Night Without End

A woman of peerless grace, unknown to all, without even leaving her name, her radiance eternally extinguished in the night sky.

On the side of Ye State, many people felt the atmosphere oppressive, their hearts heavy.

"This cannot continue!" Some Sixth Realm powerhouses stood forward, determined to stop the Old Ancestor Masters who were ready for their final battle, ready to die.

In the Demon Clan camp, many Great Demons felt their hearts tremble, for those were Demon Gods, one after another, dying right before their eyes.

Among the demons of Qing Jiao Palace, some old flood dragons wished they could rise into the air, finally knowing who the Three-headed Flood Dragon God was—a Demon Ancestor who pioneered a great era.

White mist surged, and yet another Old Ancestor Master silently stepped forward, relatively speaking, his huge body still retaining some traits of the Human Clan.

At this moment, Leng Mingkong, Helian Chengyun, the present Buddha, and several other powerhouses together stepped forward to block his way.

"If there's a Divine battle, it's us who should face it." The Old Ancestor Master was very calm, asked them to step aside, and told them he could no longer remain in the world.

"That's a separate matter. We have the ability to partake in a Divine battle; how can we repeatedly watch you go to death one by one? What sense does this make?"

Undoubtedly, the Pathfinders in Ye State could not accept such a result.

Among the dead were their Granduncle Masters, and even their Master. Though their wills were as firm as iron, they could no longer bear it.

Must we really stand by and watch these elders expend themselves completely?

An Old Ancestor Master spoke: "Even if we are Divine, Immortal, it's difficult to achieve eternal life. After changing life forms, the lifespan extension is limited. We are merely using our remaining heat; otherwise, we would gradually rot into dust."

Another Old Ancestor Master arrived, saying: "You are constantly expanding roads, stronger than we were back then. Breaking through the Seventh Realm's Heavenly Gate is hopeful, and precisely because of this, preserve useful lives."

Both camps opposing, many beings are doomed to die.

Although both sides wish to halt the spears, that would only be after a bloody battle.

Without an intense fight, one side will be stirred up, failing to recognize reality.

Both sides had already erupted in large-scale battles, resulting in countless deaths and injuries. After fighting fiercely until now, it's about to end, as Old Ancestor Masters stepped forward, attempting to die in battle to conclude the Western Territory's warfare.

An Old Ancestor Master spoke: "Now, you control all paths, and you know all the secrets. The mysterious forces behind the Demon Monster Civilization likely won't personally come to Ye State, at least not in the short term. Yujing ah…"

Leng Mingkong spoke: "Elder, you are right, except for one point: you have underestimated our power. Next, look at our strength!"

The Old Ancestor Master immediately severely stopped him, saying: "Do not risk, avoid harming the Origin."

A strong man from Esoteric Buddhism spoke: "The Origin won't be damaged. After resting a few years, it'll be fine. If lucky enough, maybe one could break the Seventh Realm's Heavenly Gate!"

Deep in the Shenshang plain, an old demon god appeared, with each step a blood lotus appeared below, clad in Divine Armor, exhaling sky-high blood mist.

With a clang, the long blade behind him automatically unsheathed, spanning across the night sky, cleaving apart the dark clouds.

Everyone had seen that this Demon God was very aggressive.

To the surprise of the Demon Clan's camp, this time from Ye State, it wasn't a Divine that entered the fray, nor an old monster that had become immortal appeared, but rather a Human Clan Ancestor Master came forward.

Leng Mingkong, appearing to be around twenty-five or six, with blood-stained black hair fluttering backwards, even injured, his body's vitality remained vibrant.

He gently shook, and the broken armor on his body flew away.

In his hand, there was a small segment of a clean white Heaven Measuring Ruler, obviously a remnant artifact, only slightly longer than a palm, the fracture irregular, as if broken by immense force.

However, no one dared to underestimate such a weapon.

Even Divine beings and Demon Immortals all looked solemnly.

The broken Heaven Measuring Ruler was made of Exotic Gold, engraved with dense mysterious patterns, mysterious and unpredictable.

Leng Mingkong took a deep breath, his entire power surged, instantly every inch of his body flowing with Immortal Tao's brilliance, even his hair strands sparkled.

In a flash, the remnant artifact in his hand resonated, emitted light, and rapidly transformed.

The Heaven Measuring Ruler seemed to melt, spreading along his arm, an expanding layer of Silver Light flowing with runes, enveloping him from head to foot.

The sound of clashing weapons echoed long into the sky.

This Divine transformation made both camps' old monsters startled.

It was a battle clothing, seamlessly covering Leng Mingkong, all in silver, with armor bright and shiny, even hiding the face.

No one expected such changes from only a palm-length remnant artifact.

Regardless of how one viewed it, this armor was incredibly perfect, shimmering dazzlingly, with numerous small Immortal symbols densely packed on every inch of the battle armor.

Moreover, Leng Mingkong's right hand still held a portion of the clean white Heaven Measuring Ruler, as a weapon, soaring with blinding Immortal Light.

Undeniably, this armor must have quite a background, even from the most critical perspective, its own extraordinary could be borne, like an exquisite artwork.

Leng Mingkong stood in the night sky, as if a Heavenly Immortal descending to the world.

Clearly, activating the broken Heaven Measuring Ruler and transforming into such armor took a great toll on him, so he wasted no time and directly attacked the Demon God.

In their collision, they charged upwards into the pitch-black firmament.

Divine beings and Demon Immortals from both camps struck out to block the destructive waves they left at their original location.

In Ye State and among the Demon Monster army, many Grandmaster Level powerhouses were shocked to see the present Ancestor Master confront the Demon God; who truly is weaker or stronger?