Night Without End-Chapter 23 - 15: The Gleam of Knives in the Snow

The mountain wind was strong, whistling as if ghosts were crying, breaking many tree branches, and even lifting the snow on the ground. Mixed with the goose-feather-like snow falling from the night sky, the world was a vast expanse of white.

Qin Ming walked alone through the snowstorm, arriving at the foothills where the Patrol Team was stationed.

He decided to use the captured bow and arrow, which in his eyes was still a "soft bow," but it was much better than the Iron Core Bow he used earlier.

The fierce snowstorm continually battered his face, forcing him to squint and change into thicker warm clothing, putting on his armor before wearing a thin outer garment.

He buried the bow and arrows he brought along with wraps into the snow cave, pressed down by heavy stones, and then walked up the mountain with four Iron Spears from the Mountain Patrol.

Qin Ming approached silently, gradually ascending to the peak, only a few dozen meters away from the flat land.

If not for the strong wind and heavy snow, the Golden Mastiff, comparable in size to a wild tiger, would have likely detected the scent of a stranger earlier.

Even so, it seemed to sense something, its ears covered in dense golden patterns perking up.

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In one of the larger log cabins, where Chixia flowed, shadows of several people were reflected in the windows. In this freezing weather, they were drinking alcohol and eating fragrant, steaming yak meat cooked in a copper pot over charcoal.

"The Fire Spring in the Blood Bamboo Forest is about to extinguish, it's a good opportunity to deal with those spiritual creatures, we must plan ahead..."

The words carried by the wind reached Qin Ming, who wanted to listen further. Some of the Patrol Team were targeting a type of spiritual creature in the mountains for Second Rebirth.

Unfortunately, he could not pry further as the Golden Mastiff had appeared outside the shack and looked towards him, about to roar.

He aimed at that window, drawing the bow at the burliest person, and arrows, like lightning piercing the night, whistled through the air, all striking the log cabin.

There were muffled groans inside, then everyone ducked down. Immediately, the window and door of the cabin were burst open, and several figures shielded by tables and doors rushed out, then taking cover behind large trees and rocks, they sharply searched for the hidden attacker.

The Golden Mastiff barked furiously, its howls scattering the snowflakes in front of it, and its massive body burst forth with astonishing force rushing fiercely towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming momentarily ignored the Mutated Mastiff, focusing all the Iron Arrows like dense rainfall upon one person—Fu Entao.

He did not care about the other Mountain Patrol members; only the Second-time Rebirth was the most dangerous. If he could injure him, it would be more meaningful than cutting down the rest.

Regrettably, Fu Entao was hit only by one arrow and the wound was light; his specially made armor protected him well, the arrow penetrating only half an inch deep.

Afterwards, Fu Entao wielding a long blade struck out, cutting most of the Iron Arrows, and using trees as barriers, he rapidly approached.

He judged from the force of the Iron Arrows being shot that this opponent had not undergone Second Rebirth, not a difficult person to deal with.

It was not that Qin Ming lacked strength, but the Hard Bow used by the Mountain Patrol could not withstand his thousand-jin force and eventually, he snapped it.

The Mutated Mastiff covered in gold and black patterns, came close, leapt forward toward Qin Ming, white mist emitted from its open bloody mouth, its white sharp fangs exceptionally fierce, its roar shaking the forest.

However, its massive body stiffened mid-air and stopped roaring abruptly as an Iron Spear flew at an terrifying speed, piercing its head, splattering blood, its ferocious gaze quickly dimming.

No doubt this was a stronger mutated creature, capable of troubling newcomers, but it was simply killed by Qin Ming with a single spear throw—instant kill!

With a thud, it fell five meters in front of Qin Ming.

From a distance, Feng Yi'an saw the Golden Mastiff's corpse hit the ground and cried out painfully, "Goldie!"

Qin Ming felt a surge of anger in his heart. To these people, the lives of villagers outside the mountains were less important than an Evil Dog, and they shouted out of demeanor for it.

With a powerful swing of his right arm, another Iron Spear was thrown, whistling against the snowstorm, flying towards Feng Yi'an.

The bearded Feng Yi'an, a hopeful Second Rebirth Mountain Patrol, reacted swiftly, his robust body quickly shifted laterally, and menacingly swung the long blade in his hand, slashing at the approaching Iron Spear.

With a harsh clash of metal and sparks flying, Feng Yi'an's entire arm went numb, his hand trembling slightly on the hilt, almost losing grip.

He was shocked by the immense force; the Iron Spear brushed past his body and flew into a log cabin, instantly shattering the thick door.

At this moment, the nearly two-meter-tall Fu Entao stomped through the snow, kicking up a large wave of snow, his speed astonishingly fast, less than ten meters away from Qin Ming.

What awaited him was a tailor-made Iron Spear from the Patrol Team, soaring through the night like a poisonous dragon, shooting intensely at him.

As a Second-time Rebirth, Fu Entao's senses were extremely sharp, clearly capturing the trajectory of the Iron Spear.

Not wanting to waste a bit of strength, his large body slightly shifted, effortlessly dodging it, his feet never pausing, charging with the wind towards his opponent.

He avoided the cold-gleaming Iron Spear, but behind him, another Mountain Patrol member followed, lagging by about a dozen meters, becoming the second target.

This was intentional by Qin Ming; if Fu Entao blocked it, fine, but if he dodged, then the thrown Iron Spear would head towards the person directly behind him.

The latter Mountain Patrol member couldn't dodge, as the distance was simply too close, and Fu Entao had just blocked his line of sight.

"Ah..." he let out a shrill scream, pierced in the chest by the incoming Iron Spear, even his armor couldn't prevent it, instantly bursting open, pieces flying.

However, this blockage altered the trajectory of the Iron Spear.

After deviating slightly from its original direction, the Iron Spear, with a thud, pinned a Mountain Patrol member against a tree as thick as a bucket. Blood streamed down the spear shaft, staining the snow red.

He struggled excruciatingly and was evidently not going to survive.

Behind him, Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng felt a chill down their spines, as if they themselves were nailed to that large tree, and couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

Fu Entao knew what had happened behind him, his face hardened, and the distance of ten meters was but a leap away for him.

His curly black hair was swept backwards by the cold wind, the beast skin cloak fluttering loudly, and the long blade he held in his two-meter frame was custom-made, wider and sharper; as he swung it downward with a force as if cleaving a mountain, utterly ferocious!

Qin Ming, typically as stable as a rock, now moved like thunder, fast and fierce. A slight sidestep allowed him to dodge the terrifying blade, and with the last Iron Spear in his left hand, he smashed it against the blade from the side, altering its trajectory.

Fu Entao was slightly taken aback, realizing this wasn't someone he could handle casually; this person must have undergone Second Rebirth.

He pressed down hard with his blade, trying to sweep away the Iron Spear and continue to strike with strong dominance. However, he encountered significant resistance.

With the Iron Spear in his left hand, Qin Ming collided against the blade, sparking a shower of sparks, and blocked the long blade outside his body. Then he lunged forward, his right hand wielding a Chopper aiming straight for the open chest of his opponent.

Fu Entao's pupils contracted, the heavy blade in his right hand unable to push back the Iron Spear, highlighting for the first time the arduousness, encountering a formidable opponent.

The Black Gold Arm Guard ornate with Mountain Monster patterns on his left arm rose swiftly to block the clear Chopper, emitting a harsh metallic clashing sound.

Taking the opportunity, Fu Entao rapidly retreated like thunder, stirring up all the snowflakes on the ground, breaking free from the slightly passive situation after the initial collision.

He shook his slightly numb left arm and looked down to see cracks on the guard, nearly split open—not due to the sharpness of the opponent's blade but from the overwhelming force that cracked it.

Misjudging the force of the Iron Arrow, he had intended to instantly kill the archer but was met with resistance and started to seriously size up his opponent.

Qin Ming looked at his Chopper, the sharp edge damaged and clearly notched. Although it was made of fine iron, it definitely couldn't compare with the Weaponry of the Patrol Team.

He was clearly aware that his strength was superior, but he slightly lacked speed. Second Rebirth emphasized flexibility and speed; he needed to engage the opponent in close combat under the misunderstanding that he was a newcomer from the same field, limiting the opponent's advantage to strike from a distance.

"Who are you, and why are you targeting us?" Fu Entao spoke, initially thinking his opponent was but an impulsive hot-blooded youth he planned to cripple and then interrogate.

In the face of his opponent's vast strength, he calmed down, treated him as an equal, and even held a considerable amount of dread—after all, the opponent was extremely young, could he be a noble from Chixia City? But the attire didn't match.

Qin Ming didn't answer; his left hand holding the Iron Spear pointed forward, his right hand raised the Chopper slightly, steadily advancing step by step, calm and composed, young yet filled with presence.

Fu Entao frowned, increasingly suspicious of his identity.

As Qin Ming walked out from the dark woods towards the Fire Spring area, Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng recognized who he was.

They thought he looked familiar earlier, but now illuminated by the fiery glow, his features clearly emerged and they were utterly astonished.

"You are from Shuangshu Village... Qin Ming?!" Feng Yi'an was in disbelief, having seen this youth several times before—wasn't he just reborn not long ago?

Qin Ming didn't answer. He walked resolutely towards his opponent, then suddenly accelerated, thrusting the long spear forward like an ice snake transforming into a dragon on the snowfield, emitting a terrifying whoosh in the windswept snow, and the ground snow busted open.

"Surround him, don't let him escape, I want to capture him alive!" Fu Entao shouted swiftly as he wielded his blade.

His gaze was sharp as cold lightning, appearing completely confident, mainly because he feared Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng might hesitate. He now boosted their confidence.

"Surround him together, finish him sooner." A robust Mountain Patrol member called out, approaching slowly with his blade, not rushing recklessly but aiming to mentally pressure Qin Ming nearby.

Seeing this, Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng moved forward to encircle him, guarding crucial positions, ready to strike at any moment, subtly affecting the battle dynamics.

The clash between the two was terrifying, with the Iron Spear leaving afterimages like dragons and snakes in the sky, and the intense blade light like lightning on a rainy night, rapidly expanding the battleground.

Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng's faces changed dramatically; could the leader really suppress this aggressive young one named Qin Ming?

Qin Ming and Fu Entao re-entered the dense woods from near the Fire Spring, while the three outside had no choice but to follow, cautiously encircling them.

As the two dashed through the woods, the untouched trees suddenly crackled, numerous branches falling onto the snowy ground, and even large trees collapsed with a thunderous roar.

Suddenly, within the dark dense forest, a silver-white figure pounced down from a tree trying to ambush Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was engaged in combat with Fu Entao, his back to this direction, a Snow Ape kept by the Patrol Team suddenly struck from the high altitude, somewhat unexpected.