Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 895 - 381: Tianxing Nine Suns (Part 2)

A barrage of Sword Pills slammed into the Saint Ancestor all at once, nearly prompting him to curse aloud, convinced his half-day of chatter had gone to waste.

Did this kid even listen to a word he said, or was he deliberately feigning compliance to lower his defenses?

Right now, the Saint Ancestor struggled to fully decipher Ning Qi’s true intentions.

However, the endless stream of Dao Sword Pills made the Saint Ancestor’s face twitch faintly.

These Sword Pills differed from the earlier ones; intricate Divine Texts now glowed brilliantly on their surfaces.

Ning Qi had rapidly transcribed the Hundred Character Divine Techniques and fused them perfectly into his Dao Sword Pills.

This youngster was utterly horrifying!

In that instant, the Saint Ancestor’s clone bellowed suddenly: "Nine-word demon-slaying mantra!"

Right away, nine radiant golden characters burst from his lips.

Each character shone with dazzling gold, expanding upon release into a colossal orb akin to the sun.

The nine characters linked together, evoking Tianxing’s legendary nine suns, as though plunging back into ancient myths.

The law sphere swept through the heavens, clashing with Ning Qi’s Sword Pills and melting a huge portion instantly.

Seconds later, Ning Qi beheld the golden radiance pouring from the nine solar forms overhead.

Inside those nine golden suns, myriad visions sprang to life.

At that instant, the whole space resonated with Dao chants, resounding with majestic, boundless incantations.

Every beam of light they cast into the emptiness displayed tiny spectral characters.

With this Divine Technique activated, Ning Qi’s Dao Sword Pills froze mid-air, halted in their tracks.

Witnessing this, Ning Qi roared in fury.

"Ten thousand swords open the lotus!"

Immediately, his leftover Sword Pills morphed into a lotus formation.

All the lotuses basked in the golden glow of the Saint Ancestor’s nine-word demon-slaying mantra, drawing in the incantation’s power much like natural photosynthesis.

In a flash, innumerable golden lotuses blossomed across the void, releasing a mystical aroma.

This Peach Blossom Spring Space turned ethereal and surreal, resembling an Immortal Realm.

The spectacle left the Saint Ancestor unable to hold back his praise.

He never imagined Ning Qi’s improvisational skills could achieve such heights.

He was certain this technique was something Ning Qi had just devised on the spot, not a pre-learned Divine Technique!

After all, even his own nine-word demon-slaying mantra stemmed partly from ancient bronze shards that tumbled from a tome he studied long ago.

Mastering that Divine Technique had demanded a full century of his effort.

The Saint Ancestor believed no one across the two realms had ever witnessed it.

Yet now...

The horde of golden lotuses in the void swiftly countered his Divine Technique flawlessly, flipping the tables to seize the upper hand!

The very next moment, every golden lotus unleashed boundless Sword Qi and unfurled incantation characters, hurtling toward the Saint Ancestor.

The Saint Ancestor thrust out his palm, summoning one golden sun from above to shield him instantly.

Ning Qi’s assault struck that golden sun squarely.

Boom! Ripples spread like disturbed pond water, splashing countless light flecks in a halo.

Ning Qi charged forward undaunted by the golden suns looming in the sky.

Golden lotuses trailed behind him, as if he strolled gracefully through a sea of blooms, untouched and elegant.

Abruptly, he jabbed a finger at the Saint Ancestor.

All the golden lotuses converged into a single massive sword, thrusting savagely at the Saint Ancestor.

Rumble! Rumble!

The other eight golden suns plummeted from the heavens toward Ning Qi, majestic as falling stars.

In that instant, the entire Peach Blossom Spring Space quaked fiercely, overwhelmed by the duo’s ferocious clash.

As the golden suns all descended and Ning Qi’s golden lotus barrage concluded, the Peach Blossom Spring Space fractured like ripped canvas, collapsing with a deafening shatter.

Already strained by the enormous law serpent earlier, how could it endure such a brutal showdown?

"Aiyo!"

A yelp echoed as a figure tumbled out amid the disintegrating space.

In the Central Domain.

Every battling cultivator turned their gaze, spotting Ning Qi hurled outward.

Suspended in the sky above, an elderly figure floated, his expression etched with shock.

The Saint Ancestor’s clone eyed the hurtling Ning Qi with bewilderment.

"That boy..."

His moves couldn’t possibly elicit such a cry from Ning Qi.

His eyebrows knit together, as if grasping Ning Qi’s scheme.

Reflecting on their earlier exchange, that kid had acted on purpose; he must have accepted the proposal.

Ning Qi spun through the void like a cannonball, crashing down close to Zhao Yujun.

The three sect leaders remained locked in intense combat, yet Jiang Yingchu showed himself no weakling, still resisting Zhao Yujun and Gong Tiandao without defeat.

He resembled a pint-sized Saint Ancestor, every technique of his mirroring the Saint Ancestor’s own.

"Are you alright?"

Zhao Yujun threw a concerned look toward Ning Qi and sent a voice transmission.

Ning Qi came to a halt, brushing away imaginary dust, and swiped at the edge of his mouth like he was clearing away a streak of blood.

"Don’t worry about me, I said I’d handle the Saint Ancestor’s clone!"

These words sparked a wave of respect in Zhao Yujun that she couldn’t hold back.

Though Ning Qi was far too youthful, he displayed genuine backbone, greatly outdoing Gong Tiandao!

Gong Tiandao, fiercely clashing with Jiang Yingchu, naturally caught sight of this moment too, his heart shuddering.

Annoying as Ning Qi might be, he was reliable at the very least.

The Saint Ancestor’s clone fixed a profound stare on Ning Qi’s display.

His gaze appeared to transmit: Kid, that performance of yours is stage-worthy!

However, the Peach Blossom Spring Space lay in ruins, leaving his leftover power quite limited.

The Saint Ancestor scanned the surroundings with his eyes.

Rather than calling forth Harmonization illusions in that moment, he intended to channel his final strength into summoning something different.

Ning Qi pondered launching another assault on the Saint Ancestor when suddenly the clone lit up completely, hurtling toward the Central Domain’s Celestial Dome Boundary.

What in the world was this guy up to?

Next, all onlookers watched the Saint Ancestor’s clone shift like a Feather Transformation.

The clone dissolved into motes of light, crossing straight through the Central Domain Boundary.

His maneuver caused the entire Central Domain to quake violently.

The Vast Realm Will illusion popped up abruptly beside the spot, while the Mountain and Sea Realm Will illusion materialized inside the Central Domain.

"What is that?" The Mountain and Sea Realm Will illusion questioned hesitantly.

The Vast Realm Will illusion pulled in energy from the Central Domain, channeling it right to the Saint Ancestor’s location.

The next instant.

All present saw the boundary wall tear open, forming a shadowy spatial passage.

Starting mere fist-width, the tunnel swiftly ballooned to three miles across.

Yet this lasted only a split second.

Even so, in that brief flash, more than a hundred dreadful beings plunged from the dark spatial passage.

These were no humans or cultivators, sporting bizarre forms yet all brimming with savagery.

Hundreds of fiends like savage beasts, demon kings, and warped human fusions drooled hungrily, their crimson eyes locked on the Central Domain’s Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators.

"Could these be the Exiled Monsters?"

The Mountain and Sea Realm Will illusion shivered abruptly.

"That’s bad; that guy has summoned even such creatures. I must quickly notify Haoshan Sea of Emotions; I didn’t expect such things during the Spirit Realm war opening!"

Without departing, he promptly relayed his body will, sending a clone from the Mountain and Sea Realm to consult the Mountain and Sea Ancestors.

Afterward, the Mountain and Sea Realm Will illusion faced the Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators, zeroing in on Ning Qi.

"Boy, these monsters are particularly terrifying; likely only you can handle them, please endure!"

Ning Qi caught the transmission, rendered thoroughly speechless.

Why did all these headaches keep getting dumped on him?

In his role as True Martial Realm Lord, he picked up on the turmoil rippling through the Sea of Realms as the Saint Ancestor’s clone forged the spatial passage.

Clearly, the Saint Ancestor’s clone had baited these horrors with his ebbing energy.

Even Ning Qi deemed these entities somewhat daunting at first glance.

Unlike the previous Sea of Realms invaders, these carried a power that made even Ning Qi’s heart quiver faintly.