Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 937 - 401: Divine Mountain Mutation (Part 2)

The damage inflicted upon the space was swiftly mended by the interwoven wills of the two realms, preserving the war realm's integrity.

As the spatial tears healed, a collective gasp of disbelief rippled through the observers, their eyes fixed intently on the scene.

Their Mountain Ancestor stood completely unharmed.

Only the lesser Divine Mountain Illusion he had conjured was slightly marred!

"..."

The Sea Ancestor's breath grew ragged.

From within the illusion, the Mountain Ancestor appeared to cast a look of pity upon the Sea Ancestor, though his own expression remained resolute and assured.

"Sea of Emotions, I knew this confrontation was inevitable. I warned you long ago against pursuing immutable truths; the past is the past. We remain senior brother and sister, yet you refused to heed my counsel. Insisting on this path has only led to your increasing powerlessness!"

The Sea Ancestor stared, utterly bewildered by his intact state, her icy eyes flickering and crimson lips trembling.

"This defies logic! It cannot be!"

Frantically clawing at her hair, her nails digging into her flesh, she refused to accept the reality before her.

Even wielding the entirety of the Sea of Realms, why had the Mountain Ancestor become even stronger than before?

The Sea Ancestor found this outcome utterly unpalatable.

Ning Qi observed the pair, his gaze drawn to the imposing Divine Mountain Illusion manifested by the Mountain Ancestor.

He detected a peculiar anomaly.

Ever since the Mountain Ancestor summoned the colossal Buzhou Mountain Illusion, his tactics, both offensive and defensive, had become strikingly conservative.

Even when shattering the Saint Ancestor's Divine Text Tower, the Mountain Ancestor had resorted to a single Divine Technique to slay immortals, eschewing any other methods—a notably strange decision.

Moreover, there seemed to be no discernible energy transfer between the Buzhou Mountain Illusion and the Mountain Ancestor, suggesting the latter wasn't channeling his personal Magical Power to sustain the illusion.

Yet, why had the Mountain Ancestor refrained from employing other tactics against the Saint Ancestor and the Sea Ancestor?

Ning Qi found himself unable to decipher this puzzle, sensing that the Mountain Ancestor harbored a hidden agenda.

The Sea Ancestor's agitation seemed to escalate further.

Her face was a mask of disbelief, consumed by profound hatred, sorrow, and a tempest of negative emotions, utterly devoid of any joy.

Witnessing this, the Saint Ancestor materialized beside the Sea Ancestor, uttering the powerful nine-word incantation designed to subdue demonic entities.

Golden Divine Texts emanated from his lips, drifting towards the Sea Ancestor.

As if bathed in sunlight, the Sea Ancestor visibly began to calm, her frenzied state subsiding.

"Do not let your emotions cloud your judgment. Observe his condition more closely!"

With that, the Saint Ancestor formed a sword seal with his fingers, tracing a rune resembling two eyes in the empty air.

This rune, also comprised of Divine Texts, floated towards the Sea Ancestor's eyes.

The Sea Ancestor's body gave a slight tremor as her eyelids fluttered open and closed a few times.

This time, she seemed to perceive the Mountain Ancestor's current state with genuine clarity.

"What is that?"

The Saint Ancestor explained, "The legendary Buzhou Mountain stands as the closest point to the Celestial Realm. All cultivators in the Lower Realm, irrespective of their standing, must traverse Buzhou Mountain to achieve ascension. Consequently, Buzhou Mountain is not a realm of delight, but a place fraught with sorrowful dirges."

Ning Qi was taken aback by the pronouncements of the two Ancestors.

He immediately activated his Golden Pupil of Illusion-breaking, focusing on the current state of the Mountain Ancestor and the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, yet he observed no discernible difference.

Could there be something imperceptible even to him?

Ning Qi pondered this, electing not to employ his own physical strength. Instead, he directly transmitted a message to the Saint Ancestor:

"Old man, what exactly did you witness? Allow me to see as well."

The Saint Ancestor responded, "Is this truly how you request a favor?"

Ning Qi retorted, "Will you help or not? If you do, perhaps I'll reconsider your earlier offer."

The Saint Ancestor narrowed his eyes, ceasing his verbal exchange with Ning Qi.

With a sweep of his hand, he carved another Divine Text Eye into the void, sending it towards Ning Qi.

The Divine Text Eye hovered before Ning Qi.

As Ning Qi reached out to touch it, the Divine Text Eye dissipated like golden light, illuminating his Golden Pupil of Illusion-breaking.

Instantly, Ning Qi felt an overwhelming power surge into his eyes, a force that even he regarded with profound awe.

It was the aura of Immortal Dao!

Ning Qi had not anticipated that the Saint Ancestor would bestow upon him a sliver of Immortal Dao Aura; could it be that only those possessing Immortal Dao Aura are capable of perceiving the condition of the Mountain Ancestor?

Experiencing the shifts within his eyes, Ning Qi silently committed the sensation to memory, retaining a minute fragment of the Immortal Dao Aura for private contemplation.

He reopened his eyes, directing his gaze once more toward the Mountain Ancestor.

This time, the sight that greeted him was undeniably altered!

He still observed the Mountain Ancestor suspended before the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, his physical form showing minimal change.

However, the immense Buzhou Mountain Illusion looming behind him had transformed.

Unexpectedly, numerous dense phantoms of myriad beings manifested upon it.

These were not exclusively of the Human Race; rather, they comprised a multitude of creature types. These entities resembled specters, hovering above the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, silently offering their reverence and submission to the Mountain Ancestor!

Witnessing this spectacle, a chill pervaded Ning Qi’s heart.

What exactly was transpiring here?

Why were so many spectral beings present on the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, seemingly summoned by the Mountain Ancestor?

Could these be the inhabitants of the Ancient Era who traversed Buzhou Mountain? Or perhaps they were those who perished when Buzhou Mountain collapsed? Or could it be something entirely different?

Ning Qi felt as though he had stumbled upon another profound secret, a terrifying narrative undoubtedly concealed behind this revelation.

Abruptly, the Sea Ancestor cried out, "Father?"

Her gaze swept across the multitude of specters on the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, as if she recognized a familiar figure amidst the throng.

"Refrain from gazing upon those that resemble beings from your memories, lest you too be ensnared. They are all illusions!" the Saint Ancestor cautioned.

Jolted by his words, the Sea Ancestor shook herself from her reverie.

"Then, my recent assault..."

The Saint Ancestor grasped her unspoken question, replying, "I possess no specific knowledge of it, but it must be tied to this phantom legacy. Even if he surpasses us in might, he could not have emerged unscathed from so many strikes."

The Sea Ancestor nodded in comprehension.

The Mountain Ancestor steadily advanced towards the colossal Buzhou Mountain Illusion.

He regarded the Saint Ancestor, stating with a cold demeanor, "I had no inkling you, you old scoundrel, possessed such extensive knowledge. Had I known, I should have ended you at the earliest opportunity!"

The Saint Ancestor let out a scoff, "Hmph, it remains uncertain who shall dispatch whom."

At this precise moment, the Sea Ancestor unexpectedly surged towards the Mountain Ancestor without uttering a single word.

Perceiving this, the Saint Ancestor also mirrored the Sea Ancestor’s action, launching an attack against the Mountain Ancestor.

Confronting the dual assault, the Mountain Ancestor let out a wild laughter as he propelled himself towards the Buzhou Mountain Illusion.

"Haha, did I not declare from the outset for you to attack me simultaneously? Why the delay until now!"

"Intercept him swiftly!"

The Sea Ancestor and the Saint Ancestor unleashed their assaults in unison.

Countless Divine Texts and blades of gray flame water inundated the void, instantaneously encasing the Mountain Ancestor.

Yet, the Mountain Ancestor appeared unfazed, his form becoming translucent as he effortlessly evaded all attacks and plunged directly into the Buzhou Mountain Illusion.

"I shall reveal to you who is the true supreme being of the two realms, who can genuinely ascend and attain that immortal True Immortal status."

Upon breaching the vast expanse of the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, the Mountain Master proclaimed with defiance, radiating an overwhelming aura.

His attention was no longer on the duo but shifted towards Ning Qi, Gong Tiandao, and the others.

"Gong Tiandao, why the hesitation? Bring them to me at once."

Upon hearing this command, Gong Tiandao’s eyes rapidly scanned everyone present.

"Understood!"

The instant he spoke, an unusual array pattern materialized beneath his feet, expanding abruptly to encompass all those around him.

Even Zhao Yujun and the cultivators under the Sea Ancestor’s command, as well as Ning Qi’s Sword Ancestor and his companions, were all drawn within its radius.

Ning Qi’s focus was naturally fixed on Gong Tiandao, and he immediately comprehended his adversary's intention.

The array was a Teleportation Array; it was evident that he intended to whisk everyone within proximity away.

Ning Qi had already advanced a step the moment Gong Tiandao’s array pattern emerged.

Beneath his own feet, a comparable array pattern also appeared.

Light and shadow flickered, disrupting the array Gong Tiandao was employing.

Consequently, only Gong Tiandao, accompanied by his cultivators and a select few from the Sea Ancestor's contingent nearest to him, vanished from the sight of all.

When the rest of them recovered their senses, they found themselves within the Divine Mountain Illusion, standing at the base of the Mountain Ancestor.