Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 965 - 414: Seed of Jianmu_2

Their condition bore a striking resemblance to the wandering spirits under the Mountain Ancestor’s dominion, eternally bound in servitude.

The Saint Ancestor’s irises also shifted to a brilliant golden hue.

Two beams of light shot forth from his golden eyes, piercing the fractured void within the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Suddenly, the Saint Ancestor perceived a colossal tree's shadow looming above the tear.

"What is that?" he questioned.

Not far from him, the Sea Ancestor’s gaze, as frigid as a glacial expanse, held her own transformation. Her pupils gradually morphed, radiating a somber gray light tinged with an undercurrent of crimson.

This gray and blood-red luminescence enveloped her, pushing her perilously close to the brink of madness.

Frenzied assaults and a murderous intent consumed her, driving her to oppose the Mountain Ancestor with all her might!

Yet, upon witnessing the spectral tree, the Sea Ancestor faltered visibly, a flicker of lucidity returning to her eyes.

"Is that tree liberated? But how could it possibly aid the Mountain and Sea Realm?"

A profound look of bewilderment graced the Sea Ancestor’s refined features.

The Saint Ancestor inquired again, "What precisely is that entity?"

Responding to the Saint Ancestor’s query, the Sea Ancestor conveyed her thoughts to her current confederate via mental transmission:

"I had previously informed you that the core of the Mountain and Sea Realm held a secret, and that is precisely it."

The Saint Ancestor voiced his skepticism, "This entity appears formidable indeed!"

The Sea Ancestor scoffed, "More than formidable; Haoshan employed it to subjugate the will of the Mountain and Sea Realm!"

She paused, then elaborated, "However, with my presence within, I, alongside the Mountain and Sea Realm’s will, resisted Haoshan. This established the current equilibrium, thereby cleaving the Mountain and Sea and preventing its genuine liberation."

Having absorbed this information, the Saint Ancestor grasped the chasm between the Mountain and Sea Ancestors, though his brow remained deeply creased with concern.

His immediate concern was not the past, but the true nature of that enigmatic tree.

However, it seemed from the Sea Ancestor’s account that she too was uncertain of the tree’s exact identity.

The Saint Ancestor recalled a magnificent tree apparition from his Ancient Road Sacred Map. Comparing the two, certain parallels existed, yet he could not definitively assert they were one and the same.

He shook his head, murmuring to himself:

"No, it cannot be that tree. The Ancient Saints originate from the Immortal Realm, and that tree must inherently belong to the Immortal Realm. While this tree bears superficial resemblances, it is undeniably distinct!"

The Saint Ancestor fixed his gaze upon the tree’s imposing silhouette.

Regardless of its origin, the tree's shadow was instrumental in mending the Mountain and Sea Realm, halting the incessant drain of its essence into the Buzhou Mountain’s phantom. This achievement was undoubtedly Ning Qi’s doing.

Ning Qi had generously granted them a significant amount of time, thereby easing some of the immense pressure.

Effortlessly severing through countless self-animated attacking shadows, the Saint Ancestor raised his eyes, his attention locked onto the Mountain Ancestor positioned above.

A subtle smile graced his lips.

Ning Qi’s impact on the ongoing conflict was progressively becoming more pronounced. Consequently, he felt confident that the prior divination was likely accurate!

This war, in its entirety, would ultimately be reshaped by Ning Qi alone.

The critical condition, however, was that he and the Sea Ancestor must persist in their endurance, holding out until Ning Qi’s strength reached a level sufficient to confront the Mountain Ancestor directly...

High above, the Mountain Ancestor’s attention indeed drifted toward the direction of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

He remained silent, his expression darkening once more.

Two anomalies had already emerged within the Mountain and Sea Realm, each obstructing his progress.

"Could it be Ning Qi once more?"

He had not anticipated that it would be Ning Qi, from the Unity Realm, rather than the two Ancestors, who would impede him.

"Had I foreseen this, I should have eliminated him without hesitation!"

Observing the spectral tree sealing the breach, the Mountain Ancestor uttered an incantation.

The chant coalesced into a rhythmic sequence, its pitch rising and falling, transforming into a resonant Dharma sound that propagated towards the Mountain and Sea Realm.

This was the extent of his immediate options.

Below, the Divine Mountain shuddered as countless shadows were vanquished by the Saint Ancestor and the Sea Ancestor.

The Mountain Ancestor refocused, directing Buzhou Mountain to reallocate its power, thereby resurrecting the vanquished shadows.

The two Ancestors remained his paramount targets, but regrettably, for his vision to materialize, he first needed to subdue and eliminate them.

To attain a state of perfection, he required the Buzhou Mountain’s phantom to continue its expansion, even to the point of summoning the true remnants of Buzhou Mountain from the Sea of Realms.

Otherwise, he could achieve a breakthrough in his current state!

Yet, contemplating the potential ramifications of a breakthrough under the current circumstances, the Mountain Ancestor narrowed his eyes, casting a glance at the Buzhou Mountain’s phantom.

Ah, Buzhou Mountain, inheriting its legacy was a stroke of incredible fortune. However, fortune and misfortune are often intertwined; great fortune frequently carries significant peril.

Should he attempt to break through at this juncture, his peril would escalate exponentially!

Consequently, the Mountain Ancestor resolved to enact his grandiose scheme, commencing with the sacrifice of two Ancestors before proceeding to devour the two realms.

As for Ning Qi, he could be permitted to cause a stir for the present.

The Mountain Ancestor harbored no belief that Ning Qi could attain a level where he could contend with him.

Even if Jianmu were to fall under Ning Qi's dominion, it would signify nothing.

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An ethereal, intangible Dharma sound traversed the shadow of Buzhou Mountain, breaching the arboreal veil meticulously repaired by Jianmu. It surged into the Mountain and Sea Realm, its trajectory aimed directly at Ning Qi.

Within Ning Qi's grasp, Jianmu rotated subtly, continuing to project the tree's shadowy essence toward the rupture in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

To effectively counter the gravitational pull emanating from Buzhou Mountain's phantom, a persistent projection of power was necessary to genuinely suppress its might.

Abruptly, both Ning Qi and the will of the Mountain and Sea Realm perceived a disturbance in the spatial fabric.

Subsequently, they detected an incorporeal, invisible energy coalescing into a sharp point, impaling its way towards Ning Qi.

The Mountain and Sea Realm Will, observing Ning Qi mobilizing Jianmu, acted preemptively.

It marshaled threads of Realm Power within the space directly ahead.

In contrast to the Spirit Qi Rule Power wielded by cultivators, Realm Power encapsulates myriad Daos, integrating a vast spectrum of elemental rules.

Thus, its efficacy vastly surpasses all existences within the dual realms.

The Realm Power writhed like silken threads, interposing itself before the oncoming energy needle, arresting its advance.

Pop!

Yet, the Realm Power of the Mountain and Sea Realm positioned before it was effortlessly pulverized, incapable of even a moment's delay.

Regardless of its contortions, it could not withstand the needle's profound strength and unyielding solidity.

This underscored the sheer might of the Mountain Ancestor's current power.

A mere Dharma sound was demonstrably insufficient to halt the Mountain and Sea Realm Will.

Ning Qi even perceived that the Mountain Ancestor had thoroughly analyzed the Realm Power of the Mountain and Sea Realm; otherwise, such a clean penetration of the Realm Power would be inexplicable.

At best, it might pierce through but not effectively dissipate; the two outcomes were distinctly different.

This Dharma sound needle contained not only the Mountain Ancestor's conviction but also the Dao of supreme rigidity and unyieldingness, infused with Immortal Dao Power. Furthermore, it represented a Dharma Method acquired from Buzhou Mountain's hallowed legacy.

Confronting the Dharma sound needle, Ning Qi dared not proceed recklessly. He drew a deep breath, expelling a wisp of his life essence.

This exhaled breath, shimmering with polychromatic hues and carrying a subtle trace of Immortal Dao Power, coalesced into a form akin to a needle sheath, hurtling toward the Mountain Ancestor's incoming needle.

Even before the two projectiles met, the very fabric of space between them began to contract.

One projectile manifested as a piercing stab, concentrating space into a singular point, while the other absorbed, encompassing spatial dimensions within its sheath-like form.

Clang!

However, at the precise moment of their impending intersection, the Mountain Ancestor's Dharma sound needle inexplicably fragmented and dispersed.

Ning Qi's needle sheath underwent a similar transformation, mirroring the event and adopting a posture of direct confrontation for shattering.

But the Mountain Ancestor's Dharma sound needle seemed to have anticipated this maneuver, morphing once more. It reformed into an innumerable swarm of needle-like entities, numbering hundreds of thousands, each emitting a resonant Dharma sound.

Hum Maha Mi...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

On this occasion, Ning Qi's counter-assault managed to intercept only a fraction of the incoming barrage.

The vast majority of the Dharma sound needles bypassed Ning Qi's defensive measures, ceasing their trajectory toward him as if sensing their inability to inflict harm.

Collectively, their focus shifted towards the Seed of Jianmu held within Ning Qi's hand.

Thousands of intangible Dharma needles intoned their resonant Dharma sound.

As they drew near the Seed of Jianmu, its verdant leaves, which had appeared as resilient as against the autumn wind, began to betray a yellowing hue, showing clear signs of imminent deterioration and shedding.

Ning Qi exhibited a slight flicker of surprise.

It became evident that the Mountain Ancestor's assault was never intended for him directly, but rather for the Seed of Jianmu itself.

After all, the Mountain Ancestor's comprehension of Jianmu surpassed Ning Qi's own, having even managed to implant a fragment of his Primordial Spirit within Jianmu's core.

Within Ning Qi's palm, the vibrant colors of Yin and Yang resurfaced once more.

Yin and Yang, the duality of hardness and softness, the elements of water and fire... the very Dao of life and death, along with numerous other Daos, manifested as needed, encompassing the world's myriad wonders and governing all fundamental laws.

Acting as a potent attractor, this display caused the advancing Dharma needles to falter in their progress.

In the subsequent moment, the Dharma sound emanating from those needles abruptly ceased. All of them plummeted downwards, swept away by the surging Yin and Yang energies.

Within Ning Qi's hand, a grinding stone formed from Yin and Yang appeared, systematically obliterating each needle one by one.