Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 915: Chapter 390: Harvest (Part 2)

For instance, when encountering the Nine Words of Demon Subjugation Mantra cast by the Saint Ancestor’s avatar, Ning Qi directly created a divine technique called Ten Thousand Swords Opening a Lotus.

It was a way to extract the essence and use it for himself.

Ning Qi quietly took stock of the gains after entering the war domain, not knowing if he didn’t, but once he did, he was shocked himself.

In such a short time, he actually had so many gains.

As expected, like the saying goes, crime pays well, no, war makes the capable even wealthier!

However, Ning Qi knew that these gains were not the end, and he would win even more gains in the future.

As he grows a bit more, and when the ancestors of the two realms join the battle, he would certainly gain much more profit than before!

By now, Ning Qi had figured out the character of Sea Ancestor, Saint Ancestor, and the Will of the Two Realms, finding they weren’t as bad as he thought.

As for Mountain Ancestor, Ning Qi hadn’t truly interacted with him, so he wasn’t quite sure what kind of person he was.

As the True Martial Realm Master, Ning Qi was initially reborn into the Mountain and Sea Realm for the safety of the True Martial Realm, originally he was there to destroy the Mountain and Sea Realm.

But now, Ning Qi slightly changed his thinking.

It seemed that these guys didn’t all need to be destroyed, as long as his power surpassed them, he could just take them under his command.

Ning Qi seemed to see the scene where he would integrate the Vast Realm and Mountain and Sea Realm into the True Martial Realm.

At this moment, the entire war domain shook heavily once more.

The clear energy ascended within, while the turbid energy descended, becoming somewhat reminiscent of the sensory experiences brought by the real world.

Ning Qi knew that the war domain was finally completely stabilized, so...

He immediately turned his gaze once again to the place where the boundary wall between the two spirit realms connected.

Sure enough, the entrance that was previously about to open, was now opening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Initially extremely narrow, allowing only light to pass through.

Then suddenly wide and clear, enough to allow a person to enter.

In an instant, Ning Qi saw two figures flying out from the entrance at a speed as fast as lightning.

Boom!

The air emitted a piercing whistle, even before the sound fell, the two figures had already flown into the war domain.

Ning Qi stared at the two people standing not far apart in front of him, his eyes widened suddenly.

The two were none other than the Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor, their true bodies had finally arrived in the war domain.

The two stood facing each other, their momentum seemingly present but also absent.

Ning Qi carefully perceived their cultivation, their true bodies seemed somewhat restrained.

Ning Qi perceived they were in a peculiar state.

It was like the limit of Harmonization, or perhaps a realm higher, or maybe, one could say they were stuck in between.

Ning Qi compared it with his own power through perception.

He regretfully found that the strength of his reincarnated body was still not as good as theirs.

If he included the power of his true body, Ning Qi wasn’t certain.

Because in their current state, Ning Qi didn’t dare to say that the Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor weren’t hiding anything.

Their true bodies came to the war domain, and in their eyes, it seemed as if no one else existed anymore.

The Saint Ancestor glanced around the entire war domain, his old face slightly resembling a wrinkled orange peel, saying with a bit of helplessness:

"The war domain can barely contain our power now."

Across from him, Sea Ancestor was clad in luxurious attire, carrying a touch of regal elegance.

She replied, "Even if the war domain shatters, when it comes to the Sea of Realms, can’t we still engage in temporary combat?"

The Saint Ancestor shook his head, smiling wryly, "Had I known you were so reckless, I would rather risk the depletion of the Vast Realm than accept this spirit realm war."

He looked towards Sea Ancestor and continued, "Don’t you know what will happen if we reach the Sea of Realms?"

"So what?" Sea Ancestor replied indifferently.

The Saint Ancestor coughed.

"You say it so easily, but by truly doing so, who knows how many cultivators will die? Even you and I would be at risk, let alone other cultivators."

"Enough with the rambling, is this an old person’s condition?"

Sea Ancestor’s icy eyes refracted light, resembling a pair of exquisite ice jade.

"If it’s a fight you want, then fight, no need for so much nonsense. I’ve already allowed you to take your Vast Realm cultivators away; the upcoming battle is ours!"

Ning Qi just wanted to mock, saying women are indeed hard to understand; criticizing others for rambling when she herself was the same, isn’t she?

Of course, these thoughts could only be kept to himself. Based on the current aura of both ancestors’ true bodies, he still seemed no match for them.

Ning Qi’s eyes flickered, unintentionally sweeping over the war domain.

The boundary walls around the entire war domain, in his eyes, were inscribed with array patterns that even ancestors wouldn’t easily detect upon investigation.

These were array patterns previously set by Ning Qi, constantly absorbing the power of fallen cultivators, as well as the power of the entire war domain and the Sea of Realms.

Ning Qi concealed it, waiting until the end to merge the entire war domain into the True Martial Realm.

By then, his power should be able to reach the level of Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor.

But what left Ning Qi speechless was that old sly Mountain Ancestor, even now, still hadn’t appeared?

Surely he’s quite good at hiding!

Ning Qi even began to suspect whether he wanted to be the fisherman reaping benefits from a stork and a clam fighting. With such conduct by Mountain Ancestor, Ning Qi wondered if he could really pull it off?

Suddenly, the space in front trembled like dough.

Sea Ancestor reached out her long, white right hand, instantly transforming the space in front of her right hand into an enormous water sphere.

The water sphere emitted a transparent and rippling luster, like a glass tank under sunlight.

This was a seamlessly cast water prison divine technique, merging even the space.

It was unsure whether Saint Ancestor was unguarded against this move or if he deliberately let himself be confined in the water prison.

"Various Prisons Trapped Kill!" Sea Ancestor shouted coldly.

Instantly, everyone saw that the transparent water prison seemed to transform into numerous spaces at that moment.

One moment it appeared as scenes from the eighteen layers of hell, including Tongue-Pulling Hell, Iron Pillar Hell, Fire Flame Hell, Heavy Water Hell, and other hellish scenes; another moment it appeared as various human prisons full of illusory figures administering eighteen kinds of torture.

Strangely enough, there was even a Cattle-Horse Hell.

Transforming people into cattle and horses, even worse than cattle and horses, working longer hours than them but receiving far less in return.

The meager earnings were barely enough to sustain their lives, making the onlooking cultivators break into cold sweats.

Inside, as the scenes changed, Saint Ancestor seemed to experience everything himself.

These were hard to define as an illusion, yet hard to call true reality.

Just like the appearance of this divine technique, shifting between illusion and reality, truth and falsehood rotated, hard to distinguish.

The various prisons added to it, causing the entire water sphere to transform into various colors. Saint Ancestor seemed willingly experiencing everything within, with no sign of resistance.

Ning Qi found Saint Ancestor’s performance extremely interesting.

Was this old man enjoying this kind of pain or the unusual experience?

He glanced curiously at the abuse-wielding Sea Ancestor and then at Saint Ancestor within. Were the two just perfectly matched tormentors?

Thinking of this, Ning Qi inexplicably shuddered, feeling a chill run through his body.

Beside, many spectating cultivators seemed to share a similar feeling but dared not speak.

Joking aside, how dare they intervene in the battle between the strongest ancestors of the two realms?

Meanwhile, under the leadership of Gong Tiandao, Mountain Ancestor’s subordinates had a strong sense of being abandoned.

Where was their Mountain Ancestor?

Even a word from the Mountain and Sea Realm Will would suffice.

How could they be ignored, no longer recognized by Mountain Ancestor? Could it be they were so worthless in Mountain Ancestor’s eyes?

...

In the Mountain and Sea Realm.

On the peak of Heaven-Reaching Peak, gusts of fierce wind blew, rustling the clothes of those standing.

The Dragon-faced Servant remained by the mountain’s path, silent as a stone sculpture.

It seemed he would only move when ordered by Mountain Ancestor.

Mountain Ancestor stood with his hands behind his back, gazing over the entire war domain.

"I bet you’re all doubting me, huh? Humph, I’ll let you fight a while first, then I’ll extract some more power from there."

"I’ve orchestrated the spirit realm war for nurturing that thing. Now is the time for the harvest; I hope it will let me progress further!"