Night Without End
Chapter 272 - 176 Very "Exhausting" Ancestor Master

Chapter 272: Chapter 176 Very "Exhausting" Ancestor Master

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and the moonlight, like a thin veil of white smoke, seemed to sway with the wind in the forest.

Qin Ming’s resurgence, his consciousness like fire, and his desire to survive was intense!

He knew he was still in danger; the Silk Scripture had once ceased to operate, and only now did it start to emit a dim glow again.

Nonetheless, it was surprising enough to wake him from the brink of death.

Not long ago, he had truly experienced the feel of death, with his consciousness seed sinking into the Netherworld, lost in endless darkness.

At that time, the bloody soil was filled with a deathly aura, black as an abyss. In the final moment, the Golden Silk Jade Robe clung to him, breaking through the darkness and giving him the strength to escape.

Qin Ming introspected, and despite his entire body being covered with terrifying cracks, they were slowly healing. His heartbeat and breathing had returned, and he was no longer a living dead.

At this moment, he was very clear, truly seeing the golden threads and jade light in his flesh, mending, applying balm, saving his collapsing body.

"The Silk Scripture is my Basic Technique!" Qin Ming whispered.

This was the skill he had practiced the longest, starting from his childhood for over a decade, becoming more natural than breathing, an innate capability.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have operated on its own earlier, periodically harmonizing his whole body and perfectly blending with his flesh and blood, aligning with him the most.

As his body was about to die, the flesh and blood instinct of the Silk Scripture was self-rescuing, allowing his resurgence.

Qin Ming pondered whether, back then, when Li Qingxu smashed his skull, such an event occurred that it brought him back from the dead.

His entire body itched, as if tiny flesh granules were growing. His organs tingled, and he felt pain as his body regained sensation.

Those incapacitated organs and inner systems began to function again, albeit with faint pulsations, slowly reviving various functions.

"What’s wrong?" Qin Ming’s intuition was sharp. Though he had revived, and signs of physical recovery were evident, why did he feel something was amiss?

This fleeting extraordinary premonition, elusive, was like lightning flashing across the night sky, impossible to trace but alerting the mind.

He pondered if it was related to his body. Is rebirth possible this time? Probably difficult. After the seventh rebirth, his body hadn’t "recovered" fully, and it was already remarkable to survive in such dismal health.

However, when the old woman of the Spirit Field Realm fell, she clutched a Five-Colored Treasure Bottle, filled with rich Heavenly Light Liquid, which should be sufficient for his rebirth.

She fell in this area; with careful searching, her remains might be discovered.

"If it’s not a rebirth issue, where does the unsettling feeling originate?" Qin Ming looked up at the silver plate in the night sky, radiant, transparent, like a Divine Lamp shrouded in faint night fog, casting moonlight like water.

There should be some issue; he didn’t believe it was the legendary one.

Then, he was amazed to find that near the bright moon in the night sky, it seemed like celestial light was swiftly passing, circling the moon, then quickly dissipating.

"What’s up there?" He stared intently, his expression extremely grave.

Then, he shook his head, first focusing on thoroughly coming back to life; at present, he couldn’t manage too much.

Qin Ming found the operation of the Silk Scripture quite laborious, as the flesh and blood instinct felt somewhat sluggish, the golden threads and jade light not as bright, indicating his heavy injuries.

The good thing was, he was indeed recovering, with wounds on his organs healing, and at this pace, his body, like a pieced-together shattered porcelain, would eventually be as good as new.

As his body revived, continuously healing wounds and restoring bodily functions, Qin Ming felt an overwhelming fatigue, leading him into slumber.

Yet he was quite at ease, for this was not a descent into death’s abyss, but a true dormancy, from which he might awaken vigorous and lively.

As he was about to lose consciousness, he kept thinking about the Silk Scripture.

It was indeed extraordinary, repeatedly saving his life.

To be precise, it was he himself rescuing himself.

Any cultivation technique is lifeless, only becoming a flesh and blood instinct when mastered.

Following the path of the Silk Scripture was truly arduous; he practiced for over ten years to truly master it.

It should be noted, even the "Life Changing Scripture," known to stump many "Celebrities," hadn’t hindered him, and he quickly grasped it.

According to records, the Silk Scripture requires guidance from predecessors, led by the self-practiced Heavenly Light Force, aiding successors in road expansion to initially form and complete the technique cycle.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to master; successors wouldn’t achieve it.

However, several Ancestor Masters suspected to be individuals of the caliber like Six Imperial, Tathagata, Yuqing, either died, were discarded, or vanished, not to mention the fate of their Disciples.

The scripture’s "notorious reputation" spread without effort, and its path naturally broke off for this reason.

Everyone knew of its power and terror, but could only study it as a reference; truly embarking required immense determination and courage.

After all, it greatly "costs" Ancestor Masters!

Qin Ming purely "toughened it out," relying on himself to proceed!

In his stupor, changes occurred within his body, continuous streams of light shooting up, blooming within his flesh like Outer Heaven Light piercing through the night fog, falling to various parts of the earth.

The Silk Scripture’s operational pathways dimmed somewhat.

However, his body hadn’t deteriorated but continued recovering.

His flesh regrew, organs revitalized, with strong heartbeats, and his breathing became more stable.