Read light novels, web novels, Chinese novels, Korean novels, Japanese novels and books online for FREE.
Font Size
18px
Now reading: Chapter 1226: 539: Trampling a Generation (Part 2) from Night Without End, a Eastern novel by Chen Dong.

Capítulo 1226: Chapter 539: Trampling a Generation (Part 2)

The serrated stone blade in his hand was incredibly heavy, as if about to co back to life. It slashed towards the opponent, transforming into a dragon-shaped mountain range, crashing down with a thunderous roar.

This weapon has quite a history, gathering the essence of the stone mountain, intercepting the dragon energy of the mountain range, and honing it into this ferocious stone blade, which now seed to have a spirit of its own.

Qin Ming played the zither, and strands of chaos energy flew out between his fingertips and the strings, clinging to the blade as if taming dragons and controlling phoenixes, trying to pull it away.

With a buzzing sound, the stone blade broke through the air, seemingly about to fly away into the sky.

People even heard a dragon’s roar as the serrated stone blade seed to struggle free from the young man’s right hand, almost out of control.

“Kill!”

The others couldn’t sit by idly; four top experts attacked simultaneously. The tree man’s body was covered in bark resembling dragon scales, and his right leg swept out with a crack, like a divine whip assaulting, the sound like thunder, destabilizing the spiritual field of whoever heard it.

In front of his right foot, extended a thick root, resembling a blade’s edge or a spear tip, aid at Qin Ming’s head.

In the instant Qin Ming plucked the zither strings, a blinding light shot out, striking the thick root, setting it ablaze and then shattering it.

Elsewhere, a giant silver bear roared towards the sky, its paw larger than a mammoth, standing in a sea of blood with endless bones behind it, as if it had burst out from hell.

This giant bear once bathed a land in blood; when its worship was denied, it obliterated entire tribes overnight, cultivating its blood-red domain.

It carried an imnse murderous aura as it pounced towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming saw the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, glimpsing this silver bear’s past. His face sank as chaos energy shot forth, accompanied by the sounds of dragon roars and tiger growls.

From the zither strings flew a mixed-elent heavenly light transformation, becoming a heavenly dragon and a white tiger, both jointly attacking the silver bear.

In a brief clash, the silver bear’s skin was torn, bleeding on the spot, but this ti, it was its own blood, not that of the annihilated tribes.

In the totem seeds, the monster in the form of flas and the young woman also struck fiercely, one wielding boundless divine fire, and the other like a scattering heavenly girl, flower petals fluttered as countless lotus-shaped blades rained down.

With a thunderous boom, the divine fire first boiled, and then was dispersed by a Vermilion Bird soaring from the zither’s lody.

The flower rain exploded, petals scattered, blocked by a stream of light, with the chaos energy colliding with the lotus-shaped exotic treasure, resounding like a clashing blade.

In an instant, Qin Ming, seated before the seven-stringed zither, solely with the radiating heavenly light, fended off the five great experts.

The faces of the Totem Camp’s people changed. This madman wasn’t just boasting; he could actually hold off the five totem seed warriors they sent.

The five experts felt humiliated. The opponent sat calmly, playing the zither against them, which was a slight in itself, yet he truly blocked all five of them.

“Kill!”

The five totem seeds shouted, attacking with full force, needing to change the situation, or else under the public eye, they would lose face.

Behind them, the sacrificial scene grew increasingly real.

Five small worlds approached, with so scenes showing bleeding earth and bones everywhere; others were a sea of fire as far as the eye could see; in so, mountains and valleys rumbled, blades rising; in so abysses, a tallic lotus flower ford…

Qin Ming played the zither from the initial tinkling, lodious sound to the relentless clangorous notes, heavenly light traversing across the void.

He pushed chaos energy to its extre, leaving the five experts disheveled.

Their bodies damaged and bleeding, they exchanged incredulous glances, questioning if the opponent hadn’t truly reached the Fourth Realm yet.

They beca ruthless, and the hazy sacrificial scenes behind them neared reality, with countless tribes and endless wilderness races kneeling and worshipping as if sacrificing to the heavens.

Suddenly, nurous runes and yellow paper seed to pour through the void from unknown places, pressing down upon Qin Ming.

Clang! Clang! Clang…

Qin Ming’s fingers danced nimbly, sweeping the seven-stringed zither, unleashing a massive tide of chaos energy like cots from outer heaven, sweeping across the sky.

The sacrificial music was interrupted, and the five great experts all coughed up blood, with so pierced and staggering backward in disbelief.

They couldn’t accept it. Earlier, they ntioned that if this madman escaped unscathed, they all would be at fault.

In the end, they joined forces to besiege him, yet each got injured.

The giant bear roared towards the sky, standing on a blurred altar.

The woman cried out, standing on that abyssal lotus.

The young man stood before the altar of the dragon-shaped mountain, holding the blade with both hands, slowly hacking towards the opponent amidst the tribes’ prayers.

The five great experts climbed upon their own blurred altars, in a posture of desperation, burning their future potential and fighting desperately regardless of the cost.

Qin Ming remained composed, and when he plucked the zither strings, a heavenly dragon soared into the zither’s lody, a roc spread its wings, swirling upwards, a golden crow carried boundless flas, whistling away, and a heavenly phoenix underwent Nirvana, carrying the aura of life and death, spreading its wings and soaring…

Many widened their eyes, for these were not re manifestations of heavenly light transformations.

So legendary species are hard to manifest, but if they succeed, they will invariably carry so corresponding mighty power.

As Qin Ming played the zither, he directly conjured each of these species, and the entire seven-stringed zither emanated an extrely dangerous aura.

You are reading Night Without End Chapter 1226: 539: Trampling a Generation (Part 2) on WuxiaFull. Use Previous, Chapter List, or Next to continue.
Share this chapter
Bookmark saves this novel to your account. Reading History keeps recent chapters in this browser.
Continuous reading

You May Also Like

Shrouding the Heavens cover
Same author

Shrouding the Heavens

Chen Dong ·Fantasy

Thirty-threeclassmatesholdareunionaftergraduating.Tensionssoarandoldfriendshipsaretested,asastrangeturnofeventsleadthemtofollowthepathoftheancientg...

User Comments

0 comments from readers

Post Comment
By posting a comment, you agree to all relevant terms.
There are currently no comments. Join the community and start the discussion.
Please create an account or sign in to post a comment.