Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 939 - 402: The Conditions to Achieve Supreme Power_2

Mountain Ancestor shook his head, stating, "You haven't grasped it yet. Perhaps you should turn to that knowledgeable elder beside you; he should have perused the Immortal Dao History Books."

Sea Ancestor couldn't help but cast her gaze towards Saint Ancestor, her eyes like chips of ice searching for an answer.

Saint Ancestor, after observing the pair, addressed Mountain Ancestor before responding to Sea Ancestor: "Talented individuals emerge in succession, much like the relentless flow of the Yangtze River pushing forward. Encountering someone as driven as yourself makes me feel my many years haven't been in vain. Allow me to ask first: you no longer harbor concerns about my alliance with your junior sister, correct?"

Mountain Ancestor surveyed the cultivators below, including Gong Tiandao, then fixed his gaze upon the looming shadow of Buzhou Mountain before finally replying, "One could say that."

"It appears that in this conflict within the Spirit Realm, you are the primary instigator. Are you fully confident you can achieve a breakthrough through this endeavor?"

Mountain Ancestor retorted with a sneer, "You're not entirely clueless; at the very least, you haven't submerged yourself too deeply in books."

"Very well, I comprehend," Saint Ancestor seemed to sigh, adding, "It is a pity, for you will never attain true victory."

"Speak as you wish. Ultimately, ideals pale in significance when confronted with genuine might," Mountain Ancestor declared.

Saint Ancestor then turned his attention to Sea Ancestor, remarking, "Now I understand why he has reached this juncture and why he believes you will never be the first."

Sea Ancestor inquired, "Precisely why?"

Saint Ancestor explained, "Your ability to forcibly integrate the energy of the Sea of Realms into yourself... not just I, but I suspect even he holds a degree of awe. However, this only demonstrates one fact: it proves your ruthlessness towards yourself!"

"Yet, to become the foremost, being ruthless to oneself is insufficient..."

Sea Ancestor questioned, "Must one truly go so far as to emulate him, willing to slay their own teacher?"

"Slaying one's teacher is merely a common illustration of his actions. The core of it is ruthlessness towards others as well! I have cultivated for untold years and have observed countless individuals; he is undeniably the closest to those supreme figures described in historical texts."

"Had you delved into the authentic historical records, you would discover that those supreme beings possessed a trait of eliminating even parents, siblings, and offspring in their pursuit of ultimate status. What is a mere teacher when compared to such closest blood relations?"

Sea Ancestor inhaled sharply, her emotions stirred once more by Saint Ancestor's pronouncements.

She had consistently placed a high value on emotions; otherwise, she would not have opposed Mountain Ancestor for years following her father's demise, relentlessly seeking the truth, even to the extent of forcibly integrating the Sea of Realms' energy into her own being.

Consequently, she had never truly grasped the nature of her senior brother, Mountain Ancestor.

Their perspectives on the world were fundamentally divergent. How could one comprehend another's worldview through the lens of their own?

Nevertheless, Saint Ancestor's words served as a reminder, drawing parallels to those accounts of paramount figures within the Immortal Dao History Books.

Sea Ancestor had always harbored a deep disdain for those books, believing them to be mere fabrications, penned by later generations with the deliberate intent of slandering those mightiest individuals, deeming it impossible for such utterly merciless beings to truly exist.

Thus, it was only at this moment that she began to connect her senior brother with those individuals.

Sea Ancestor appeared to comprehend everything, yet simultaneously understood nothing at all.

She lifted her gaze, her exquisite face revealing a flicker of profound sadness.

"Could it be that true supremacy can only be attained through such means?"

Saint Ancestor offered a sigh, refraining from answering her.

Perhaps he and Sea Ancestor belonged to the same disposition.

From the time he assumed governance of the Vast Realm, he had steered the Realm's Will towards a righteous path, fostering the well-being and growth of all within its bounds.

Yet, despite the nobility of his intentions and the flourishing developments, when confronted with the ambition of a figure like Mountain Ancestor, all the beauty he had cultivated faced a precarious and potentially devastating challenge.

This realization left Saint Ancestor profoundly disheartened.

He had perused the Immortal Dao History Books countless times, yet he persistently maintained that the world ought to progress towards a better future; otherwise, a descent into utter destruction seemed inevitable.

However, mirroring the accounts of those supreme figures, benevolent rulers often failed to garner widespread reverence, while those who orchestrated carnage and devastation were most indelibly etched in memory, with many fantasizing about emulating such mightiest beings, capable of achieving victory in every scenario and compelling the world to bend to their will.

Saint Ancestor even harbored suspicions that the world's current trajectory was indeed leading towards its own annihilation.

Why else would a supreme ruler emerge to subjugate all beings shortly after a period of prosperity, forcing submission and inflicting suffering upon everyone?

He even entertained the notion that these supreme beings were deliberately sent to hasten the world's destruction.

In that moment, Saint Ancestor felt that the world he perceived was far too limited, despite his extensive knowledge and his attainment of such a profound level of cultivation.

Although the Spirit Realm seemed vast, it was but a speck within the boundless Sea of Realms.

"Enough! Both of you cease this self-pity. Let me reveal to you the essence of true might and the genuine Heavenly Dao."

"The heavens and earth are indifferent, treating all existence as mere straw dogs. Ignorant souls require powerful individuals to anchor the world!"

The Mountain Ancestor's voice boomed, carrying a profound Dao Sound that seemed to reverberate through the very fabric of existence.

Instantly, the void itself appeared to hum in response, resonating with his pronouncements and drawing in the surrounding energies.

The entirety of the war realm shuddered, and even the Mountain and Sea Realm itself trembled, acknowledging the Mountain Ancestor's formidable utterance.

All cultivators present stumbled, sensing their internal Qi rapidly being siphoned away, drawn inexorably towards the Mountain Ancestor and the spectral apparition of Buzhou Mountain.

Ning Qi's expression shifted subtly.

Empowered by his Golden Pupil of Illusion-breaking, infused with the potent aura of Immortal Dao, he could clearly perceive every iota of energy within this realm being funneled into the shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and subsequently, into the Mountain Ancestor himself.

He cast a glance beside him, observing the sheer terror etched on the faces of Zhao Yujun and the cultivators under the Sea Ancestor's command.

Turning his gaze backward, Ning Qi noted that Sword Ancestor Qi Keqing and their dual-domain forces were also experiencing a palpable drain of their energies.

Immediately, Ning Qi assessed his own condition and realized a slight leakage of his own Qi was occurring.

However, his thoughts raced, and he swiftly invoked the fourfold strength attained after his tribulation, instantly arresting the outward flow of his Qi.

"Hurry! Execute the Tribulation Birth Ten Thousand Paths Technique I imparted to you during your tribulation," Ning Qi urged.

Heeding his command, Sword Ancestor and the others promptly put the Tribulation Birth Ten Thousand Paths Technique into practice.

In a flash, the drain of their vital energy ceased, and a wave of relief washed over everyone.

They turned towards Ning Qi, their expressions a mixture of gratitude and bewilderment.

Had the Domain Master foreseen this entire scenario? And more pressingly, how could the Tribulation Birth Ten Thousand Paths Technique act as a counter to the power emanating from the shadow of Buzhou Mountain?

If Ning Qi could perceive their unspoken questions, he would have offered a wry smile.

Foreseeing such events was beyond his capabilities; he had merely acted in accordance with the Realm Lord system, understanding that beings intrinsically tied to their worlds possessed inherent vulnerabilities.

Consider Sword Ancestor Qi Keqing and the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm; their entire cultivation journey, even after mastering the Power of Rules to achieve Unity Realm, had relied solely on the ambient energy of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The Mountain and Sea Realm possessed its own will. If it decided to reclaim what was given, could they possibly resist? The answer was a resounding no!

Therefore, following his own arduous tribulations, Ning Qi had guided Sword Ancestor and the others through theirs, subtly preparing them for a future rebellion against the Mountain and Sea Realm.

It was an unforeseen, yet fortunate, coincidence that this preparation also served to preemptively counter the Mountain Ancestor's current onslaught.

Ning Qi and Sword Ancestor exchanged another glance towards Zhao Yujun and the cultivators under Sea Ancestor's command. They noticed that within mere moments, their Qi had been depleted by a staggering tenth!

It was a truly astonishing development!

Fortunately, their eyes were tightly shut, teeth gritted, as they began to enact a secret technique passed down by Sea Ancestor to resist the Mountain Ancestor and the power of Buzhou Mountain.

However, it was evident this technique was not as potent as the cultivation methods of Sword Ancestor and his group, managing only to marginally slow the rate of energy depletion.

There was little Ning Qi could do in this situation; the matter delved into the realm of Origin power, beyond his ability to intervene even if he wished.

Ning Qi once again directed his attention towards the Mountain Ancestor and the imposing shadow of Buzhou Mountain.

Suddenly, ethereal blood flowers bloomed from the spectral Buzhou Mountain, transforming into crimson snowflakes that drifted through the air.

Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor witnessed this spectacle, their eyes widening in disbelief!

These blood flowers were none other than the cultivators who had been recently transported, like Gong Tiandao, from the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The Mountain Ancestor had actually offered them as sacrifices before everyone present—sacrificing his own subordinates, sacrificing those who had pledged their allegiance to him.

Gong Tiandao, the most powerful among them, was left with barely more than a head.

His head dangled precariously, caught in a final, fleeting gaze towards the Mountain Ancestor towering above.

"Mountain Ancestor..."

But before he could utter another word, a colossal force descended from the Mountain Ancestor, obliterating his remaining head and releasing his divine soul.

With a mere breath, the Mountain Ancestor dispersed the soul.

"To be my subordinate is to pledge your entire life when the need arises. You should have understood this from the very beginning!"