Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 808 - 341: Encountering the Saint Ancestor Again

The fragments of the Stone Shield grew larger, turning into blazing meteors that hurtled through the heavens, bearing down on the twenty elders from the Vast Realm who had severed their own Harmonization.

From a distance, the Vast Realm forces watched the intense outline of the white-cloaked warrior, every soldier left utterly speechless, their mouths hanging open in shock.

No one had ever dreamed that Ning Qi would launch the first strike, showing absolutely no fear!

These elders served as their forerunners, encompassing the twenty elders who had achieved Harmonization in the Vast Realm, with Blood Slaughter Enemy among them—a direct disciple chosen by the Saint Ancestor!

Within this battlefield's domain, those twenty who had voluntarily severed their Harmonization could nearly dominate every domain, standing without equal.

Yet it was exactly for this reason that Ning Qi's power became all the more prominent.

As the meteors closed in, Blood Slaughter Enemy and his companions kept retreating even as they resisted the onslaught.

On this occasion, fully ten of them launched their counterattacks.

Streams of Blade Qi, flashes of sword light, slicing wind blades, phantom spear thrusts, along with diverse rule-based strikes, all slammed into the approaching meteors.

Boom!

An earth-shaking blast echoed out, with clouds of dust swallowing the skies overhead, nearly blanketing all and obscuring vision for everyone.

With a wave of his flowing sleeve, Ning Qi summoned a mighty gale that blew through, instantly revealing the forms of all once more.

The expressions on the faces of those twenty Harmonized elders grew darker still; the deeper their clash with Ning Qi, the clearer it became how horrifying he truly was.

Right then, a single query burned in their minds: just what sort of person was this man?

Was he perhaps a heir to the legendary Mountain Ancestor and Sea Ancestor from the Mountain and Sea Realm tales?

All they could do was guess along those lines, considering Ning Qi's youth and the talent that utterly surpassed theirs—such an extraordinary prodigy could never come from humble origins!

Wu Xu, clad in scholarly robes, furrowed his brow deeply while fixing his gaze on Ning Qi. 'Damn it, if not for the Mountain and Sea Realm Will's meddling that caps our cultivation, how could we end up so wretched?'

Sun Lei sent a mental message as well: 'Everyone else, get moving first. I'll remain here to stall him!'

Before either could move a muscle, Blood Slaughter Enemy burst forward from the group, sending them a transmission: 'Hold back, everyone—let me take charge!'

'Brother Xue, what are you...'

Blood Slaughter Enemy pressed on: 'Give it everything you've got and break free from the Mountain and Sea Realm Will's hold without delay!'

His imposing, lofty frame surged to the back of the formation on purpose, moving to block Ning Qi.

All eyes widened sharply at the sight.

'Brother Xue, do you mean to deploy that treasure?' Sun Lei inquired.

'There's no time left to hesitate!'

Blood Slaughter Enemy's gaze reddened fiercely, his energy surging higher and higher.

Down came Ning Qi's multicolored colossal palm toward him, resembling a towering ocean swell slamming against a desperate escaping vessel.

From within his robes, Blood Slaughter Enemy drew forth a compact scroll.

This scroll was tiny, barely spanning his palm's width, suggesting its contents were quite restrained.

Then, he channeled his magical energy into it, causing the scroll to spread open within his broad grip.

Right at that instant, Ning Qi's enormous multicolored hand arrived directly before him.

In that split second, the massive hand appeared frozen by the scroll his foe clutched, barred from progressing a single bit!

Ning Qi halted briefly, eyeing the scroll in the other's grasp, a flicker of realization dawning.

Back during his battle with Kuang Shanqing, that foe had similarly produced a Wind God Painting; clearly, this artifact came from the Saint Ancestor too.

The scroll lay unfurled now; unlike before, it held not a painting but a written charm.

Etched upon it gleamed a shining 'Suppress' glyph!

Gripping the charm tightly, Blood Slaughter Enemy locked eyes with Ning Qi and declared:

'This Suppressing Script comes as a boon from my realm's Saint Ancestor. Ning Qi, I never planned to wield the Saint Ancestor's favor against you, yet you've cornered me into this now!'

The Suppressing Script burst into flames abruptly, emitting dazzling light; the paper bearing it burned away in a flash, leaving just a spectral 'Suppress' glyph hovering in the air.

Ning Qi had assumed it mirrored the earlier Wind God Painting, harboring the Saint Ancestor's concealed strikes, and he'd readied his countermeasures.

Yet to his surprise, the glowing Suppress glyph ballooned outward, its lines reshaping into a colossal peak or perhaps a confining enclosure, bearing down upon him.

In that very moment, the surrounding Mountain and Sea Realm Will appeared quelled too, hastily withdrawing from the vicinity.

Seizing the opening, Blood Slaughter Enemy and his allies bolted away at full speed.

Ning Qi remained solitary, facing off against the mighty charm, a subtle wave stirring in his steady gaze.

This became his second veiled clash with the Vast Realm's Saint Ancestor.

Aware that he'd unraveled the prior Wind God Painting, what fresh might lurked in this new Suppressing Script delivered by another hand?

Curiosity burned fiercely in Ning Qi as golden radiance cloaked his form, though it remained unclear if this stemmed from the Suppressing Script's glow or an inner luminescence of his own.

Ning Qi sensed nearly total suppression bearing down on him!

His flesh, his soul—everything faced restraint, and the very void encircling him suffered the same lockdown.

The glyph pressed onto him, every line morphing into a heavenly column, trapping Ning Qi inside.

Oddly enough, in that instant, minuscule Suppress glyphs appeared to sprout from it, like inky talisman threads, surging at him, slithering over his flesh, as though striving to shackle and utterly subdue him!

'Interesting!'

Twin rays of light shot from Ning Qi's eyes.

The Vast Realm's Saint Ancestor proved truly exceptional, always granting him novel trials.

This adversary differed from the typical Vast Realm practitioners; even Blood Slaughter Enemy and the rest of the Harmonized seemed insignificant to Ning Qi.

That was merely because the rule techniques honed by Blood Slaughter Enemy and his ilk, Ning Qi had essentially conquered them all himself—so with his peerless perception, unraveling them proved effortless.

Yet the Saint Ancestor stood apart, blending masterful strokes in writing and art, apparently wielding substantial rule forces besides.

Previously, he had woven his own convictions into the Wind God Painting, all while uniquely fusing the Wind Rule right into the creation.