Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 940 - 403: Suppressing the Two Ancestors

A voice, utterly devoid of emotion and as cold as the biting wind that sweeps across the land, a wind that, after enduring the harshness of spring, summer, and autumn, finally yields its fruit, causing all to wither.

The full cycle of life, from its growth to its eventual harvest, might necessitate three seasons to complete.

Yet, destruction can claim its toll in just one season!

This is the fundamental rhythm of nature, and it is also an intrinsic component of the Heavenly Dao!

Before the astonished gazes of all present, the Mountain Ancestor unleashed a sacrifice, dedicating every cultivator who had just been transported into the formidable Divine Mountain Illusion.

Among these unfortunate souls were several cultivators who served under the Sea Ancestor; she lacked the opportunity to intervene and save them. However, the vast majority were officers and subordinates loyal to the Mountain Ancestor himself.

Even Gong Tiandao, the Sect Leader of the Zhou Mountain Immortal Sect and the most prominent figure under the Mountain Ancestor's command, was not spared by his own superior.

The Mountain Ancestor’s decision to offer all his subordinates to the Divine Mountain Illusion left the assembled crowd in a state of utter bewilderment!

This shock was particularly profound for Ning Qi's forces, including Zhao Yujun and the cultivators under the Sea Ancestor's banner who, thanks to Ning Qi's timely intervention, had not been teleported by Gong Tiandao. They were all left speechless by the unfolding events.

Moments before, they had been questioning Gong Tiandao's intentions and his request to them regarding the Mountain Ancestor. The scene now laid bare the chilling answer.

The Mountain Ancestor harbored a lethal intent, a desire to annihilate all cultivators from both the Mountain and Sea Realms!

It was a bitter irony that Gong Tiandao, who had diligently followed the Mountain Ancestor's directives, would himself be ruthlessly sacrificed by the very person he served, meeting his end at the hands of someone for whom his loyalty ultimately proved worthless.

Their spilled blood transformed into a crimson-hued, flying snow, drifting silently within the confines of the Divine Mountain Illusion.

This spectral snow gradually permeated the entirety of the Divine Mountain Illusion, casting a faint, ominous crimson glow upon the Buzhou Mountain Illusion and imbuing it with a disturbing aura of malevolence.

"Haoshan, have you lost your mind? What is it that you are attempting to accomplish?"

The Sea Ancestor's voice trembled with emotion as she posed the question.

She had, in the past, considered her own actions to be bordering on madness, dedicating herself to relentlessly drawing upon the power of the Sea of Realms and integrating it within herself.

However, when contrasted with the terrifyingly brutal side the Mountain Ancestor was now revealing, her past endeavors seemed like the naive self-inflicted harm of a child.

Her own perceived madness was utterly eclipsed by the Mountain Ancestor's ruthlessness, a man who demonstrated no mercy, not even to those bound by loyalty and blood.

The Mountain Ancestor remained suspended in the ethereal space of the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, his countenance impassive and unwavering.

The most striking feature of his presence was the unyielding resolve and profound confidence that radiated from his eyes.

He perceived himself as the supreme powerhouse across two entire realms, destined to emerge as the sole victor of this devastating Spirit Realm war, thereby shattering his current limitations and ascending to an unprecedented new level of existence.

It was for this ultimate objective that the Mountain Ancestor had endured the passage of countless millennia.

Throughout this vast expanse of time, he had tolerated the constant challenges posed by the Sea Ancestor, who persistently vied for his position, thus giving rise to the complex, dual power structure within the Mountain and Sea Realm.

A subtle, disdainful smile graced the Mountain Ancestor's lips as he cast a dismissive glance towards the Sea Ancestor.

"My dear junior sister," he began, his voice laced with a hint of mockery, "do you truly fail to comprehend the nature of my actions?"

The Sea Ancestor faltered, her mind flashing back to the words previously spoken by the Saint Ancestor.

A dawning, unwelcome understanding of the Mountain Ancestor's ultimate aim began to surface, yet she stubbornly refused to accept its horrifying implications.

Meanwhile, the Saint Ancestor, standing nearby, narrowed his eyes, a flicker of deep concern crossing his features.

Encountering an individual of such monumental ambition and chilling resolve, an entity reminiscent of the most formidable figures chronicled in historical records, filled him with profound disquiet.

Should such a person ultimately triumph, the hope for the continued survival of the Vast Realm would appear exceedingly bleak.

Had they not already witnessed his utter disregard for his own people?

Could a being so merciless towards his own kin possibly show any greater consideration towards the Vast Realm?

The Saint Ancestor's contemplation delved even deeper into the implications of the situation.

The Mountain Ancestor's shocking actions, performed before their very eyes, were clearly not the result of a momentary impulse or a mere display of inherent cruelty.

This could only signify one definitive conclusion: the Mountain Ancestor had meticulously orchestrated every aspect of this event; otherwise, there would have been no strategic necessity to sacrifice his own loyal followers at such an early juncture.

His decision stemmed solely from an unshakeable conviction in his imminent victory and a perceived lack of utility in his subordinates for his grand design.

Thus…

The Saint Ancestor's gaze swept intently across the vast expanse of the Buzhou Mountain Illusion.

What precisely had compelled the Mountain Ancestor to make such a drastic decision, and what ultimate purpose did he seek to fulfill?

At this critical juncture, the Buzhou Mountain Illusion had already consumed a staggering two-thirds of the war realm's operational space. An immense, terrifying gravitational pull emanated from its core, voraciously drawing in all surrounding ambient energy.

Countless streams of Spiritual Qi and the potent Power of Rules flowed unstoppably into the Buzhou Mountain Illusion, akin to rivers merging with the boundless sea, thereby dramatically accelerating its expansion and increasing its formidable size.

The Saint Ancestor suddenly exclaimed, "Zhili!"

Instantly, a spectral manifestation materialized beside him – the very essence of the Vast Realm’s Will.

"Teacher, what are your commands?"

"Can these flows of power be halted?" enquired the Saint Ancestor.

The phantom of the Vast Realm Will shook its head, responding, "Teacher, when that individual began drawing power from the war realm, I attempted to stop it but was unable to."

The Saint Ancestor’s brow furrowed. "How can this be?"

"Teacher, the Divine Mountain Illusion he conjured appears to possess a strange power, capable of absorbing World Power. Moreover, I sense its original Grade significantly surpasses that of the Spirit Realm."

The Saint Ancestor did not question these statements.

Based on the intelligence gathered from the Ancient Road Sacred Map concerning Buzhou Mountain, it was identified as the singular ancient conduit to the Celestial Realm. Naturally, its Grade would be far superior to the current Spirit Realm.

Beside them, the Sea Ancestor had naturally overheard the conversation between the two.

"Allow me to attempt it!"

Though her expression was cold, she now stood allied with the Saint Ancestor.

After the Mountain Ancestor had shed his pretense and sacrificed countless cultivators from both the Mountain and Sea Realms, the Sea Ancestor came to understand that this Spirit Realm conflict had escalated into a battle between Grand Paths.

This war in the Spirit Realm would not result in a simple victory for the Mountain and Sea Realms over the Vast Realm, or vice versa.

The very existence of both realms was now uncertain!

The Saint Ancestor’s eyes gleamed upon hearing the Sea Ancestor’s proposal.

"It is certainly worth a try, especially since you have mastered the power of the Sea of Realms."