Night Without End
Chapter 280 - 181 Practicing Tao

Chapter 280: Chapter 181 Practicing Tao

Qin Ming stood at the doorway, feeling a sense of grandeur, somewhat incredulous that a glowing path at the end of the main hall led to the night sky.

A white-robed woman, her black hair swaying with the night breeze, emerged from within the full moon, hazy and ethereal, as if descending from the nine heavens.

Could such a person exist? Qin Ming could not believe it.

Because Wu Yaizu’s grandmother told him that the most powerful old seniors of the Fourth Forbidden Land who took the "Rainbow Transformation" path never managed to descend after flying to the moon.

How could this woman reside on the moon?

Moreover, she effortlessly strolled along the path, as if walking leisurely in a garden, bathed in moonlight, descending so easily!

"Mirage and moonlight, attack!" Qin Ming mimicked Lu Zizai’s initial appearance, lightning surged from his tongue, crackling with electric light, as his body emitted extremely fierce yang energy.

However, nothing happened; at the end of the main hall, the woman remained shrouded in bright radiance, unhurriedly approaching.

The main hall was silent.

From afar, the woman wore white robes, exuding a pristine and otherworldly beauty, truly a matchless elegance.

As she drew nearer, her tall figure, the curves barely visible beneath her white attire, her hair radiating specks of light, everything seemed perfect.

However, her face was unseen... hidden by her black hair, disrupting the earlier otherworldly beauty and introducing a sense of eeriness as she approached.

This immediately evoked thoughts of a white-robed ghost emerging from the night fog.

Qin Ming’s expression grew solemn.

He stepped into the main hall, almost collapsing to the ground, overwhelmed by a mountainous pressure, truly struggling to withstand it.

And the source of this pressure was the glowing walls of the main hall, inscribed with scriptures!

One of the Ancestor Masters of the Silk Scripture, the old senior who once visited here, had left scriptures on the wall, each word like a luminous mountain suffocating anyone who encountered it.

Even someone as strong as Qin Ming with a body like a Fierce Sun seemed on the verge of breaking.

Yet, he stubbornly lifted his head, trying to imprint the entire text in his mind, even though his body was reaching its limit, he continued to gaze.

"That foolish old man, scribbling at this place." The white-robed woman spoke to herself, gently waving her hand, white mist engulfed the wall, rendering it invisible.

The pressure on Qin Ming vanished, yet he had no joy, and said: "Senior, I wish to view those words on the wall."

"You came for this scripture." The white-robed woman remarked.

"Yes!" Qin Ming nodded, feeling honesty was best in front of such beings.

"If you wish to benefit here, it’s not a problem, but your limit matters, depending on which level you can reach." The white-robed woman’s voice was soft, her temperament amiable without any oppressive force.

However, Qin Ming’s heart grew alert; if she were truly so good-natured, there wouldn’t be so many who never return.

"In the past, during the Hundred Schools of Thought, dozens of paths concurrently progressed, yet most were empty talk; how many survive now?" The white-robed woman continued in a gentle voice.

She paused briefly, saying: "I no longer enjoy sitting and discussing Tao, preferring to see actual ’Practicing Tao,’ hence the temple houses many failing souls."

Chilled to the core, Qin Ming realized her participation rendered ’practicing’ extremely dangerous!

"Among the newcomers here, who is the strongest?" The white-robed woman inquired.

A phantom suddenly appeared, bowing as it responded: "The elder who inscribed the words on the wall left the scripture."

The white-robed woman stood at the end of the main hall, saying: "Forget him, he left no form, no thought; cannot be pulled for a duel."

Turning her gaze toward the web within the temple, she said: "Zhu’er, you’ve been listening to Tao discussions for centuries, your understanding isn’t shallow. Go and spar with him."

Next, she glanced toward the wall’s base, where a footprint pressed deeply into the ground, forming a viscous mass.

With a gesture, she shot out a white light, promptly pulling a black spider from the footprint.

Qin Ming shivered in fear, for the spider’s true form resembled a mountain size, yet someone easily crushed it long ago?

"Zhu’er walks the God Road." The bewildered black spider responded; it was merely a lingering thought, having died many years prior.

"I’ve set no limited path’s skill, just stay within the First Realm." The white-robed woman replied.

Then, the black spider grew to millstone size, exuding black gold luster, its Divine Wisdom spilling forth as if adorned in holy armor.

Qin Ming appeared solemn, as this engagement was a supreme test within the temple’s main hall, renowned as an unparalleled danger, historically few have survived.

He took it seriously, pushing his Heavenly Light Force to extreme limits, nearly burning, resembling a true sun rising, illuminating the space.

Naturally, he would exert all his strength!

Up ahead, from the black spider’s location, dense fog spread, intertwining silver threads, these weren’t physical webs, rather its Divine Wisdom expanding.

In an instant, Qin Ming felt slightly lightheaded, the attack had begun, involving the Spiritual Domain!

However, it was merely momentary discomfort, as if in a flash, flames erupted from his body, igniting the Spirit threads as if they were tangible.

Qin Ming held great respect for his adversary; in such a domain, he dared not reserve any strength, this time completely merging his Unity Heavenly Light Force to unfold.

"Boom!"