Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 1007 - 433: Twin-Faced God Sanctuary (Part 2)

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Previously on Cultivating with Top Enlightenment...
Mountain Ancestor unleashed a powerful divine technique, but Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor countered it with a combined sun and moon attack. The two Ancestors managed to break through the blood clouds, but Mountain Ancestor escaped. Ning Qi was revealed to have entered Buzhou Mountain, drawing the attention of Mountain Ancestor, who believed Ning Qi's appearance confirmed his suspicions.

The world is in constant flux, rarely unfolding precisely as one might envision.

Ning Qi held a hope that Mountain Ancestor would remain unaware of his presence within Buzhou Mountain’s interior. He had a distinct strategy in mind, but if discovered, he possessed an alternative plan to manage the situation.

"Do you believe remaining silent means I won't be aware of your existence? Must I compel you to reveal yourself?"

Within Buzhou Mountain, a myriad of mysterious forces surged in every direction.

Innumerable dark roots, stained by the crimson clouds overhead, once more encircled the void.

At last, Ning Qi’s form was compelled into the open.

He materialized inside Buzhou Mountain’s confines.

Since Mountain Ancestor had detected him, Ning Qi saw no further need for concealment.

He emerged with confidence, enveloped by a peculiar aura reminiscent of the skies above Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor.

"Mountain Ancestor, now that I have entered your Buzhou Mountain phantom, why not step out to meet me?"

High in the heavens, the blood-red clouds roiled, and Mountain Ancestor’s figure manifested concurrently.

"I have finally lured you in!"

With a sweep of his hand, countless droplets of blood rain were unleashed, hurtling towards Ning Qi like a barrage of hidden projectiles.

Ning Qi gestured towards the oncoming blood rain, releasing a multitude of Sword Pills that precisely intercepted and dissipated every single drop.

"You won't employ such an attack against me again, will you?" Ning Qi inquired calmly.

Mountain Ancestor narrowed his eyes.

His intention was merely to test, to ascertain if the blood rain posed any threat to Ning Qi.

After all, both Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor had been ensnared by the blood clouds.

However, upon this test, Ning Qi had effortlessly dispersed the blood rain.

He immediately understood that Ning Qi's power had once again surged, now surpassing that of the other two ancestors.

Mountain Ancestor harbored a sense of unwillingness.

A legion of tormented souls within the blood clouds emitted renewed, unending screams.

Above, the light ensconced within the blood clouds quivered without cease.

Even the combined strength of Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor, who had integrated the shadows of the sun and moon, along with their Power of Rules and Immortal Dao Aura, found it challenging to contend.

Furthermore, an intensified wave of sound condensed into a Dharma bell, descending upon Ning Qi below.

Ning Qi neither dodged nor flinched.

He calmly observed the translucent, blood-colored Dharma bell as it enveloped him.

Instantly, the Dharma bell vibrated; the dispersed sound waves converged into a concentrated mass.

The sheer power of the sound alone, capable of instantly shattering the Primordial Spirit and causing physical demise, could overwhelm even a cultivator at the Unity Realm if trapped.

Moreover, concealed within these sound waves was the All Living Beings Curse Power!

This was the collective curse of countless souls who had met their end by Mountain Ancestor’s hand, their potent malice and grievances within their souls amplified by him, coalescing into a dreadful curse.

This curse represented a power that transcended the Unity Realm, one even cultivators of higher realms would prudently evade.

As the saying goes, mortals fear repercussions, while bodhisattvas fear the cause.

This All Living Beings Curse Power was exceptionally malevolent, capable at minimum of scattering a cultivator's spirit, inducing a loss of self, and at its worst, complete assimilation, transforming the victim into another specter among the thousands of resentful souls!

Had this scenario unfolded previously, Ning Qi would have required alternative methods to counteract such a move.

However, merely observing from the periphery, he had nearly grasped the source of its potency.

Additionally, his fusion with the True Martial Spirit Realm of Haoran Mountain and Sea, which encompassed all living beings, had fortuitously granted him a novel power.

The Power of Belief!

Within the translucent, blood-colored bell, the myriad sound waves of the resentful souls generated dense ripples.

At this juncture, these ripples became discernible to the naked eye, indiscriminately assaulting Ning Qi’s physical form and Primordial Spirit within its confines.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Ning Qi’s body appeared to instantaneously become ethereal and distorted, as if achieving a form of resonance.

But in the subsequent second, a faint golden radiance suddenly materialized around Ning Qi.

This golden light possessed an extraordinary gentleness, an impeccable purity, resembling the luminescence emanating from the very first rays of dawn dispelling the night from a clear, starlit sky.

Instantly, the ripples assaulting Ning Qi made contact with the golden glow and dissolved completely.

Not only that, but the ripples within the bell were immediately pacified by the golden radiance, much like the morning sun vanquishes darkness, rendering Ning Qi impervious to all forms of law.

Crack!

The blood-colored Dharma bell fractured, dissipating into the void.

Above the sea of blood clouds, Mountain Ancestor's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This is impossible!"

He was teetering on the edge of delirium; Ning Qi's prior ability to withstand his other assaults was one thing, but now, even the formidable All Living Beings Curse Power, capable of slaying beings in the initial Immortal Realm, proved ineffective against him?

"Nothing is impossible; it is merely your unfortunate lack of luck." Ning Qi stated matter-of-factly.

A golden radiance enveloped him, instantly soaring towards the menacing blood clouds staining the sky.

Unlike the light wheels supported by Mountain Ancestor and Sea Ancestor, Ning Qi moved like an indomitable sword's shadow. He tore through the blood clouds he encountered, leaving behind pristine, clear skies in his wake, unable to be reformed.

With effortless grace, Ning Qi ripped open the blood clouds' enclosure, his entire being plunging into the light wheel formed by Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor.

The golden glow surrounding him radiated outward, merging seamlessly into their protective light wheels.

In an instant, the blood clouds that had blanketed the sky dissipated as if winter snow were meeting the warm embrace of the early spring sun.

Not long after, the heavens returned to their natural, clear blue state.

Ning Qi materialized before Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor.

Gazing upon his towering silhouette, they were suddenly overcome by an unusual sense of profound security.

Despite their fame spanning hundreds of thousands of years, they now found solace and protection in the presence of a mere young man.

"Kid, we are immensely grateful for your timely rescue. However, you must swiftly escape the confines of Buzhou Mountain's phantom realm!"

Saint Ancestor, without wasting more words, voiced his urgent concern.

He and Sea Ancestor harbored suspicions that Mountain Ancestor might be intentionally luring Ning Qi into a trap.

Even after Ning Qi had just purged the sky of blood clouds, they felt Mountain Ancestor wouldn't be so easily vanquished.

Sea Ancestor added his own warning: "The longer we battled within, the more we sensed his terrifying power. Why would you foolishly walk into a tiger's den?"

Ning Qi, without turning, responded with unwavering calm: "No problem!"

His voice carried a potent, soothing influence, instilling a sense of peace in the hearts of the two ancestors who had just spoken.

In the distant, lofty sky, Mountain Ancestor observed the unfolding scene.

At this precise moment, his attention was wholly fixated on Ning Qi, not sparing a single glance for Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor.

This intense focus naturally caused Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor to feel a sting of hurt acknowledgement.

They, who were once considered equals to Mountain Ancestor, now found a younger individual's complete attention eclipsing their own significance.

Yet, the two could only acquiesce to this reality!

"Come, what other tricks do you have prepared?" Ning Qi challenged, gesturing towards Mountain Ancestor.

Mountain Ancestor, setting aside his surprise, responded.

"Each time you appear, you manage to exceed my expectations. I find myself somewhat reluctant to eliminate you."

Following his words, he ascended, soaring above Buzhou Mountain.

There, another Mountain Ancestor awaited, standing like a deity, gazing down upon those below.

Even as Ning Qi entered Buzhou Mountain, this figure displayed no discernible emotional reaction.

The figures of both Mountain Ancestors materialized simultaneously atop Buzhou Mountain's summit.

Below, Sea Ancestor and Saint Ancestor watched the impending clash, a foreboding sensation washing over them.

"Boy, quickly intervene and stop them!"

Ning Qi remained impassive.

"They surely made extensive preparations beforehand. Do you genuinely believe I can prevent their actions?"

Saint Ancestor fell into a sudden, contemplative silence.

Ning Qi was no longer the prodigy cultivator they had initially perceived.

Saint Ancestor, through his own past encounters, had come to understand Ning Qi completely.

Even he had to admit that Ning Qi, in terms of both power and foresight, likely surpassed his own standing.

Above.

The two Mountain Ancestors converged, their forms instantly melded into one cohesive being.

Curiously, the fused form possessed four legs, four arms, and two faces.

This was not a simple incarnation, but rather akin to two Mountain Ancestors merging back-to-back, creating a formidable Dharma Aspect.

Rumble!

"Being compelled to resort to this technique by you, regardless of the outcome, all three of you have earned the right to be proud."

The voice descending from the heavens echoed the merged entity's nature—not singular, but layered, as if with reverberations.

The pronouncement was devoid of emotion, purely indifferent.

Upon witnessing the newly manifested Mountain Ancestor, Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor involuntarily felt a terrifying chill trace its way up their spines.

Even Ning Qi experienced a sense of profound unease.

They had witnessed numerous Divine Techniques before, including similar manifestations like three-headed, six-armed abilities.

However, the aura emanating from Mountain Ancestor at this moment felt distinctly different.

It was as if he had transcended humanity, evolving into a divine being!