Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 1005 - 433: Radiant Slaughter of Sun and Moon (Part 2)

The protective barrier in the central region, nearly overwhelmed by the spectral legion, now blazed with an effulgent radiance.

Myriad soldiers shrieked in agony, as if scorched by the midday sun, their forms dissolving into the void in successive waves.

The shadowy tendrils descending from the heavens abruptly retracted, as though they had never materialized.

"How can they still possess such formidable might?"

From a distance, the Mountain Ancestor's countenance registered utter disbelief.

Having ensnared the two for so considerable a duration, how could he be unaware of their diminished state?

Dismissing the oppressive force within Buzhou Mountain, the sheer volume of combat alone should have depleted their reserves.

Yet, at this juncture...

A radiant moon and a sun, composed of innumerable Divine Texts, ascended simultaneously from the depths of Buzhou Mountain.

The two ancestors, acting in concert, unleashed a newly devised ultimate technique specifically engineered to eradicate malevolent spirits.

"Sun and Moon Radiance Kill!"

Golden solar rays and silvery lunar beams intertwined like liquid and milk, and the immeasurable Power of Rules meandered from the celestial bodies, permeating the surroundings.

But their strategy extended further; the Saint Ancestor and the Sea Ancestor positioned themselves directly between the solar and lunar entities.

Divine luminescence emanated from them, appearing to consume their very essence and transmute it into light that illuminated every corner of the void.

Witnessing the surrounding forces being annihilated by the celestial glare, their faces instantly lit up with triumph.

The Saint Ancestor swiped the perspiration from his brow.

"Our gamble paid off; it truly functions!"

The Sea Ancestor's hair whipped about in the gale as he declared, "We must act swiftly, for our reserves will not sustain us indefinitely!"

The Saint Ancestor immediately affirmed his statement.

The pair had recently assimilated all the Qi transmitted by the Saint Ancestor's avatar and had been meticulously preparing this decisive strike.

They rapidly directed the sun and moon constructs surrounding them, launching a direct assault toward the Mountain Ancestor.

The Mountain Ancestor's expression remained impassive, and he emitted a cold, contemptuous sneer.

"So, it is a final, desperate surge. It gave me pause, but do you truly believe this can fell me?"

He then brought his palms together with a sudden clap.

In that instant, countless threads of blood, resembling arcane runes, slithered forth from the palms of his clasped hands.

Varying in thickness, these blood-threads intricately wove across his entire person, extending up his arms.

He appeared akin to a fiend conjured from a sanguine abyss!

A palpable wave of bloody miasma immediately diffused, saturating the interior of Buzhou Mountain. The intensity was so profound it evoked the sensation of plunging into a crimson inferno, inciting visceral nausea.

Upon observing this spectacle, the complexions of the two ancestors turned ashen.

They were partially invigorated by the bloody aura and partially incensed.

How much of the vital essence from all living creatures had the Mountain Ancestor hoarded?

Judging by recent perceptions alone, the number of beings the Mountain Ancestor had dispatched likely far exceeded their wildest estimations.

Moreover, a dawning realization struck them: the preceding sacrifices were far more intricate than they had initially appeared.

The Mountain Ancestor had likely segregated and preserved the souls and physical forms of every sacrificed entity for distinct applications!

The Mountain Ancestor unleashed a terrifying cascade of blood-light, and a circular, luminous silhouette seemed to materialize upon his exterior.

"Damn you, Haoshan, are you not apprehensive of the Heavenly Dao's judgment from the unseen realms?"

The Sea Ancestor bellowed, his voice strained.

"Hmph, what Heavenly Dao? You and I stand as Near-Immortals; can you still cling to such naivete? When a victorious general rises, ten thousand bones lie desiccated. We who pursue immortal cultivation inherently defy the heavens, causing innumerable lives to wither that we might flourish."

The Saint Ancestor deemed it beneath him to exchange further words, vocally expelling a single command: "Kill!"

Internally, he harbored a profound debt of gratitude towards Ning Qi. Had Ning Qi not intervened to preserve the two realms, the denizens of both would have been utterly drained of blood and soul, denied even the solace of death.

The solar and lunar constructs enveloping the two ancestors commenced a gradual convergence.

Sun and moon intermingled, existing in simultaneous presence.

The golden solar form and the silver lunar form drew progressively closer, poised to coalesce into a novel Divine Technique manifestation.

However, the Mountain Ancestor resolved to deny them the requisite time and opportunity for this fusion.

The Mountain Ancestor's physique erupted with blood-light, his murderous intent ascending skyward.

Curiously, all the scars marring his visage vanished, replaced by skin as supple and fair as an infant's, as if he had instantaneously reverted to youthful vigor.

"Blood Soul Dark Rain!"

The Mountain Ancestor commenced a rotational spin, ascending ever higher.

He uttered a number with unreserved ruthlessness.

Instantly, vast, somber clouds rapidly materialized in the heavens above the entirety of Buzhou Mountain.

These clouds, however, were not of a somber gray or black; they were inherently sanguine in hue.

Gazing upwards from below, it was as though the very seas of blood had inverted themselves.

In the next moment, ominous blood clouds gathered overhead, from which a dense downpour of rain began to fall. These watery streaks connected the heavens and the earth, the tempest descending and soaking the Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor below, their faces growing even more ashen. In a swift flash, the heavens' sun and moon convergence patterns, which had just formed, appeared to be corroded, with their impacts creating noticeable indentations upon them. Their expressions shifted once more. At the same time, a small, ethereal mountain silhouette descended from the sky, bearing down upon the two as they ascended. This was the miniature Buzhou Mountain Illusion, a technique unleashed by the Mountain Ancestor from his perch atop the peak. The confined space within the illusion only grew smaller, and with the descent of the miniature mountain shadow, the ascending figures were abruptly forced downwards. The divine light surrounding the Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor seemed to instantly dim and become obscured. "Increase your speed!" the Sea Ancestor urged. The Saint Ancestor remained silent. The convergence speed of the sun and moon shadows around them instantly appeared to accelerate, doubling its pace. The radiance of the sun and moon gradually shifted, transforming into a pure, untainted white. The falling blood rain, though intense, was now incapable of inflicting corrosive damage. The miniature illusory Divine Mountain was also elevated by a beam of brilliant white light, preventing its further descent. Observing this, the Mountain Ancestor's brow furrowed slightly. He then let out a cold, resonant shout, "All Living Beings Curse Power!" Within the scarlet downpour from the sky, innumerable souls materialized, drifting and plunging within the deluge. They were so densely packed that their number defied comprehension. All at once, these souls began chanting in unison, their mysterious intonations forming a terrifying acoustic wave that swept downwards towards the two ancestors. Though the pair were in the process of merging the sun and moon shadows, in the very next second, they felt the onslaught of countless soul voices surging towards their Primordial Spirits. Instantly, the light from the sun and moon they were combining began to separate, behaving like repelling magnetic poles, and moving at an even greater velocity. While the Saint Ancestor was comparatively unaffected, the Sea Ancestor suddenly expelled a mouthful of bright red blood. "Cough!" The moon shadow enveloping the Sea Ancestor began to fluctuate visibly, showing signs of dissipation. She raised her pallid face to meet the Saint Ancestor's gaze, "I am sorry, I cannot withstand this move." The Saint Ancestor's heart plummeted instantly. He had not anticipated that the Mountain Ancestor would possess such insidious Divine Techniques hidden away. Over the years, the Sea Ancestor had unfortunately succumbed to a degree of madness; facing such a potent All Living Beings Curse Power attack, if it were a single impact, she might have endured it for a fleeting moment. However, with the Mountain Ancestor as the wielder, her ability to resist was severely compromised. Her predicament mirrored Ning Qi's ambition to become the will of the Spirit Realm, as previously discussed by the two spirits, requiring him to endure the collective impacts of all beings in existence. This particular maneuver by the Mountain Ancestor was akin to employing the accumulated malevolence of all living things to assail the Sea Ancestor. Even for the Saint Ancestor, if this onslaught were to continue unabated, it was uncertain how long he could persevere. Just as they appeared on the verge of being overwhelmed by the Mountain Ancestor's power, a clear and resonant voice transmitted into their awareness. "Continue your convergence; I will offer my aid." Upon hearing this, a flicker of hope instantly reignited within the hearts of the Saint Ancestor and the Sea Ancestor. They immediately heeded the advice, and the sun and moon shadows, which had just separated, began to reunite. "Stubborn fools!" the Mountain Ancestor sneered derisively. The blood rain intensified its descent, and the wails of countless grievances grew even more piercing! Within the confines of Buzhou Mountain, aside from the sun and moon shadows cast by the Saint and Sea Ancestors, the scene resembled a harrowing tableau from a blood-red inferno. The re-merging sun and moon shadows, this time, encountered no resistance and fused together with astonishing speed. Unseen in the shadows, Ning Qi channeled his power towards the location of the two ancestors. He had long since absorbed the heritage of the ancestors, mastering multiple abilities and having cultivated the Taiyin Solar Divine Art. It could be said that the Divine Techniques of the ancestors could have been fully executed by him alone. However, in his determination to assist the two, Ning Qi was prepared for the moment to be a backstage supporter. From above, the Mountain Ancestor, witnessing the rapidly coalescing sun and moon shadows, was taken aback. His previously sneering expression dissolved as his eyes widened in disbelief. The situation had devolved too swiftly; he could not fathom the unfolding events. Within the sphere of pure light, countless manifestations of sun and moon appeared. The two ancestors ascended, each wielding a Divine Soldier meticulously crafted from the sun and moon light shadows, and they charged directly towards the Mountain Ancestor, who was enveloped in the crimson glow of the blood clouds in the sky. The Mountain Ancestor barely had time to descend deeper into the bloody mist.