Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 780 - 327: Saint Ancestor’s Wind God Painting (Part 3)

Previously on Cultivating with Top Enlightenment...
The massive dark green tornado summoned by Khong Shan Qing surges toward Ning Qi, who stands unmoved amid the chaos. Instead of being torn apart, Ning Qi reveals his profound mastery of the Wind Rule, integrating into the attack and reversing its direction, flinging the stunned Khong Shan Qing from the void in a battered state. Onlookers from the three armies watch in awe as Ning Qi effortlessly dominates the domain master battle, their reverence for him deepening to divine levels. Ning Qi then questions the injured Khong Shan Qing about his ties to the Vast Immortal Sect and possible life-saving treasures from the Saint Ancestor.

Upon hearing those words, Kuang Shanqing felt a brief moment of astonishment, surprised that Ning Qi had extracted such details from Qianying.

Qianying must have undergone a soul search by Ning Qi already. He absolutely didn't want to suffer the same fate!

With that thought in mind, Kuang Shanqing abruptly clutched an item in his grasp.

Ning Qi's eyes turned toward it, realizing it was an exquisite blue-covered scroll.

Its width exceeded the span of Kuang Shanqing's hand by just two inches, and its girth resembled that of a typical peasant's rolling pin.

Kuang Shanqing's face grew grave, and as he produced the scroll, his gaze overflowed with boundless respect.

"Ning Qi, I acknowledge your power exceeds my own, yet I can't accept that this scroll won't impact you at all!" he declared.

Endless assurance surged through Kuang Shanqing about this scroll.

A glint appeared in Ning Qi's eyes. Though the scroll looked ordinary, linking it to Kuang Shanqing's background, this assured treasure had to be a gift from the Vast Realm's Saint Ancestor!

A subtle wave disturbed Ning Qi's previously serene and steady mind.

The rewards this time were truly immense; Ning Qi never dreamed he'd get a chance to witness the might of the rival Saint Ancestor!

How formidable exactly was the Saint Ancestor? An intense curiosity gripped Ning Qi uncontrollably!

"Bring it on!" Ning Qi challenged Kuang Shanqing.

Suddenly, the hand gripping the scroll shook in Kuang Shanqing's hold.

This was the Wind God Painting bestowed upon him by the Saint Ancestor!

All his present cultivation level and status as Domain Master stemmed from this artwork gifted by the Saint Ancestor.

Yet, from the moment he acquired the painting up to this point, even with constant daily study, he'd comprehended merely one percent of its secrets.

Mastering it fully wouldn't elevate him to the Saint Ancestor's heights anyway; after all, this was just a random creation by the Saint Ancestor.

Kuang Shanqing hesitated to employ it except in dire straits, yet facing the overwhelmingly formidable Ning Qi, he was forced to reveal it!

A quick flick from Kuang Shanqing's fingers infused his Wind Dao Rule into the painting.

Vaguely, a seal upon the painting appeared to lift.

In a flash, Ning Qi appeared behind Kuang Shanqing.

Empowered by the painting he clutched, Kuang Shanqing responded with lightning speed, immediately sensing Ning Qi's position and whirling around with a mocking grin, "Pointless, nowhere for you to flee!"

Ning Qi stayed quiet; his move wasn't for escape, but because the spot behind him was taken by the Profound Truth Realm's three armies.

Should he remain there and the artifact's strike proved overwhelmingly fierce, he might dodge it himself, but if the forces behind failed to, catastrophe would strike.

Though they stood twenty miles distant, Ning Qi couldn't predict the full destructive force of the painting Kuang Shanqing wielded!

Simply put, Kuang Shanqing's look brimmed with far too much certainty!

Ning Qi circulated the incantations across his form, igniting the Realm Power from the Mountain and Sea Realm and subtly linking to his core essence.

At last, the Wind God Painting in Kuang Shanqing's grasp unfurled, unrolling to display a five-foot by ten-foot artwork.

Ning Qi fixed his stare on the painting.

There, inside the painting, lay a crude and basic drawing.

With sparse lines, inks and colors sketched out a rudimentary human shape.

This shape harnessed the winds, soaring across the nine heavens—the Wind God!

As the complete form within the painting came into view, Ning Qi found himself immediately captivated by the depiction.

Even though the form was basic, it abruptly gained boundless depth.

Ning Qi sensed his mind pulled into the painting, transforming into the breeze supporting the Wind God's steps, propelling him upward through the nine heavens.

The Wind God struck the Celestial Realm with a single hand, demolished the Immortal Door, cut down innumerable immortal phantoms, and in the end, ascended to Immortal True Immortal!

Meanwhile, he turned into the foul wind of corpses under its soles, heaped with infinite pale skeletons...