My gorgeous wife Chapter 2036 - 2004: Ancestral Projection

The colossal hand from the sky plummeted like a divine axe cleaving the heavens, or perhaps as if a sacred mountain intent on crushing a throng of mighty individuals.

At this juncture, even the most oblivious onlookers understood that the mere human youth, previously perceived as mere quarry, was in fact an entity of terrifying prowess.

Such world-shattering might displayed; none present could confidently claim they could withstand such an assault.

Cascading barriers of light erupted from the ground, potent defenses meticulously erected by numerous powerful figures, all orchestrated to counter the descent of the Sky-Supporting Giant Hand.

Their objective wasn't complete nullification; merely blunting the majority of its force was deemed adequate.

This was because they sensed the immeasurable power contained within this strike was utterly beyond the scope of their collective resilience.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

The Sky-Supporting Giant Hand descended, piercing through successive layers of light screens. Though its brilliance slightly diminished, at its current pace, a chilling fear arose: they might still perish.

At this critical moment, the formidable entity with the fish-like head could no longer restrain itself, sacrificing a single drop of its radiant blood.

This solitary drop ascended rapidly, morphing into a vast and expansive Blood Sea.

"Ancestor's Blood!"

Witnessing this ancestral essence coalesce into a Blood Sea, many nearby powerful individuals couldn't suppress their elation.

Within their respective lineages, only those who attained the Ninth Order were deemed worthy of the title 'Ancestor'.

As beings of the Ninth Order, while seemingly separated by only a minor grade from their previous level, the actual chasm in power was astronomical.

Reaching the Ninth Order signified an authentic capability to obliterate both heaven and earth. To the eyes of lesser cultivators, the Ninth Order represented the zenith of power in all realms, unparalleled in this world.

The perception of these cultivators mirrored this sentiment exactly.

The sacrifice of the Ancestor's Blood ignited flares of hope within the hearts of the assembled powerful individuals.

For them, the manifestation of Ancestor's blood heralded salvation, as an Ancestor embodied the pinnacle of strength.

Even now, the fish-headed entity peered malevolently through the shimmering light screens at Li Chen: "Human youth, you would do well to pray for a merciful end. The shedding of Ancestor's Blood must have alerted my aquatic race's progenitor. Upon their arrival, your demise is assured, regardless of your might!"

Li Chen's expression remained serene, a subtle smile playing on his lips, as if the fish-headed entity's dire pronouncements fell on deaf ears.

An Ancestor? A Ninth Order expert? A Daoist Lord?

In the estimation of others, these were indeed formidable and seemingly insurmountable beings.

Yet, for him...

In truth, Li Chen had confronted Daoist Lord level entities on more than a few occasions previously. In those encounters, he had often been forced into ignominious retreats, narrowly escaping annihilation mere times.

Now, he harbored a genuine desire to test his mettle against a Ninth Order combatant!

The Ancestor's Blood was undeniably potent; Li Chen's Five Elements Sky-Lifting Giant Hand, which had previously been irresistible to these opponents, was instantly arrested by the surging blood sea upon the appearance of the Ancestor's blood, appearing on the verge of complete dissolution within it.

This was understandable, considering Li Chen was merely in the Realm of Shen Tian. As established principles dictated, an absolute disparity existed between the Eighth Rank and Ninth Order; typically, an Eighth Rank cultivator was incapable of contending against a Ninth Order expert.

Li Chen's Sky-Supporting Giant Hand, conjured solely from the Power of the Five Elements, might suffice against some lesser cultivators, but against the true blood of a Ninth Order master, it was predictably outmatched.

Consequently, Li Chen extended a second hand.

"Space—Fracture!"

"Crack!"

A sharp, distinct sound resonated from within the depths of the blood sea, clear and audible.

Though the blood sea was composed of sanguine fluid, this sharp crack audibly rent a fissure directly through its center.

Li Chen was not physically tearing the blood sea asunder; rather, while disrupting the blood sea itself was no simple feat, he was capable of splitting the very space it occupied!

For a Void Realm expert who had mastered the Laws of Space, this was a task of moderate difficulty.

Observing the blood sea being split asunder, the expressions of everyone present underwent a simultaneous transformation.

With the blood sea fractured, the Sky-Supporting Giant Hand encountered no further obstruction, descending instantly from its celestial perch.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

The powerful individuals barely managed to erect defensive barriers around their bodies, yet the horrifying impact force indiscriminately hurled them away.

Mid-flight, innumerable strong individuals vomited blood, sustaining severe injuries on the spot, while some defenses crumbled under the onslaught, leading to their instantaneous demise mid-air.

Li Chen had seldom resorted to such tactics against his adversaries before, primarily because his foes were often significantly more powerful. These methods, even when inflicting some damage, yielded rather minimal effects. However, confronting this particular group presented an entirely different scenario.

"Ancestor, save me!"

At this critical juncture, the disfigured entity with a fish-like head cried out towards the heavens. A beam of Spiritual Radiance ignited within him, soaring skyward and vanishing beyond the distant horizon.

The moment the Spiritual Radiance faded, an overwhelming oppressive aura descended.

Above the outer expanse of Spirit Releasing Abyss, a colossal phantom form materialized without warning.

This spectral entity extended a colossal hand, swiftly intercepting the severely wounded fish-headed creature who had been flung away.

The phantom's form shimmered with iridescent scales, their origin ambiguous – whether they were naturally part of its skin or fashioned as armor.

Having secured the fish-headed individual, the phantom's gaze immediately sharpened, fixing directly upon Li Chen below.

Li Chen’s expression remained unperturbed, meeting the imposing phantom's stare head-on, devoid of any discernible fear.

"Ancestor!"

Upon witnessing the phantom's manifestation, not only did the fish-headed strong entity experience a surge of relief, but the surrounding experts of Spirit Releasing Abyss also displayed expressions of profound dread.

Ninth Order experts, irrespective of their geographical location, occupy positions of immense prestige. Even within the grand tapestry of the Four Great Realms, a Ninth Order cultivator commands supreme authority, let alone within the confines of the Yushi Realm.

In the Yushi Realm, the designation of a Ninth Order expert signifies the pinnacle of undisputed dominion.

"With the Ancestor's arrival, he is surely finished!" One heavily injured combatant could not suppress a sneer directed at Li Chen.

In their collective view, regardless of Li Chen's demonstrated power, facing an Ancestor meant nothing less than impending annihilation.

"Water Prison!"

The Ancestor's phantom appeared serene as it extended a hand downwards in Li Chen's direction.

The instant the palm descended, torrential waves surged towards Li Chen. Though deceptively named 'Water Prison', these sudden, colossal waves possessed the power not only to confine but to utterly crush any soul foolish enough to defy them!

Even Li Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

"A mere projection of a Ninth Order expert? Intriguing. However, without the true body present, can a simple projection truly hope to subdue me?"