Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 633 - 286: The Ancestor Explodes (Part 2)

The gathering of so many Sects from across the Beixuan Domain outside their gates was undeniably peculiar. Were they not concerned about being caught in the crossfire as the two powers clashed?

Ever since the Beixuan Upper Sect collapsed, every organization in the Beixuan Domain had nurtured hidden agendas, each thirsting to claim the throne of the regional overlord.

Every Sect remained intensely suspicious of its neighbors.

They lived in constant fear of a rival surpassing them or of a third party swooping in to snatch the rewards after they had done the heavy lifting.

Consequently, a cautious stalemate had persisted for thirty years.

It was only the Infinite Sword Sect’s long-standing low profile and refusal to engage in worldly disputes that allowed others to slowly and quietly siphon off the resources belonging to its disciples.

Now that every Sect had dispatched observers, had they not considered that their presence might make both the Infinite Sword Sect and the Blood Demon Sect hesitate? Surely the two combatants would be wary of being backstabbed by these onlookers.

To Li Xinxuan, this situation defied all logic.

Either these Sects assumed the coming slaughter would be entirely one-sided, or they believed that the observers were so insignificant that the winner wouldn't even bother to be cautious of them.

Both possibilities filled Li Xinxuan with a deep sense of dread.

His anxiety spiked further when he noticed that even the four Sects that had already surrendered to Ning Qi had sent representatives.

These four groups stood apart, looking remarkably relaxed. They watched the Blood Demon Sect with cold indifference, as if they were staring at fish laid out on a butcher’s block.

Unable to stay silent, Li Xinxuan rounded up those who shared his fears and rushed toward the Sect Leader’s hall for one final attempt at persuasion.

“Sect Leader, something is terribly wrong with the situation outside!”

“Elder Li, you again? Is it still your intention to beg us to bow down to that brat, even today?”

Mo Tianxing picked at his ear with visible irritation before blowing the dust off his hand.

The majority of the Elders and True Inheritors remained perfectly calm.

Protected by their Sect Protection Array and backed by the Feather Transformation Upper Sect, they couldn't fathom why Li Xinxuan was so terrified.

“If you’re truly that scared, Elder Li, why not just abandon the Blood Demon Sect and run? I’m certain the Sect Leader would grant you leave!” an Elder remarked with a mocking sneer.

“You... your overconfidence will be your undoing. Look at the state of things outside before you speak!”

Mo Tianxing’s expression suddenly turned frigid.

“Enough, Elder Li. Do not sabotage our morale. If you continue to spread panic among our people, I will not be lenient!”

Li Xinxuan, gifted with naturally sharp spiritual senses, felt a persistent throbbing between his eyebrows, like a warning bell that wouldn't stop ringing.

But he was trapped now—a grasshopper in a jar, or a passenger on a ship lost at sea. Further words were useless.

Suddenly, a freezing voice resonated through the entire Sect grounds.

“Mo Tianxing, come out and face your end!”

Mo Tianxing flared with rage.

Who else would dare to speak such words at this hour? The members of the Infinite Sword Sect had finally arrived.

“Every member of the Sect, follow me! Let us see this brat Ning Qi for ourselves. I want to see if he truly has three heads and six arms to make those other Sects so cowardly!”

The forces of the Blood Demon Sect took flight immediately, swarming toward the mountain gate.

The Blood Demon Sect’s full strength, including their Sect Leader and hidden trump cards, consisted of fifteen Void Path Realm experts and a hundred True Inheritors.

Such a lineup was considered quite formidable within the Beixuan Domain.

Even now, they felt no dread; instead, they were fueled by a fierce, aggressive spirit.

If the Feather Transformation Upper Sect arrived to reinforce them, they were certain they could crush the Infinite Sword Sect this very day.

Upon reaching the gate, Mo Tianxing peered through the shimmering barrier of the array at the world outside.

The disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect stood in formation, hovering solemnly in the air like pillars of iron, appearing completely unshakable.

“Where is the boy, Ning Qi?”

Mo Tianxing asked coldly. With a wave of his hand, he adjusted the Sect Protection Array so those outside could see them clearly.

The voice from before had belonged to Qin Minghao, who stood at the front.

Seeing the Blood Demon Sect leadership appear, Qin Minghao spoke again:

“Mo Tianxing, do you think you are worthy of speaking the Sect Leader’s name? I suggest you disable this array and welcome us properly while you still have the chance!”

Mo Tianxing leveled a gaze at Qin Minghao.

“You are a mere mid-stage Void Path cultivator. What right do you have to bark at our front door? Tell Ning Qi to face me himself.”

Ning Qi stood a short distance behind Qin Minghao. Despite Mo Tianxing’s insulting tone, he simply watched the Blood Demon Sect members with a detached gaze.

There was no point in getting angry at a man who was already dead.

Qin Minghao let out a sharp snort.

“I may only be at the mid-stage of the Void Path, but I climbed from the Primordial Spirit Realm to this level in only sixty years. Does that give me enough qualification?”

As his words fell, a wave of shock rippled through the crowd.

“What? From Primordial Spirit to mid-Void Path in sixty years? Such speed is unheard of!”

“That level of talent surpasses even our greatest True Inheritors!”

“I heard he was once the least talented of their True Inheritors, and only reached these heights after following Ning Qi.”

“Could that really be true?”

Qin Minghao glared at Mo Tianxing.

“If you have the guts to come out, Mo Tianxing, I will ask the Sect Leader to let me duel you one-on-one. Do you have the courage to take the challenge?”

The Infinite Sword Sect members remained stoic, but the observers from other Sects were visibly shaken. They thought Qin Minghao was being dangerously arrogant.

After all, Mo Tianxing was at the peak of the Void Path Realm. Qin Minghao was only at the mid-stage. Even if he couldn't actually win, just surviving an encounter with Mo Tianxing would be a feat worthy of legendary status.

However, no one spoke up, wondering if this was merely a psychological tactic to provoke Mo Tianxing.

Everyone waited to see if the Sect Leader would take the bait.

Mo Tianxing’s thick, blood-red brows furrowed deeply.

He had heard rumors that the current generation of Infinite Sword Sect disciples was frighteningly talented, having recently returned from the Profound Truth Secret Realm without a single casualty.

That Secret Realm had turned into a literal meat grinder where even Void Path Realm experts fell, and elite disciples from other Upper Sects were wiped out. The fact that they survived intact proved how dangerous the Infinite Sword Sect had become.