Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 852 - 361: Luring the Enemy

Three objects hovered in the emptiness before Ning Qi, each emitting a distinct glow.

The apparition of the Mountain and Sea Realm Will started presenting them sequentially.

The silhouette gestured toward the leftmost object, disclosing it as a seven-hued thread of light that writhed ceaselessly.

Each wriggle made it look like it was harmonizing with the nearby void, profoundly enigmatic.

"The first item is a strand of my core realm power."

"I don’t know how the Vast Realm Will would target you, but with this core realm power, as long as it doesn’t use equivalent realm power against you, you can undoubtedly suppress it."

Ning Qi nodded.

This core realm power appeared, at a glance, more than ten times mightier than the standard realm power bestowed by the Mountain and Sea Realm, surpassing especially in its purity!

Ning Qi itched to test if channeling this core realm power to his main body would unravel additional secrets of the Vast Realm Will.

The silhouette then indicated the central object.

A magical treasure akin to a miniature mountain floated weightily in the void.

Though it looked compact and rather plain, Ning Qi sensed a tremendous energy pulsing from within.

The Mountain and Sea Realm Will clarified: "This item is the Mountain Stabilizing Seal, a magical treasure wielded by Haoshan during his youth. Though he never granted it to another soul, for the greater good this time, he has handed it to you."

Ning Qi whispered: "The Mountain Stabilizing Seal?"

The Mountain Ancestor had forever remained an enigma to Ning Qi, yet possessing this Mountain Stabilizing Seal might finally reveal the true extent of the Mountain Ancestor's power.

The silhouette directed attention to the final object on the right, a deep ocean-blue jewel.

Gentle ripples stirred inside it; at first sight, Ning Qi felt colossal waves pounding without end, hammering at his divine sense.

He turned his head faintly, and the odd sensation vanished.

The Mountain and Sea Realm Will declared, "This item is called the Heart of the Ocean, granted to you by the Sea Ancestor, in hopes you will aid more in the imminent clash."

Ning Qi took hold of the three items successively and responded: "Don’t worry, Realm Venerable, with these three treasures, I will certainly give my all."

The silhouette said with satisfaction, "That’s good."

It looked toward the outer perimeter as tensions escalated sharply in this region.

"Go quickly!"

Ning Qi fell silent and vanished from the spot in an instant.

The silhouette observed quietly toward where he had gone, lights flickering in its eyes.

The battle's course in the Central Domain would rely on how many Vast Realm Harmonization realm cultivators Ning Qi managed to draw in.

Not just it—even Sea Ancestor and Mountain Ancestor pondered Ning Qi’s importance to those Vast Realm individuals.

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Ning Qi materialized at the fiercest battleground, keeping his concealment array intact for the moment.

To lure greater numbers of pursuers, he had to flaunt himself boldly and amass sufficient enmity.

He gazed forward.

Across this warzone, cultivators from both sides clashed with wild fury, teetering on the edge of insanity.

Several known figures drew Ning Qi’s attention.

Leng Qingao, serving Sea Ancestor, clad in a blue robe, planted her lithe legs atop vast Water Rule waves, plummeting from the heights.

Amid those colossal waves, myriad spectral sea demon beasts emerged, baring fangs ready to consume foes upon impact!

"Sky Slash Riding the Wave!"

Leng Qingao cried out, her tone laced with the sea’s merciless edge.

Below her in the skies hovered a Vast Realm peak Harmonization cultivator.

The gray-robed man carried nothing superfluous, his robes free of any ornate designs.

He raised his lifeless eyes to the diving Leng Qingao, his gaze utterly still.

Abruptly, a gray sword light shot from his back, which he seized firmly.

Ning Qi, attuned to Sword Intent, instantly recognized this foe as a lifelong devotee of Sword Dao.

"Despair Soul Sword!"

The gray-clad cultivator lunged his blade straight toward the descending Leng Qingao.

At once, an enormous gray sword light erupted skyward, like a titanic blade poised to sever every barrier.

This sword light, far from flashy, bore a chilling might that rattled the soul.

Immediately, nearby Harmonization cultivators scattered from this man’s vicinity.

Evidently, his strikes spared no allies or enemies.

High above, Leng Qingao’s brows knit faintly, though fear did not touch her features.

Confronting the advancing gray sword light, she pressed the massive waves downward relentlessly.

In a flash, the two supernatural forces smashed together.

Curiously, no explosive boom resounded; an unnerving hush prevailed.

The sword light carved mutely through the vast wave like slicing soft tofu.

Inside the surge, countless sea demon phantoms revealed despair, then shattered irrationally, blending back into the waters.

Now, Leng Qingao’s face finally shifted.

Every despairing instant from her past flooded her thoughts, replaying old defeats and bitterness endlessly.

The torment felt boundless, battering her spirit and resolve without cease.

In her mind, Leng Qingao abruptly pictured her master, Sea Ancestor, crushing the deceptive visions and clearing her sight once more.

The sword light had fully bisected the giant wave, closing in on her.

Yet Leng Qingao, as Sea Ancestor’s disciple and elite among his followers, endured.

Her slim pale feet, shod in pristine transparent crystal slippers, suddenly unleashed horrifying might.