Night Without End
Chapter 69 - 69 44 Heartbeat_2

69: Chapter 44 Heartbeat_2 69: Chapter 44 Heartbeat_2 The old man was furious.

When had he ever been so passive here, especially being suppressed and beaten by a young man?

Suddenly, his whole body blazed with Heavenly Light as he counterattacked fiercely.

Quickly, he became alarmed.

The young man across from him had changed his earlier crazed demeanor.

The long-handled Wujin Hammer, though still forceful and vigorous, now exhibited an astonishing change; it no longer resembled a hammer technique, but a sword skill.

As Qin Ming rapidly swung the Big Hammer, his wrist was also violently shaking, as if vibrating a blade.

When the Big Hammer smashed down, it buzzed, carrying afterimages, and when it hit the blade, it possessed a terrifying tearing force.

The long blade in the old man’s hand was nearly twisted out of his grasp, his expression became solemn.

Qin Ming changed again; the Big Hammer struck like thunder, one strike after another.

The terrifying black gold luster crisscrossed in the underground space, all because his speed was too fast.

The fearful trajectory drawn by the Big Hammer was dense and interwoven, like bursts of lightning.

With a bang, the old man was shocked and flew out, hitting the stone wall, his right hand trembling slightly, even with Heavenly Light Protection, it was somewhat unbearable for him.

His eyes fierce, he leaped from the stone wall, launching a fierce counterattack that truly made Qin Ming feel a bit strained.

The old fellow fought crazily, one hand holding the long blade, and the other hand began to fiercely contest his Big Hammer.

With a clang, sparks flew from Qin Ming’s shoulder, the armor was grazed by the old man’s left hand, directly scattering four or five pieces of armor.

This scene made his pupils constrict; the power of the Heavenly Light Force was something he very much dreaded.

Qin Ming became cautious, always maintaining a certain distance from the old man, no longer allowing him the chance to close in.

The Big Hammer in his hand whirled like a windmill, continuously sending dense hammer shadows forward.

The old man was certain, had he not been enhanced by the Heavenly Light, he would’ve been blasted apart by this youngster long ago.

What kind of monster was this?

Even without born Heavenly Light, he was already so outrageous.

Moments later, amidst the heavy hammer shadows, Qin Ming’s Big Hammer roared like a cloud breaking the day, erupting the strongest hammer strike from the shadows.

His speed was too fast; the other hammer shadows hadn’t even dissipated yet, like electric light swirling around.

As the main hammer violently smashed down, this time almost flying the old man’s long blade from his hands, he mobilized Heavenly Light to tough it out, but it left him extremely weary.

Qin Ming consecutively swung out nine such heavy hammer strikes; the old man couldn’t endure anymore, his Heavenly Light dimmed, he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Qin Ming swung the hammer again in a sweeping motion, this time with a chilling Sword Intent, like a streak of lightning aiming to tear through the night, causing the whole gloomy underground cave to resound with the hammer’s roar amidst flying sand and wild wind.

The collision between the Big Hammer and long blade was deafening.

Eventually, the old man couldn’t hold the blade anymore, his arm spasmed, the long blade fell to the ground, and he coughed up a large amount of blood.

Qin Ming kept swinging the hammer, shattering the old man’s Heavenly Light Protection!

With a splatter, the right hand of the old man turned into a blur of blood and flesh, no longer supported by the Heavenly Light Force, he couldn’t block another strike of the heavy hammer; even his finger bones fractured.

The next moment, the old man was full of blood froth, feeling severe pain in his heart, his entire chest cavity collapsed, and he was smashed flying seven or eight meters away.

“Third-time Newcomers are really hard to kill!” Qin Ming gasped, indeed a bit tired now, the Heavenly Light Force was very troublesome.

The old man wasn’t completely dead yet, angered again vomitting another mouthful of blood, feeling that his words were nonhuman; why did someone without cultivated Heavenly Light think he could kill a Third-time Newcomer?

But he felt another bout of suffocation and frustration; he truly was defeated by such a person, and about to die now.

Qin Ming approached, preparing to deliver a final hammer strike, said, “I’ll also give you a flattened pancake face.”

“I…

am doomed!” The old man coughed up blood, with great difficulty cursed one more time, he really couldn’t accept dying this way at the hands of a young man.

“People from Jinji Ridge are too crude, always cursing others.” Qin Ming shook his head, his Big Hammer falling, smashing his face flat, his forehead bone collapsing.

He began to search the old man’s body, and arranged his facial features.

“Later, if those mutated fierce beasts rush in, they should be able to handle disposing of two bodies.”

Qin Ming emerged in various parts of the large underground cave, frowning deeply; he discovered at least three more old men in other passages, probably all Third-time Newcomers.

“This is going to be troublesome!” He didn’t want to take risks and be aggressive.

“Huh?” He saw another familiar face, it was the Golden Chicken Knight who had previously scolded them, and had once whipped an old man, leaving a deep bloody mark on his face with the whip’s tip.

“Boy, where did all those villagers go?

Come here, I’m talking to you!”

Qin Ming directly executed the “Da Qin Flying Hammer,” and with a loud bang, the area fell completely silent.

He dragged the body of the man into the darkness.

There were various web-like passages in the underground cavern, a group of Alien Species surged in from one of the paths, causing total chaos here.

Qin Ming retreated to a distance, entering a zone interwoven with Heavenly Light, he temporarily stopped hunting people from Jinji Ridge and the Sanyan Sect, and started seriously searching for mysterious artifacts.

He continued further in, walking a great distance.

Faint trails of light mist flowed, preventing the underground world from being completely pitch-black.

“Could my luck really have turned up?” In a place where the Heavenly Light was denser, Qin Ming sensed a faint fluctuation.

Not long after, he crushed a fist-sized stone, revealing a glowing blue luster, which seemed to be another kind of Jade Iron, about half the size of a walnut.

“Only enough to make one arrowhead.” Qin Ming was still delighted, having a find was good, especially since it was incredibly precious.

“Hey, luck really comes in pairs!” From another passageway, two people emerged, eyeing the Jade Iron in Qin Ming’s hands with joy.

Qin Ming recognized them at a glance; these were people from Chixia City.

Unknowingly, he had walked so far and encountered another group.

“Eh, you’re Qin Ming?” One of the young men showed a strange expression.

Qin Ming took a closer look, having an impression of this young man who had once spectated a fight between him, Nie Rui, and Shen Jiayun.

“Oh, is this the young hunter with astonishing gun skill who defeated Nie Rui and Shen Jiayun that you mentioned?” Another middle-aged man spoke.

He was in his mid-thirties, clad in red armor, and smiled lightly, saying, “Qin Ming, right?

Come over here for a chat.”

Qin Ming remained motionless, standing where he was.

Initially, he had a good impression of the nobles from Chixia City, from Cao Long, Mu Qing, Wei Zhi Rou to Nie Rui, Shen Jiayun; he thought they were all decent.

However, now, he sensed malice from the two nobles in front of him, guessing they were eyeing the blue Jade Iron in his hand.

Obviously, not everyone was kind, or to say, some smiles and elegance were only suitable for show in front of others, but in a deserted place, like this underground world, those insincere masks could be torn off.

Qin Ming remembered the young noble in front, who had warmly conversed with him after he defeated the Twins.

“Qin Ming, come over here and give us a hand,” the young noble spoke, now without the smile of the other day, his tone quite flat.

“A Third time Newcomer?” Qin Ming ignored him, looking towards the middle-aged man who, when he slightly clenched his fist, radiated Heavenly Light.

“Hmm, for someone like me, you should maintain the proper reverence.

In this dark underground world, all those praises others have for you are useless,” the middle-aged man said.

Qin Ming said nothing and walked towards them.

The two were never worried he would escape; after all, when Qin Ming fought with Nie Rui and Shen Jiayun, his strength was close to 700 jin, just a youth who was a Newcomer once.

Qin Ming wanted to get close to the two, but the middle-aged man glanced at him and he did not approach further; they arrived at a very open area.

“That is…” Qin Ming was startled.

Ahead, the light fog was incredibly dense, heavily steaming, and within it was a Three Colored Flower, dazzling and about to bloom.

The middle-aged man smiled, “Brother Qin, I see that after being invaded by Heavenly Light, your body seems fine.

Help us out, will you?

Once this Three Colored Flower fully matures, help us harvest it from the Heavenly Light.”

“What is its use?” Qin Ming asked.

The middle-aged man replied, “It’s very useful, it can help one cultivate Heavenly Light Force.

After reaching the Third time Newcomer, who wouldn’t want to cultivate several types of Heavenly Light Force?

But even cultivating one kind is difficult, this flower is extraordinary!”

“Truly enticing!” Qin Ming exclaimed.

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