Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 976 - 420: Withered Tree Coiling Dragon

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Previously on Cultivating with Top Enlightenment...
Ning Qi's arrival was met with fury as the Mountain Ancestor's realm vanished. Though initially suspecting outside help, the Mountain Ancestor was distracted by fierce beasts from the Sea of Realms. Meanwhile, Ning Qi obtained the Ancient Path Sacred Map True Copy, a vital treasure for the Saint Ancestor. The Mountain Ancestor, driven by urgency, absorbed the Vast Realm's surrounding worlds into his Buzhou Mountain virtual image, a move that shocked both the Vast Realm's will and the Saint Ancestor clone.
Inside the cave space. The dragon-faced cultivator observed Ning Qi and his two companions. Instantly, six Divine Will Blades shot from behind his mask, aimed squarely at the trio. The distance separating them was a mere fifty meters, allowing the Divine Will Blades to traverse the space with incredible speed, appearing directly before the group. Even more unsettling was the fact that these blades pulverized the very space between them, unleashing a spatial torrent that surged towards the three. Any other Harmonization stage cultivator would have been utterly incapable of escaping such an assault, facing only immediate annihilation as their bodies were disintegrated by the rushing spatial torrent. However, the combat capabilities of Ning Qi and his allies far surpassed those of typical Harmonization stage cultivators. Before Ning Qi could even react, the Saint Ancestor clone took the initiative, clenching his right hand tightly beneath his sleeve. Immediately, the six Divine Will Blades hurtling towards them, along with the disintegrating spatial torrent, came to an abrupt halt, as if time itself had ceased to flow. This realm was his domain, the home ground of the Vast Realm Will. The dragon-faced cultivator's decision to engage them here was a grave miscalculation! The Vast Realm Will also intervened. His immense will descended upon the cave space, imbuing the entire area with palpable life. The space that had been shattered by the assailant instantly reformed, mirroring a reversal of time, while the six ethereal Divine Will Blades froze mid-air, advancing no further towards the trio. The dragon-faced cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, showing no inclination to retreat or flee. A gleam intensified in his gaze, and the formerly intangible Divine Will Blades suddenly shimmered with light, emitting a sharp clang that resonated through the void. Zoom! In the very next moment, something utterly astonishing occurred. The Divine Will Blades shattered the suppression exerted by the Saint Ancestor clone and the Vast Realm Will, continuing their relentless assault towards the trio. "This… this is Immortal Dao Power…" A jolt of surprise coursed through the Saint Ancestor clone. He abruptly unleashed a surge of golden flame, enveloping both the Vast Realm Will and Ning Qi. Clang! The Divine Will Blades impacted the golden flames, scattering sparks and producing a distinct, metallic ringing sound. In the following instant, the Divine Will Blades sliced through the fiery barrier, directly targeting their faces. Fortunately, through seamless coordination and the advantage of their home territory, the Saint Ancestor clone and the Vast Realm Will caused the golden flame to rapidly expand. It transformed into countless tightly clustered, colossal hands, snatching the six Divine Will Blades from above and below, gripping them with formidable strength. Ning Qi remained a calm observer, his posture unwavering. His eyes, sharp and perceptive, meticulously analyzed every facet of the unfolding battle. As he observed the Divine Will Blades and the flame-formed hands, he detected a distinct aura of the Immortal Dao emanating from both. Ning Qi's curiosity intensified, compelling him to question the true identity of the dragon-faced cultivator dispatched by the Mountain Ancestor. Within the entirety of the Mountain and Sea Realm, the ultimate powers resided with the Mountain and Sea Ancestors, augmented by the will of the Mountain and Sea Realm itself. The will of the Mountain and Sea Realm had already integrated into the Mountain and Sea Spirit residing within Ning Qi’s True Martial Spirit Realm. Meanwhile, the Sea Ancestor remained ensnared within the phantom construct of Buzhou Mountain, and the Mountain Ancestor was also exerting control over this virtual depiction of Buzhou Mountain... Ning Qi found it difficult to accept the existence of another formidable entity within the Mountain and Sea Realm unknown to him. Even if such a being existed, the Mountain and Sea Realm Will would undoubtedly be aware and would have alerted him much earlier. Recalling the cadence of the opponent's voice from before, along with a subtly familiar aura, the identity of the dragon-faced cultivator confronting him was on the cusp of revelation. Almost instantly, Ning Qi deduced the individual's identity, yet a lingering sense of disbelief persisted due to the sheer incredulity of the situation. Could this opponent truly command the formidable virtual Buzhou Mountain, contend against both the Sea Ancestor and the Saint Ancestor, and still possess the power to breach the Vast Realm? While Ning Qi pondered the opponent's identity, the Saint Ancestor clone and the Vast Realm Will were also actively probing. Currently, with the Divine Will Blades and the flame-born hands locked in a desperate stalemate, both sides launched spells from a distance, neither willing to concede. The Dragon-faced Servant's eyes blazed, yet he maintained an air of unflustered composure. Nevertheless, the Saint Ancestor clone and the Vast Realm Will ultimately held the advantage on their native terrain. Crack!

A continuous shattering sound echoed, and in the next moment, the six Divine Will Blades were utterly crushed and annihilated by the colossal hands.

The dispersed Immortal Dao Power reformed into a shimmering radiance, flowing back towards the dragon-faced cultivator.

Unyielding, the golden-glowing palms, conjured by the Saint Ancestor clone, traversed the void, attempting to ensnare the dragon-faced cultivator from every direction.

Concurrently, these golden palms multiplied exponentially, spawning countless hands, both massive and minute, across the void. They reached, struck, seized, and clamped, saturating the entire expanse.

"Who are you, truly? If you have come before us, why conceal your identity?" the Saint Ancestor clone inquired coldly.

While some suspicions began to form, much like Ning Qi, he found it difficult to accept them without definitively unmasking his opponent.

The realm power of the Vast Realm Will permeated, infusing the golden hands formed by the Saint Ancestor clone, intensifying the suppression upon the dragon-faced cultivator.

The dragon-faced cultivator stood composed amidst the onslaught.

Seemingly with a faint smile, he responded:

"Ha, do you not already possess the answer within your hearts? Why ask what you already know? Is this truth truly so arduous for you to acknowledge?"

His tone dripped with overwhelming arrogance and a sense of superiority.

It appeared that intruding into the very heart of the Vast Realm to pilfer the sacred Sacred Map's true copy, and now, being discovered, were mere trifles to him.

Boom!

Innumerable golden-glowing palms descended thunderously upon the central dragon-faced cultivator, engulfing him entirely in a blinding cascade of golden light, rendering his figure completely obscured.