Chapter 250: Trapping And Killing A Million Cultivators
Tiangang Sect.
A killing aura filled the heavens, layer clouds dispersed, and the setting glow formed beams.
Every cultivator’s eyes carried greed and longing, already impatient.
This expedition was to slaughter a small world, an unusual small world. In normal times, it would naturally require utmost caution, but now, with a million cultivator army, dozens of Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and even that ‘Immortal Seed’ from Boundless Sword Sect.
This battle, victory was certain!
Many Nascent Soul True Monarchs exchanged glances, each calculating their own little schemes.
Faced with certain victory, the key was how to divide the benefits.
Ning Qi’s share, they wouldn’t dare touch even with great courage, so the only thing to fight for was what other sects held.
They had already decided that after stepping into that small world, they must perform well in front of Ning Qi.
Ning Qi saw all their emotions in his eyes.
His heart remained unmoved.
No one would think that what awaited them was not opportunity, but despair and death.
To this.
Ning Qi had no hesitation.
When these cultivators slaughtered small worlds, did they ever hesitate even a bit?
Of course.
Ning Qi could also understand; the Immortality Path values competition, everything was merely the law of the jungle, no right or wrong, only who had the bigger fist, just like Human Race and Demon Race—humans strong hunt demons, demons strong eat humans, such was the law.
Just like when Black Demon Sect invaded True Martial Realm back then, Ning Qi never complained, only exerted all efforts to elevate himself to cope with the crisis.
And now that he was strong, striking first was only natural.
Myriad thoughts flashed by in an instant.
The world channel emitted a booming sound, flowing lights surged, swallowing the figures of cultivators one by one. This time, many Nascent Soul True Monarchs chose to descend in true body.
In the blink of an eye.
The skies above Tiangang Sect became quiet, leaving only many insufficiently strong stay-behinds within the sect. Envy filled their eyes, only resenting their own lacking cultivation.
……
True Martial Realm.
Burial Immortal Battlefield.
This was the sea area where a shocking great battle with Black Demon Sect cultivators occurred back then. So many years later, enormous changes had taken place, with myriad chaotic spiritual energies gathering, the surrounding ten thousand li domain becoming unsuitable for survival, and inexplicable changes birthing.
Gradually, it became a forbidden land.
Of course, there were also opportunities.
With so many experts fallen back then, some magic treasures or inheritances were inevitably left behind.
Over these years, powerful Immortal Path experts in True Martial Realm would come here to try their luck.
But today.
Dense masses of cultivators stood here, endless to the eye, their terrifying aura sweeping away the ominous energies that wandered here in the past, even giving a sense of clear skies for ten thousand li.
Leading them was Luo Wentian.
His face was solemn, waiting for something.
Surrounding cultivators were all tense and excited. The reason they gathered here today was precisely because of True Martial Immortal Sect’s summons half a month ago.
Domain outer cultivators were about to descend again!
Numbering a million!
If placed dozens of years ago, this news would suffice to plunge True Martial Realm into despair.
But now, it instead brought them surprise and eagerness to try.
By today, True Martial Realm cultivators had exploded in numbers. Mana Realm cultivators numbered far more than a million?
Heaven and earth spiritual energy grew denser day by day, plus the Enlightenment Realm Tree’s boost, cultivation simplicity far beyond what predecessors could imagine. Slightly prodigious ones stepped into Mana Realm in twenty years, commonplace, and moreover, most cultivators’ spiritual energy consumption came from beyond the Sea of Realms.
Thus, True Martial Realm could bear far more cultivators at the limit than other worlds of the same level.
By now.
True Martial Realm Mana Realm cultivators had reached ten million, Purple Mansion Realm cultivators also numbering a hundred thousand.
As for Nascent Soul Realm, temporarily none yet, but it was merely a matter of time.
Prodigies exploding, Immortal Path golden age.
This was True Martial Realm’s current state.
All Beings revered the World Lord.
Now.
Reincarnation slots into Mountain Sea Realm grew ever more precious, requiring layers of selection. Only those with great merits or top prodigies could obtain slots. This was also why so many cultivators came here today at all costs.
They were to hunt.
To use these domain outer cultivators’ heads to forge their own Immortal Path foundation.
Cultivation speed in True Martial Realm was already extremely fast.
But many Heavenly Prides craved even faster.
Going to Mountain Sea Realm allowed establishing more merits, exchanging from the Enlightenment Realm Tree for more Immortal Path insights, supernatural powers, mystic arts, unlocking higher permissions.
The prey were no longer them, but Mountain Sea Realm cultivators!
Gazes flickered one by one.
Abruptly.
An astonishing fluctuation came from the central area. All True Martial Realm cultivators’ blood accelerated, spiritual power began circulating, magic tools in hands flickered with light. That fluctuation grew more intense, finally collapsing into a massive twisted space.
When the fluctuation gradually calmed.
A million Chu Kingdom Cultivation World cultivators appeared before the congregation.
“Just this?”
This was what many True Martial Realm cultivators thought.
Not even enough for one each!
……
Chu Kingdom Cultivation World cultivators rubbed their fists, each extremely excited, imagining the scene of the small world natives wailing in despair soon.
They admired the world channel’s magnificent compression of spacetime.
Like embarking on a wondrous journey.
“Buzz!”
Fluctuations gradually rose, many cultivators snapped back to attention. They knew arrival in the small world was imminent.
The twisted space smoothed out.
Before the many cultivators could smile, their faces gradually stiffened.
What was that dense army of powerful aura-emitting cultivators in the distance?
Their numbers even several times theirs!
“This truly isn’t an illusion?” Many Chu Kingdom Cultivation World cultivators’ breathing stagnated, somewhat incredulous.
Merely a small world.
How could there be so many Mana Realm and Purple Mansion Realm?
Those fervent, hungry gazes chilled their hearts, absurdly giving rise to the illusion that they themselves were the prey.
Even the many Nascent Soul True Monarchs had somewhat ugly expressions.
So many cultivators, with realms suppressed, were no small trouble for them.
The only good news was.
The opposing cultivator army seemed to lack Nascent Soul Realm.
“True Disciple Ning, this small world isn’t simple.” Wind Thunder True Monarch said lowly, eyes very cautious.
Everything before them reeked of strangeness.
He hoped Ning Qi could step forward to steady the army’s morale.
Ning Qi chuckled lightly:
“Naturally.”
The true monarchs were stunned. Ning Qi’s words seemed like he had long foreseen this. Their hearts relaxed, but instinctively felt Ning Qi’s tone somewhat eerie.
“True Disciple Ning…” Jiang Chenhuan was about to inquire.
Only to see Ning Qi in white robes fluttering, turning to face the Mountain Sea Realm cultivators.
“Welcome to… my world.”
The voice wasn’t loud, yet it stirred massive waves in everyone’s hearts. Nascent Soul True Monarchs were all stunned, instinctively rising panic. Even the hundreds of Boundless Sword Sect disciples looked at Ning Qi in shock. At this moment, their Senior Brother Ning seemed like a changed man.
That figure seemed infinitely towering, majestic, vast, unapproachable.
A vast voice from afar pierced their souls:
“Greetings to the World Lord!”
World Lord?!
The million Mountain Sea Realm cultivators’ minds went blank.
But no time for more thought.
A broad Thunder River without end crossed from void depths, a majestic world projection suppressed the void. Many Nascent Soul True Monarchs and Boundless Sword Sect disciples were swept by the Thunder River, vanishing from the spot. In the last moment of vanishing, Wind Thunder True Monarch saw the dense cultivator army already pouncing toward the Twelve Sects Alliance. He despaired.
“Kill!!” Shouts shook heaven and earth.
A one-sided slaughter had begun.
……
Inner World.
Qin Minghao swallowed, pupils still incredulous:
“Senior Brother Ning…”
His immensely revered Senior Brother Ning, the ‘Immortal Seed’ seen as hope by Boundless Sword Sect, was actually a small world lord?
This moment.
His heart held too many doubts: How did Senior Brother Ning go from small world to Mountain Sea Realm, how did he coincidentally join Boundless Sword Sect, how did he fool those Sword Sect great powers… But soon, myriad thoughts turned to bitterness.
Words on his tongue were forcibly swallowed back.
He looked at the distant Twelve Sects true monarchs easily suppressed to dust, falling silent.
Until a hand patted his shoulder:
“Junior Brother Qin, actually, I think very highly of you.”
Qin Minghao’s heart trembled, subconsciously turning his head to meet that pair of ever gentle eyes. Ning Qi smiled on his face. This moment, Qin Minghao seemed to find the shadow of the familiar ‘Senior Brother Ning’ from past days on him.
“Senior Brother Ning!” He took a deep breath, gaze gradually firming. “If Senior Brother Ning doesn’t mind, Qin Minghao swears to follow Senior Brother Ning to the death!”
With that.
He had completely released his nascent soul, meaning he would allow Ning Qi to act, even if his life and death afterward were in Ning Qi’s hands, it didn’t matter.
Qin Minghao had figured it out.
“Whether Senior Brother Ning is Mountain Sea Realm cultivator or small world lord matters not to me. The key is following Senior Brother Ning allows stepping into unprecedented realms!”
However.
He also knew.
Now that he knew Senior Brother Ning’s greatest secret, he had to show sufficient attitude.
In Mountain Sea Realm, two kinds of people wouldn’t blab: one, dead people; the other, those planted with restrictions.
Ning Qi smiled, tone distant:
“Rest assured, one day, you won’t regret today’s decision.”
Many Boundless Sword Sect disciples exchanged glances, but Qin Minghao undoubtedly set a good example.
If they could live, who would choose death?
They knew.
Ning Qi was waiting for their answers.
“We are willing to follow Senior Brother Ning to the death!”
The vast majority made their choice. Of course, there were exceptions.
A silver light and a black light lit up almost simultaneously, carrying some instantly erupting penetrating power. The targets weren’t Ning Qi, but pierced the Inner World realm wall. Those lights respectively wrapped one person, attempting to break through the void and flee.
These were one-time secret treasures, extremely powerful, generally hard for true disciples to possess.
“Wei Feng! Jiang Xuan! You dare betray Senior Brother Ning!” Qin Minghao roared angrily, spitting sword light from his mouth, slashing toward the two escaping.
This was both for Ning Qi and for himself.
If these two escaped, the consequences would likely be dire.
Ning Qi’s expression unchanged.
In his world, if these two escaped, he would truly be incompetent.
Moreover.
Not long after Wei Feng and Jiang Xuan joined Five Elements Peak, he already knew their intentions weren’t pure.
Ning Qi stood with hands behind his back, heart stirring.
World Power surged and condensed.
The next instant, two rays of light were forcibly squeezed out from deep void layers. Disbelief filled their eyes.
“The power of the God Breaking Shuttle can tear through a Great Power’s blockade, how is this possible?!” Wei Feng growled lowly.
Jiang Xuan panicked too:
“How could you possibly resist the power of the Star Piercing Arrow?”
Both had been sent undercover on orders, rewarded with one-time secret treasures for critical life-saving moments. Yet they didn’t expect Ning Qi to be so ferocious, forcibly seizing back treasures that could tear a Great Power’s blockade.
Many Sword Sect disciples’ hearts trembled, gazes filled with reverence.
They watched the thunder giant hand that captured and returned Wei Feng and Jiang Xuan. Any lingering resentment dissipated. A thought arose in their hearts: Senior Brother Ning was already so formidable now; if he became a Dao Integration Realm Old Ancestor in the future, wouldn’t they ascend to heaven with chickens and dogs?
A servant before an Old Ancestor surpassed a so-called Upper Sect true disciple.
Wei Feng and Jiang Xuan panicked, hurriedly begging for mercy:
“Senior Brother Ning, we are willing to submit, willing to reveal everything!”
Ning Qi smiled:
“Wei Feng, you were sent by Ye Chen, right?”
“Jiang Xuan, you were sent by Jiang Qingxue, right?”
Their pupils shrank sharply, both stunned, feeling as if the youth before them had turned into a demon, shadows able to devour them.
Surrounding Sword Sect disciples inwardly exclaimed.
For the identities Ning Qi named weren’t simple.
Ye Chen, now the First True Disciple, innate Wind Thunder Sword Body, unfathomable cultivation, nearly at Nascent Soul limit, already impacting Void Dao Realm.
And Second True Disciple Jiang Qingxue was no small matter either. Her Ice Spirit Body Origin exceptionally dense, surpassing all prior Ice Spirit Bodies in Northern Xuan Region, cultivation equally profound, one step from Great Power.
Previously, these two led far ahead among Boundless Sword Sect’s many true disciples, viewing each other as greatest rivals.
But Ning Qi appeared out of nowhere, even receiving a sword personally gifted by Zi Yang Grand Elder.
This put them on guard, separately sending Wei Feng and Jiang Xuan to probe Ning Qi’s background and test his reality—this was common among Upper Sect true disciples.
They had wanted to send messages before the small world expedition, but found no chance.
Ning Qi had long been prepared.
Now.
With Ning Qi calling out their identities, they fully panicked.
“Senior Brother Ning, spare us! I was wrong, I’m willing to submit to you, provide intelligence on Ye Chen!”
Wei Feng cried out, trying to show his value, even suggesting becoming a reverse spy.
But Ning Qi just smiled and shook his head.
He didn’t need it.
Mainly, these two’s identities were sensitive; taking them under his wing would invite trouble. Better to let them contribute some final benefit.
Ye Chen and Jiang Qingxue planting spies—how could he let them off without some gain?
Might as well make it clear.
Ning Qi waved lightly, surging World Power suppressed down. The two still begging turned to dust entirely, just like those dozens of true monarchs earlier, without any power to resist.
Qin Minghao and others’ eyes filled with even more reverence:
“We swear to serve Senior Brother Ning to the death!”
In the Inner World, many Sword Sect disciples followed their hearts, making their choices.
