Ein Reisender, der alle Himmel und unzählige Welten durchquert

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Qu Huailiu and Wan Ai took off together and leaped up to meet Ming Er and Lan Qi. At the same moment, four Dongming experts surrounded the two from behind.

"How dare you touch my Seventh Young Master?!" With a shout, Lan Tong and Lan Long intercepted Qu Huailiu and Wan Ai in mid-air.

"How dare you be disrespectful to my young master!" Mingying and Mingluo waved their long sleeves, like white clouds hanging from the sky, instantly blocking the four Dongming experts.

Ming Er and Lan Qi continued to rush forward.

Qiu Hengbo untied the silver thread hidden in her sleeve. As she raised her head, she saw the purple and blue figures flying side by side in mid-air, like phoenixes soaring. She was momentarily confused. The sudden flash of a blade brought her back to her senses. The silver thread came out of her sleeve. The Heavenly Needle, which had once shaken the martial world, finally reappeared on Dongming Island tonight!

The blade whistled, the sword rang.

Hundreds of martial arts masters from the imperial dynasty, filled with hatred and anger, brandished their swords and charged towards the masters from the Eastern Sea!

It doesn't matter if they lack internal energy; their hands and feet are still intact, and their ingrained techniques remain. With just these, they can fight!

In order to survive, the Second Young Master Ming and the Seventh Young Master Lan, who risked their lives to save them, sought to avenge their months of imprisonment and humiliation, and even more so, to reclaim the dignity that belonged to the martial arts community of the imperial dynasty!

Therefore, defeat the Eastern Sea masters ahead!

Therefore, we walk through blood and step over corpses!

Break through this gloomy stone house that has brought them shame!

Blood splattered, corpses strewn about.

One expert from Dongming fell, and another rushed forward, never retreating a single step!

The sword flashed, taking a life!

The blade slashed, unleashing a vengeful spirit!

When a weapon pierces the body, it is cold and painful!

Blood is disgusting, and murder is heinous!

But... they have their mission!

They bear the weight of countless dying wishes from their ancestors!

They carry the hopes of Dongming Island for hundreds of years!

They cannot allow their descendants to become like them!

so--

Slaughter, we face it head-on!

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While the Dongming masters were locked in fierce combat with the imperial martial arts community, Ming Er and Lan Qi leaped towards the row of stone houses. The Dongming masters who tried to stop them were intercepted halfway by the masters from the Ming and Lan families.

The two looked at the row of sealed stone houses, exchanged a glance, and each gave a faint, enigmatic smile.

Now that we've come this far, let's make it the most exciting and spectacular ever!

so--

Ming Er stepped forward, examined the area, and then once again used that mysterious footwork to open the door to the stone house.

Lan Qi stood leisurely a few feet away, and all the Dongming experts who attacked Ming Er were driven away by her jade fan.

The stone wall moved slowly again, and as the stone door opened, light shone out from inside. Ming Er and Lan Qi both smelled a scent that was different from the stench of the stone house on the mountainside. Instead, they were greeted by a rich fragrance, like sandalwood and musk.

The two exchanged a glance, sharing the same question, and immediately stepped into the stone house. Upon entering, they both thought they had gone to the wrong place or entered an illusion. However, the sounds of swords clashing and fighting outside reminded them that this was not a dream, but still Dongming Island.

The stone house was more spacious than anyone could have imagined, seemingly stretching to the horizon. Countless pearls were embedded in the roof and walls, illuminating the interior as if it were daytime. A red gauze curtain concealed a pear-blossom bed, a green gauze screen hid a boudoir, a rosy carpet covered the floor, and a couch lay like brocade. Golden beasts swayed in the breeze, jade cups held amber, jadeite adorned red cherries, and red coral decorated with green fruit… The furnishings inside were so opulent and magnificent, they resembled the golden palace of an imperial court!

What is most astonishing are the beauties with their snow-white skin half-covered by red silk, and the disheveled heroes of the dynasty who are leaning against the couch, drunk and lying on the bed, letting the beauties massage their legs and backs, feed them, drink them wine, and playfully tease them!

Even kings and nobles are nothing more than this!

Therefore, Lan Qi's first reaction was to shake her head.

"Unfair! Unfair! Yun Wuyai is so unfair! Why didn't he use these to entertain me? Why did he serve us assassins and poisonous hidden weapons?!"

Young Master Ming sighed and said, "Yun Wuyai really has some impressive skills!"

The people inside the room were startled to see the two of them. Some of them cried out and stood up, "Second Young Master Ming! Seventh Young Master!" and then hurriedly hid themselves.

Others, dazed and confused, raised their drunken eyes and chuckled foolishly, "You two are here too! This place is wonderful, with food, drink, and beautiful women..."

Others pushed aside the beauties leaning against them and rushed towards the two with delighted expressions, calling out, "Second Young Master! Seventh Young Master!"

As for those beauties, those who were leaning remained leaning, those who were lying down remained lying down, and those who were pushed down sat on the ground. There was no panic or hostility, only that each of them looked at Lan Qi and Ming Er with their captivating, watery eyes.

"Those who are willing to leave, fight their way out." Ming Er said indifferently and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Lan Qi tugged at his sleeve. "Such a nice place, let's stay a little longer."

Ming Er glanced back at the magnificent house, smiled, and said with an air of otherworldly elegance, "Seventh Young Master, please make yourself at home." With that, he flicked his finger, dismissing Lan Qi's hand, and turned to leave.

Lan Qi took one last, reluctant look at the fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful women, and said with a hint of regret, "My beauties, I'll come find you all again later." With that, his emerald eyes flashed, captivating the souls of everyone in the room, and he drifted away.

At the foot of the peak, the two opened seven more stone doors, each revealing a scene of opulent luxury and breathtaking beauty, leaving Lan Qi filled with envy. They had endured days of hardship, relentless pursuit, poisoning, and injuries, while these people were indulging in fine wine and beautiful women every night—a world of difference!

"If you're willing to leave, then fight your way out." To those who were drunk and reclining in the boudoir, leaning against the arms of beauties, the Second Young Master Ming would simply utter this sentence, showing neither surprise nor disgust, and would simply turn and leave without giving them another glance.

All the stone houses were opened. Some people came out, some stayed to continue their decadent lifestyle, and some hesitated.

Outside the stone house, the fighting continued.

In terms of numbers, Dongming has more.

In terms of strength, it is Dongming High School.

The heroes of the Imperial Dynasty, having lost their internal energy and relying solely on techniques, are certainly no match for the masters of Dongming. However, you have the courage to fight to the death! So, keep fighting forward, keep charging forward! One falls, and more pounce from behind. Moreover, you have masters from the Ming and Lan families to assist you!

Therefore, 70% of the people who fell to the ground were from the Imperial Dynasty's martial arts world, and 30% were from Dongming!

"Oh my, how lively! I'll join in the fun!" Lan Qi laughed and leaped into the fray. A purple shadow flew by, and blood splattered on a jade fan!

Ming Er glanced around, then leaped to the southeast, saying, "Please follow me."

A soft, gentle voice drifted over the cacophony of battle cries, clearly penetrating everyone's ears and bringing the bloodthirsty heroes back to their senses. All they could see was that elegant figure, and they immediately drew their swords, took steps, and followed the green-clad figure.

They firmly believed that the green shadow would lead them on their way back to life!

Those who had just emerged from the golden cave were stunned by the towering flames, the blood and carnage before them.

A moment later, they came to their senses.

"If you're a man, then shed your blood!" someone roared and charged at the nearest Dongming expert. He was unarmed, but with a flash of light, the man was decapitated, his blood spilling and splattering all over the ground.

The head that rolled off the building opened its eyes, but a faint smile played on its lips.

"Good! Good! It's better to die a quick death than to live like this, neither human nor ghost!" someone murmured, and with a swift movement, he leaped towards the Dongming expert. The blade flashed again, piercing through the chest, and blood trickled down.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Someone shouted, and then everyone rushed out. Swords flashed, blood flew and limbs flew, there were screams of agony, shouts of hatred, and... roars of pleasure!

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26. The Other Shore Flower Blooms Like a Dream (Part 2)

That night, at the foot of the southern peak of Dongming, blood flowed like a river.

Years later, Yuwen Luo, who had become a well-known and promising figure in the martial arts world, still kept quiet about that night, no matter who asked him about it.

At this moment, young Yuwen Luo was hiding under the protection of his older brother Yuwen Feng, desperately dodging the swords and blades. He was only a third-rate fighter to begin with, and now that he had lost his martial arts skills, he was practically powerless. He was also timid, afraid of pain and death, so he dared not face the experts of Dongming. Fortunately, because he was afraid of death, his eyes and ears were exceptionally sharp. Although he couldn't help his brother much with his hands and feet, he was very helpful with his mouth. Whenever a sword was handed to him, no matter from the left, right, front, or back, he was always the first to know and then alert Yuwen Feng so that he could quickly counterattack or dodge. Moreover, even in such chaos, he did not panic. His words were clear and distinct, and he occasionally thrust his sword or two. Combined with Yuwen Feng's moves and long whip, the two brothers truly escaped danger time and time again.

Beside them, Hua Qinghe, Hua Fushu, and Rong Yue stood guard against the enemy, while Shang Pinghan stood alone with his sword, with Jin Que Lou watching him from three feet away. Sui Qingchen was protected by a group of his followers. At this moment, the one with the most advantage was Mei Hongming. Whether it was a knife, a sword, or dust and sand, everything in his hands turned into a hidden weapon, shooting the enemy with unparalleled accuracy, speed, and venom.

What's most surprising is Qiu Hengbo, the beautiful Qiu. Born into a martial arts family, with her father being a grandmaster, it's only natural that she possesses exceptional skills. However, the extent of her martial arts prowess is truly unexpected. Even with their internal energy sealed, Qiu Hengbo can protect Liu Mo with one hand while her other hand unleashes a silver thread that flies out without a trace, instantly killing and slaying. Wherever the silver thread passes, a master from Dongming falls. So much so that occasionally, when Yuwen Feng is preoccupied with his own survival, Yuwen Luo will cry out "Help!" and hide behind Qiu Hengbo. Each time this happens, it elicits laughter from everyone in this perilous situation.

"These stone houses are arranged according to the formation. The direction the Second Young Master is heading is the way out of the formation. Let's follow him." Qiu Hengbo glanced at the surrounding scenery amidst his busy schedule and then reminded everyone.

"good."

Everyone worked together to charge towards Ming Er's direction.

The cold wind is still biting.

The firelight flickered and danced.

The killing continued amidst the bloodshed and violence.

Screams and howls rose and fell, echoing everywhere.

Occasionally, eerie and terrifying laughter would ripple through the air.

"Hahahaha... That was a satisfying kill! It was truly exhilarating to kill this young master!"

Accompanying that eerie laughter were splattered streams of blood and falling corpses! Wherever the purple shadow went, wherever the jade fan passed, death was certain and souls were scattered! Such martial arts, such cruelty, such rampant killing intent, all made the experts of Dongming tremble with fear! Looking at the person who came bathed in blood, clearly dressed in purple with a beautiful face, bewitching and inhuman, yet terrifying like a demon!

The people of Dongming kill for a mission.

The martial arts world of the imperial dynasty kills each other for the sake of survival.

And she—Lan Qi—kills for the sake of killing?!

At that moment, she seemed possessed by a demon, ready to go anywhere, killing anyone she encountered and even slaying Buddhas!

Those unique, emerald eyes shone brighter than ever before, yet were utterly cold and ruthless.

At this moment, Ning Lang, who was being carried on Song Gen's back, suddenly opened his eyes, "Senior...Brother..."

Despite the surrounding sounds of swords and shouts of battle, Song Geng was overjoyed when he heard them.

"Junior brother, you're awake?!"

Hearing this, Xie Mo looked at Ning Lang and saw that he had opened his eyes. She was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Junior Brother is really awake!"

The junior brother, who had been unconscious for several days, finally woke up. This caused Song Gen and Xie Mo to suddenly feel a surge of power. They quickly dealt with the Dongming experts who attacked them. Then, without paying attention to the surrounding situation, they put Ning Lang down and checked on his condition.

“Senior brother…I heard…Lan…Lan…’s voice…” Ning Lang said slowly, his breath weak.

Song Gen and Xie Mo were taken aback.

“Yes, Lan Qi is here.” Song Gen helped Ning Lang turn around so that he could see the person.

Ning Lang looked up and immediately saw the figure that resembled a demon. In an instant, his brows furrowed. "Pain..."