Night Without End-Chapter 1097 - 502: Otherworld Forbidden Zone (Part 2)

Such a temperament can be called an earth-shattering change.

If it weren't for his unchanged face, and even the red mole in his eyebrow being the same, Qin Ming would have thought he had mistaken the person.

The most crucial point was that Qin Ming couldn't see through him; this was clearly someone with Taoist skills, yet he couldn't discern what level he's at now.

Qin Ming didn't stare at him, feeling that something was off with this person, truly strange. Even if taken as a direct disciple by an old monster with extraordinary opportunities, the change in demeanor was just too drastic, almost like a different person.

That kind of steadiness, not at all like a youngster.

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat, inevitably overthinking.

Chixia City, adjacent to Black and White Mountain.

In Black and White Mountain, there were blood-dripping kites weaving around, guarding Liu Mo's rebirth.

Qin Ming thought of Heavenly God Liu and immediately associated Qian Cheng with such old monsters. Could he also be a unique being? Come back to life.

He realized deeply that the world indeed was about to become chaotic, as some "old trees" were sprouting "new buds".

If Qian Cheng was indeed a resurrected being, that would be truly terrifying, considering he emerged even before Liu Mo.

Qin Ming moved away, no longer casting his gaze upon the other, maintaining his calm demeanor, pondering perhaps he was overthinking.

"Where would so many dead woods find spring? Once decayed, it's hard to live again."

According to legend, such beings belong to one of the taboos.

Qin Ming spent two days around Luofu City and the outskirts of Ancient Mist Gate, gathering enough information, generally having an idea.

This was definitely not a man-made trap, the rumors were not false.

The most important thing was that Ancestor Masters of all paths, as well as Earth Immortals of Ye State, had informed the disciples, the ancient books they consulted were written this way, those rumors were the truth.

Only one thing, Mist Gate had been sealed for too long; as time passed, whether changes occurred in that forbidden area later remained unknown, so one could not be careless.

As long as it's not man-made, danger and opportunity coexist, which is normal.

Moreover, certain trends also revealed hints; descendants of certain significant figures had personally arrived and were actively exploring.

Lu Zheng, a descendant of the Heavenly Elder, secretly arrived two months ago, entering Ancient Mist Gate multiple times.

The descendants of the Sevenfold Sun Overlay Pu Gong—Xie Lin, and the grandson of Old Barbarian God Xiao Jinye, the smallest disciple of the Saint Li Wanfa... all had appeared.

As for Fierce Sun Feng Zhige, Yan Zhuohua, Zhou Tian Dao in the sky, and Tang Yushang, Pei Qingwu, Chunyangzi on the ground, all the prominent figures had nearly all arrived.

Especially, Qin Ming had personally witnessed Pei Shuyan, Helian Yaoqing, Cheng Cheng, and others enter and then safely exit.

Subsequently, he saw Qian Cheng, Master Wu, Yao Ruoxian, and others go in different directions and then return unharmed, feeling completely relieved.

"Not much of a problem, I'll also go and have a look," Qin Ming immediately set out to go through the "process".

Ancient Mist Gate connected to an unknown world, which might be extremely dangerous across.

Therefore, one needed to carry a special "Life Talisman" for entering and exiting, each talisman being unique, pre-bound to one person; if the identity didn't match, one couldn't embark on the return journey.

Qin Ming found that, like him, eight out of ten people spending Day Gold to queue for a "Life Talisman" were elders. They were male and female, all with darkened complexions, lined faces, mostly bald, making it obvious their lifespans were nearing the end.

Rather than saying they were a spirited elder pioneering group, it's more apt to call them life-seeking people making one last stand for survival.

Among them were Great Perfectionists of the Fourth Realm and Grandmasters of the Fifth Realm, none of low Taoist skills.

Additionally, there were frail, skeletal elderlies who continuously vomited blood while the Tao Rhythm pulsated.

Qin Ming somewhat doubted, could it be that it's the struggling Great Grandmasters unable to come out, and some of them had come?

Subsequently, Qin Ming sighed lightly, wondering if he wasn't also coming here for survival? Yewu World is vast and boundless, with too many dangers, making it hard for anyone to truly transcend.

"Hmm?" He surprisingly saw Cui Chongxiao, was he also a fellow traveler?

The next day, Qin Ming went to explore, wanting to see what this forbidden area was like and what level of treasure medicine existed to drive everyone mad.

As the saying goes, hearing something a hundred times isn't as good as seeing it once.

Inside the wide-open gate, the mist was thick, Qin Ming walked in. The vast night seemed endless, darkness appearing to be the eternal theme.

In a daze, he felt an illusion, as if entering the cosmic starry sky documented in ancient books.

He even saw many strange virtual scenes and illusions; black fog surged, forming land, transforming into bridges, linking him to a... planet.

"Is it an illusion?" He shook his head vigorously, the Primordial Heart Lamp illuminating, dispelling the mist before his eyes. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

This time, what he saw became much more real; he saw the vast earth, stretching beyond sight.

At this moment, he also emerged outside, witnessing the so-called forbidden area: desolate, distant, vast, like an endless desert, devoid of life, barren of grass.

Those who came with him, numerous elderlies, and vigorous youths quickly dispersed, guarding against each other, while some formed teams early, watching over and advancing together.

Qin Ming trekked alone, heading deeper into the nighttime land.

After traveling several hundred miles, he finally saw sparse vegetation, with spiritual material and Tao Rhythm becoming increasingly dense.

Along the way, his expression was grave; he once circumvented an abyss several hundred miles wide, which turned out to be just a finger hole, where once an extraordinary battle took place.

Subsequently, he even witnessed a spine-like mountain ridge, completely devoid of all spirituality, fragmenting like deadwood with the lightest touch.