Night Without End
Chapter 48 - 48 33 Fighting for a Future 1

48: Chapter 33 Fighting for a Future (1) 48: Chapter 33 Fighting for a Future (1) Editor: Henyee Translations Under the night sky, the dark silhouettes of the distant mountains were faintly visible.

“The intel was wrong!” someone exclaimed in shock from within the forest.

The group that had surrounded Qin Ming was completely shaken.

They quickly retreated.

In just an instant, two of their comrades were already dead.

That youth was far too fierce.

In a blink, he had transformed from quiet and calm to lethal and terrifying, even his once-clear eyes now flashing like lightning.

Especially now, Qin Ming held a spear in one hand, having pierced one of their companions’ chests and hoisted the corpse into the air, letting the blood drip down and dye the snow crimson.

The sight made the others’ hair stand on end.

If any of them had been in that man’s place just now, they likely wouldn’t have escaped either.

The youth’s entire aura had changed.

His black hair blew in the cold wind, and his delicate features were now etched with coldness.

His whole presence was filled with crushing pressure.

The few remaining men backed away involuntarily.

How could someone who had only been reborn once be this powerful?

One of the two who had just died had been in the second-rebirth stage for over a decade.

“This is truly beyond expectations.

You’re hiding a big secret.

You’ve already undergone a second rebirth this quickly?

Most people would need time to stabilize before advancing again, but you’ve skipped right past that,” Qi Huaien said as he stepped forward.

His build was lean and powerful, moving with the grace of a tiger or leopard.

His handsome face was cold, and his brows furrowed.

He hated the feeling of losing control, and this youth, whom he was supposed to be observing, had gone completely beyond expectations.

He was now a dangerous wild card.

But the wheels were already in motion.

Qi Huaien had no other choice.

His family was currently gathering a very rare spiritual material in preparation to craft a mysterious elixir that could alter his very foundation.

It could improve his aptitude and potential, giving him the chance to become one of the chosen successors.

If that happened, he could spend a few more years at the side of that elder in Liuguang City, learning profound secret arts.

It was enough to change the trajectory of his entire life.

If Qin Ming and You Liangyun were of equal potential, Qi Huaien would have been happy to show goodwill and become allies.

But now, he realized this youth was destined to block his path.

He couldn’t take it.

Qin Ming, with a flick of his right hand, hurled the corpse still impaled on his spear like a ragdoll, hurtling it toward Qi Huaien at lightning speed.

With a sharp sound, Qi Huaien drew his long blade.

A streak of electric light sliced through the dark forest.

With a casual flick of the blade, he deflected the flying corpse.

Though his movement seemed light, the corpse’s body was crushed where the blade hit.

Bones shattered, flesh torn, and it was flung aside into a large tree.

Crack!

Branches snapped.

The body struck a high part of the trunk and crashed to the ground, mangled and broken.

During all this, Qin Ming calmly sidestepped a few paces and picked up his black-gold war hammer, now wielding a spear in one hand and a hammer in the other.

Both weapons were heavy beyond what most people could handle one-handed, but Qin Ming had the arm strength of two thousand pounds, and holding one in each hand still felt light and effortless.

He was a little surprised that Qi Huaien had some skill.

With a light flick of his sword, he had knocked a flying corpse aside like a tank crashing into it.

The bones had shattered instantly, and the body had been flung six or seven meters.

Qi Huaien glanced at the remaining four men and said, “What are you standing around for?

Are you waiting for me to do it all while you just watch?”

These were men he had brought from his family.

Some were loyal, others simply feared his background and didn’t dare disobey.

This time, they tightened their formation and began circling Qin Ming, preparing to strike.

The entire group was now on high alert.

One of the second rebirthers took the lead, swinging a gleaming long halberd in a powerful downward arc.

His energy surged, having called upon all his strength.

At the same time, the others launched attacks as well.

Qi Huaien blended into the group’s offensive, his blade unleashing a terrifying arc of energy, well-hidden among the flurry of strikes.

Qin Ming responded instantly, swinging his warhammer upward with his left hand.

Clang!

The heavy halberd was smashed into the air.

The second rebirther was stunned.

Though he had both hands on the halberd, he couldn’t hold on.

The soft flesh between his fingers was torn apart by the shock, and the weapon flew from his grasp.

How monstrous was Qin Ming’s strength?

Was he really just a second-rebirther?

Meanwhile, the others also clashed with Qin Ming’s spear and warhammer, all of them suffering from the impact.

While they weren’t disarmed, their arms went numb.

They had left themselves some room to cushion the blows, unlike the halberd wielder.

Qin Ming’s power wasn’t just terrifying; his speed far exceeded theirs.

Otherwise, there’s no way he could have blocked all their weapons at once in that brief instant.

Qi Huaien had only lightly tested the waters, pulling back quickly.

He had now fully realized this youth had gone completely out of control and could no longer be contained.

Even though he had already overestimated Qin Ming, it still wasn’t enough.

Without hesitation, he took out a small three-inch crystal vial, uncorked it, and poured the bright red liquid inside down his throat.

He had no other choice today.

Even escaping wasn’t an option.

If he didn’t silence Qin Ming here, he’d be in serious trouble later.

Once that damn crow knew the truth, it would certainly kill him.

Even knowing that this liquid would harm him later, Qi Huaien couldn’t care less now.

He needs a huge power boost now.

In the chaos of the battlefield, Qin Ming didn’t pause for even a moment.

In that single instant of contact, he had already locked onto the weakest point after clashing with everyone.