didn’t need to calculate them now; the Memory Crystal secured them for later tallying.

In came another group of young Hunters, wielding Spiritual Artifacts, attempting to slash Qin Ming remotely with their Flying Swords.

From Qin Ming’s body, the Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water types of Heavenly Light Force appeared, creating a spectacular scene of Heavenly Light, followed by the eruption of Thunder Light, with the Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon rising together.

A dozen muffled grunts echoed mid-air as several were shredded while the Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water types of Heavenly Light Force swirled, with fleshy fragments and broken bones plummeting down.

Qin Ming ascended higher, his fists and blade light flashing instantly, and a dozen Raptors and Fierce Beasts along with their riders were torn apart, their corpses crashing to the ground one after another.

Nearby, many young warriors were immensely shocked by what they witnessed; such enemy-killing efficiency was terrifying.

Luo Jingxiao’s heart shook as the knights Qin Ming had slain included a significant number from the Third Realm.

Wei Cheng was astonished; he looked at the opponents he had defeated by his own hand and was surprised not to have more than Qin Ming, despite both having opponents of similar strength.

Qin Ming paid no heed to the surrounding gazes, clutching his blood-stained Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, gazed at the night sky, still seeking opponents.

As for the Combat Merits, he wasn’t concerned about counting them now because he had a Memory Crystal that would handle the tallying later.

Meanwhile, another group of young Hunters, wielding Spiritual Artifacts, aimed with their Flying Swords to strike Qin Ming from afar.

Around Qin Ming, the Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water forms of the Heavenly Light Force materialized, building a dazzling spectacle of Heavenly Light, followed by the eruption of Thunder Light as the Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon soared up.

In mid-air, sounds of muffled grunts echoed as several were torn apart by the rotating Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water Heavenly Light Force. Blood, flesh, and residual bones fell, drifting down.

Qin Ming ascended into the air, his fists and blade light flashing as he shredded a dozen Raptors and Fierce Beasts with their riders, dropping them to the ground one after the other.

Nearby, many young hunters watched in awe as they witnessed such an astonishing display of battle potential, where Qin Ming could end each opponent’s life with just one slice. It was terrifying.

Somebody shouted, "There’s a super seed here, spread the word to others!"

At that moment, fifteen flying mounts dove towards Qin Ming from all directions, each unleashing beams of light, some unleashing Exotic Treasures, others performing Immortal Secret Techniques, while some wielded the Heavenly Light.

The area was vibrant with a dense rain of dazzling light, wholly covering the battlefield around Qin Ming, the radiant colors extremely perilous.

If it were another youth, they would have likely shattered under such a saturated attack and died on the spot.

But Qin Ming moved like a ghost traversing the Night Fog Sea, narrowly avoiding these blinding beams. While he could withstand such attacks, he wouldn’t exert an ounce more energy on the battlefield than necessary.

Simultaneously, he aimed to draw the flying beasts even closer.

True to form, they dived again, believing that when they got closer, using mental attacks and Heavenly Light Force, their opponent would find it difficult to avoid.

Around Qin Ming, the four kinds of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water Heavenly Light Force appeared, constructing a brilliant spectacle of Heavenly Light, followed by the eruption of Thunder Light, with the Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon charging upward.

In mid-air, there were over a dozen muffled groans as several were shredded to pieces by the spiraling Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water Heavenly Light Forces, with bloody fragments and shattered bones raining down.

Qin Ming leaped skyward, his punches and blade light flashing, cleaving through a dozen Raptors and Fierce Beasts along with their riders, sending their bodies crashing to the ground one after another.

Nearby, many young hunters witnessed this scene, thoroughly stunned; such enemy-killing efficiency was terrifying.

Luo Jingxiao was shocked, seeing that this guy had slain many knights, nearly half of whom were in the Third Realm.

Wei Cheng was stunned, comparing the opponents he had defeated himself; he found it incredible he hadn’t bested more than Qin Ming, especially since both faced equally strong foes.

Qin Ming paid no attention to the gazes around him and, holding his blood-stained Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, looked up at the night sky, searching for more adversaries.

As for Combat Merits, there was no need for him to bother with calculations now, a Memory Crystal on him would handle that afterward.

Another group of young Hunters came, wielding Exotic Treasures, with some releasing Flying Swords, attempting to slash at Qin Ming from a distance.

Around Qin Ming, the Heavenly Light Force of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water appeared, constructing a dazzling spectacle of Heavenly Light, followed by a burst of Thunder Light as the Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon charged forth.

In mid-air, several heavy groans echoed, as people were shredded within the spinning Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water forces, with chunks of flesh and broken bones cascading down.

Qin Ming soared skyward once more, flashing his fists and blade, and in an instant, a dozen Raptors and Fierce Beasts along with their riders were dismembered, their bodies crashing to the ground.

Nearby, many young warriors were witnessing this, their hearts incredibly shocked by the terrifying efficiency of ending enemies with just a single slash.

Luo Jingxiao’s heart trembled; among the knights this guy slew, nearly half were in the Third Realm.

Wei Cheng’s eyes were wide with disbelief; he looked at the opponent he had slain, realizing it wasn’t as numerous as Qin Ming’s, despite their opponents being equally strong.

Ignoring the surrounding gazes, Qin Ming held his blood-dripping Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, scanning the night sky for more adversaries.

As for the Combat Merits, he wasn’t concerned with counting them now; a Memory Crystal would handle that afterward.

Another wave of young Hunters approached, carrying Spiritual Artifacts, while some unleashed Flying Swords to strike Qin Ming from afar.

Around Qin Ming, the four types of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water Heavenly Light Force appeared, constructing a brilliant Heavenly Light spectacle, as Thunder Light burst forth, followed by the soaring of the Vermilion Bird and the Azure Dragon.

In midair, several muffled grunts were heard, as several figures were torn apart in the whirlwind of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water forces, with fragments of flesh and bones falling down.

Qin Ming soared up, with his fist and blade light flashing, and dozens of Raptors and Fierce Beasts, along with the knights on their backs, were shredded, their bodies successively crashing to the ground.

Nearby, many young people witnessed this scene, incredibly shocked at the frightening efficiency of enemy slaughter.

Luo Jingxiao was taken aback; among the knights this guy had slain, a small number were in the Third Realm.

Wei Cheng was staring blankly, noticing that the opponents he had defeated were no more numerous than Qin Ming’s, despite being similarly strong.

Qin Ming didn’t pay attention to the gazes around him, holding the blood-dripping Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, and looked towards the night sky, seeking more opponents.

As for Combat Merits, he need not worry about calculating them now; a Memory Crystal will record them for later summary.

Another batch of young Hunters charged forward with Spiritual Artifacts; some released Flying Swords, attempting to cut down Qin Ming from afar.

A crimson Heavenly Light Force detached from Qin Ming’s body, the Vermilion Bird Holy Slaughter, like a gorgeous blade light, it swept across and severed several Flying Swords.

Qin Ming exerted all his strength, the transformed red Sacred Bird was more fierce within its limited range than even a Flying Sword.

Thump, thump, thump!

Blood flashed across the night sky, and quickly the entire group of attackers fell, becoming cold corpses.

The surrounding young Hunters dared not approach. Though their Ancestor had given orders, their own lives were more important.

Qin Ming felt somewhat helpless, as he could only hover temporarily and could not fly long distances. In an instant, it was relatively quiet here, with no opponents in sight.

"Qin Ming, I’ll send you a Thunder King Bird." Fourth Princess of Great Yu, Yao Ruoxian, stood on an Exotic Bird enveloped in golden electric light.

Beside her was another Exotic Bird, its wings emitting purple electric light, a high-level mount temporarily requisitioned from a Great Yu noble.

She introduced, "A Third Realm Thunder King Bird, faster than even the late-stage Fourth Realm Exotic Birds."

"Thank you!" Qin Ming beamed; he truly needed a mount at the moment.

It wasn’t the Sovereign Bird Yao Ruoxian had mentioned before, but it was indeed a very rare species.

The next moment, Qin Ming stood on the back of the Thunder King Bird and took to the sky, charging towards the young Hunters.

The sky was filled with flying mounts densely packed, an intense aerial battle unfolding, with some people from Immortal Road and Esoteric Buddhism having flying mounts.

Riding the Thunder King Bird, Qin Ming was like a tiger with wings, traversing the night sky, wielding the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, accompanied by the Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon Sacred Evils.

Where he passed, high-level abnormality and hunters continuously perished, crashing down.

As he grew more accustomed to aerial combat, people could see this man and his mount moving with lightning speed through the air. Wherever they passed, a flash of white blade light meant a flying beast was being slashed apart, a knight beheaded.

The young Hunters were all terrified; wherever Qin Ming passed, a single sweep of the blade ended the lives of the opponents he encountered.

The surrounding people were struck with terror. Amongst the dense throng of fierce birds and flying beasts, Qin Ming fought alone on his mount, penetrating through them all; who could withstand this?

In this region, the bodies of the young Hunters fell like dumplings, showering to the ground with a splatter.

"There’s a Super Seed here!" someone shouted, sending a message to others in the distance.

Soon, a youth wearing a golden mask rode towards them on the back of a flying beast, radiating a strong presence, clearly a young seedling in the Hunter team.

Indeed, the youth was strong, holding a bone blade as white as jade, managing to clash with Qin Ming dozens of times.

Gasp!

The surrounding Hunters gasped, as they knew that this was the grandson of an eminent figure.

That personage demanded incredibly high standards from the youth, personally overseeing his training, hence the youth’s formidable strength.

But now, the golden-masked youth couldn’t defeat his opponent.

Splat!

After clashing blades several more times, the youth’s body froze, motionless, then blood trickled from his forehead, followed by a terrifying crack as he was split in two by the radiant blade light, along with his mount.

"What, Tuoba Han has fallen!"

Tumult spread through the area, many Hunters were shaken.

From afar, high-level cultivators saw this scene, and a Fourth Realm expert abruptly withdrew from the battle, rushing swiftly to kill Qin Ming.

With a swift motion, a green bird carrying a white-clad maiden darted from nearby, intercepting the Fourth Realm expert.

Li Qingyue, holding a damaged Furnace of Eight Trigrams, released a burst of flames that spread through the void, engulfing the middle-aged expert with a loud boom.

"Ah..." the Fourth Realm expert screamed as the furnace fire consumed him, falling from the night sky.

Clearly, Li Qingyue had been paying attention to the battle here and now stood on the back of the green bird, not far from Qin Ming, facing the enemy together.