Eternal Night Divine Son

Late into the night, Xia Miaoyu had already left. Ning Chen sat in his tent, beginning to cultivate. Suddenly, a blood-stained golden paper flew out from his chest, emitting a dazzling golden light. The next moment, the golden paper transformed into a stream of light and merged into his Dantian Qi Sea, coming to rest motionlessly within the swirling qi that had condensed.

This sudden change startled Ning Chen. He tried to force his true qi to expel the golden paper but couldn't. Helplessly, after checking his body and finding nothing else amiss, he could only temporarily suppress his worries.

Just as Ning Chen was circulating his true qi, preparing to continue his cultivation, he noticed silver characters flying off the golden paper. They then circulated through his meridians along with his true qi, and after one cycle, quietly vanished.

The next moment, many illusory images appeared in Ning Chen's mind. When he focused, he realized they were the cultivation methods for the remaining large portion of text on the golden paper.

"What is this?"

Ning Chen's expression suddenly turned extremely grim. Such a cultivation method was too demanding, practically making it pointless to practice.

The large portion of the paper described only one move. After using it, the practitioner's cultivation would be completely destroyed, leading to certain death.

"This really is just a method for strengthening the body."

Ning Chen smiled bitterly, feeling helpless. The small initial part of the text only described how to cultivate true qi. After finally understanding the remaining text, it turned out to be a move that couldn't even be used.

Mu Chengxue probably hadn't anticipated this situation when she gave him this cultivation method.

To practice or not to practice—that was the only question before him.

Actually, he had nothing to deliberate over, because besides this, he didn't know how to cultivate any other moves.

Regardless of the technique, mental cultivation methods and martial moves are complementary. Simply cultivating true qi, aside from increasing its quality, served no other purpose.

Moves require true qi for assistance, and during cultivation, the improvement of true qi is also crucial. Often, martial artists would solely focus on moves and neglect mental cultivation methods, because the operation of most moves helps to condense true qi.

Pure mental cultivation methods like the one on the golden paper were rare in the world today.

"I'll practice it."

Ning Chen sighed softly, then closed his eyes and, following the illusory images in his mind, began to cultivate this purely "death-defying" move.

He knew very well that if he were ever forced to use this move, whether he lived or died might no longer be the primary concern.

An hour later, a faint silver light flickered within the tent. Around Ning Chen, pieces of frost condensed and drifted down from the air, quietly disappearing upon reaching the ground.

At the same time, Sword Enshrined and Xia Miaoyu both sensed something, opening their eyes and looking towards Ning Chen's tent.

"It seems there's something I don't know," Xia Miaoyu murmured, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Such a true qi fluctuation should absolutely not belong to a newcomer at the first martial rank. Although it posed no threat to her, it already exceeded what ordinary martial artists at the second or even third rank could withstand.

"He's about to break through," Sword Enshrined said hoarsely a moment later, a glimmer flashing in his ancient eyes.

Sure enough, no sooner had he spoken than spiritual energy wildly gathered outside Ning Chen's tent, surging into it like a tide.

"What a commotion!"

At this very moment, many experts among the imperial guards also noticed, looking towards the direction of the surging spiritual energy. Observing the commotion, it was almost comparable to the fluctuations when a third-rank expert broke through.

"Fine, I'll help him this once."

Xia Miaoyu's expression became slightly serious. With a wave of her slender hand, a vast true essence flew out, heading straight for Ning Chen's tent.

Almost simultaneously, a sword qi flew from Sword Enshrined's direction, also entering Ning Chen's tent.

With two Houtian Realm peak experts making a move, their true essence was as vast as the sea. They managed to transform the turbulent spiritual energy of heaven and earth into a clear current, guiding it into Ning Chen's body. A moment later, the chaos ceased, returning to tranquility.

The pained expression on Ning Chen's face gradually faded, and his cultivation finally stabilized at the Houtian Realm second rank.

With his realm stable, Ning Chen was about to calm his surrounding aura when, at that moment, a slow, unhurried footsteps echoed from far across the land.

Both Sword Enshrined and Xia Miaoyu's expressions tightened. They stepped out of their tents and fixed their gaze on the figure slowly approaching from afar.

The imperial guards present also felt that unparalleled martial artist's aura, looking at the approaching figure with grave expressions.

In the night, a purple robe fluttered in the wind. A detached aura, steady footsteps, and despite his youth, he possessed the demeanor of a grandmaster, making everyone feel an intense pressure.

"A member of the Divine Cult."

Sword Enshrined's face darkened. The unique aura of the Divine Cult members was unmistakable. He had once encountered someone with an almost identical aura when he was young.

The newcomer stopped, his aura spreading out, his expression indifferent.

"I am Jun Shaoqing!"

A light, understated tone spoke the most astonishing name: the Divine Son of the Eternal Night Divine Cult, the foremost figure of the younger generation, an almost invincible existence below the Xiantian Realm.

As his words fell, Sword Enshrined's expression changed slightly. This was the worst-case scenario. Though both were at the Houtian Realm peak, he had no confidence in stopping the person before him.

"Hand over the Scroll of Life, and I'll let you go."

Jun Shaoqing scanned the surroundings, finally fixing his gaze on Xia Miaoyu. He had felt a faint trace of the Scroll of Life just a moment ago; had he not been so close, he might have overlooked it.

"I don't have your so-called Scroll of Life on me. You've got the wrong person," Xia Miaoyu said, her eyes chilling.

"Then I apologize for what's to come."

Jun Shaoqing no longer argued. He moved his foot, and his body instantly vanished from his original spot, his right hand reaching towards the woman before him.

SWISH! In that critical moment, a sword light appeared between the two. Sword Enshrined's ancient sword unsheathed, drawing an astonishing rainbow arc, forcibly blocking the Divine Son's advance.

Jun Shaoqing frowned. His body flickered, leaving several afterimages as he dodged the sword light. He casually waved his left sleeve, sending a palm strike towards Sword Enshrined. At the same time, his footsteps didn't stop, and his right hand continued to reach for Xia Miaoyu.

"Hmph!" Xia Miaoyu showed no fear. Her slender hand moved, a piercing sound cutting through the air, and she met Jun Shaoqing with a palm strike of her own.

BANG!

When their palms met, a furious gale erupted, cracking the earth beneath their feet and sending sand and rocks flying. The terrifying power shocked everyone present.

On the other side, the Sword Enshrined raised his sword to block another palm strike, staggering back half a step. The blood in his body surged, and the solemnity in his eyes deepened.

From a distance, Ning Chen had already reined in his true qi. He was the only one present who knew what the Scroll of Life, mentioned by Jun Shaoqing, was. However, his identity was too insignificant for anyone to suspect him.

What he hadn't expected was that the cultivation technique Mu Chengxue gave him would attract others' attention, let alone that someone could sense its aura.

Eternal Night Divine Cult.

Ning Chen's expression was grave. He had heard Jun Shaoqing's name; he wasn't unfamiliar throughout Great Xia. The Divine Son of the Eternal Night, the strongest Divine Son in a millennium, barely past twenty, yet he had already touched the barrier of the Xiantian Realm, hailed as the person most likely to enter the Xiantian Realm in the world.

For this trip, he had gathered much information about powerful figures in the world from Qing Ling, and Jun Shaoqing was one of them.

Qing Ling had specifically warned him then that if he encountered Jun Shaoqing, there was only one word: escape. Even if he knew he couldn't escape, he had to try.

The strongest person below the Xiantian Realm was not just a mere title.

The Divine Son rarely left the divine palace, but every appearance left behind battle achievements that shocked the world.

A strong individual who had never been defeated always commanded respect. Even those from the Eternal Night Divine Cult were seen by many young people in Great Xia as a lifelong goal to pursue.

In the battlefield, dozens of moves had been exchanged in the blink of an eye, spanning hundreds of feet. Jun Shaoqing, fighting one against two, still held his own, his vast true qi suppressing everything with every move.

Xia Miaoyu and the Sword Enshrined were also extraordinary. Especially Xia Miaoyu, with her delicate hands, launched ruthless and relentless attacks, each move aiming for vital points.

Around the three of them, the earth was ravaged and scarred. The powerful destructive force swept everything in its path.

Seeing the princess in action, the imperial guard captain, fearing she might be in danger, advanced with seven strong individuals, intending to intervene in the trio's battle.

"No!"

The Sword Enshrined's expression changed, and he shouted to stop them, but it was already too late.

"Fools."

Jun Shaoqing snorted coldly, anger flashing in his eyes. He raised a hand, and the heavens and earth shifted. Amidst furious thunder and raging winds, the seven strong individuals, along with the imperial guard captain, groaned and were sent flying with loud thuds.

Thunder of Darkness

This world-shaking move caused changes in the celestial phenomena, its awe-inspiring power shattering the limits of human perception. From the Divine Son's hand, thunder roared, shaking heaven and earth, its terrifying might threatening to tear space itself apart.

"A Feathered Swan, A Sword of Heaven and Earth."

Facing the destructive attack, the Sword Enshrined focused completely. His sword moved like a feathered swan, thousands of sword shadows coalescing into one move, a merciless feather sweeping towards the Divine Son.

"Snow Wave of Sorrow."

On the other side, Xia Miaoyu concentrated, pushing her cultivation to its peak. True qi surged, and the air temperature instantly dropped. Snowflakes drifted down, as if winter had arrived.

BOOM!

As the three's ultimate moves collided, everything seemed to explode. Space twisted wildly, sand raged, and immense waves shook the sky. Visibility was lost for hundreds of feet around. The terrifying scene was like the end of the world.

From afar, Ning Chen was shocked by the unparalleled horror of the sight. His understanding of the world was instantly shattered.

Can human power really reach such a level?

The indescribable shock completely changed his view on cultivation. It turned out that the martial arts he had always considered insignificant were so powerful, so dazzling, they made it impossible to look away.

"Ugh."

As the raging sand dispersed, the three combatants stood separated on the battlefield. A moment later, the Sword Enshrined spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, staining the desolate earth.

Xia Miaoyu's true qi vibrated within her, and a trace of blood also spilled from the corner of her mouth, clearly indicating she had sustained a considerable injury.

In front of the two of them, Jun Shaoqing's clothes were slightly disheveled, but the aura around him remained terrifyingly powerful, his name as the Divine Son chilling to the bone.

"Hand over the Scroll of Life," Jun Shaoqing said calmly, taking a step forward.

His calm words still carried no hint of threat, yet the powerful pressure was like a heavy hammer striking everyone's hearts. Not far away, the imperial guard captain and the seven strong individuals lay in pools of blood, their last breaths slowly fading.

"I can't," Xia Miaoyu retorted, her temper also flaring.

"What a pity."

Jun Shaoqing sighed softly, perhaps lamenting something, then activated his true power, intending to end this pointless battle.

At that very moment, from an extremely distant place, a supremely evil and cold aura flashed. Jun Shaoqing's expression changed. He reined in his true qi, transforming his body into a streak of light, and in the blink of an eye, darted towards the distance.

The sudden change startled both Xia Miaoyu and the Sword Enshrined. The next moment, Xia Miaoyu recovered and said in a deep voice, "Break camp, depart immediately."

"Yes!"

Everyone came to their senses and immediately began packing their belongings. Among the tents, the envoy from Zhenji Kingdom showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes but dared not show it on his face, bowing his head to pack his things.

It was such a pity. If Princess Miaoyu had died at the hands of the Eternal Night Divine Cult's Divine Son, it would have been the best possible outcome for Zhenji Kingdom.

Not only would it completely escalate the conflict between Great Xia and the Eternal Night Divine Cult, but it would also give Zhenji Kingdom a reason to backtrack.

That person had calculated that the Eternal Night Divine Cult's Divine Son would come, but never expected him to inexplicably depart at the last moment.

It was known throughout the land that Great Xia's fortune was enviable, but no one expected even a non-direct imperial princess to possess such great luck.

Every dynasty and person in the world had their fortunes. Great Xia had the most, followed by the Eternal Night Divine Cult, with the Northern Mongol Royal Court ranking third. However, aside from the Northern Mongol Royal Court's demonically intelligent strategist, almost no one in the world could perform the art of observing fortune.

Great Xia's fortune had always been the biggest challenge facing the forces of the world...

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