Chapter 251: Perfection
Ning Qi gazed at the congregation, a smile on his face.
He waved his hand slightly, and mysterious power immediately extended from the void. Qin Minghao and the others felt a shock in their hearts, sensing they were on the verge of enlightenment. Then, a peculiar restriction was planted deep in their souls.
This restriction was completely different from all common restrictions. In mere moments, it vanished from sight, undetectable even to them. But if a single thought arose to reveal the matters at hand or show disrespect to Ning Qi, a sense of impending catastrophe would follow.
The congregation was horrified at heart. Ning Qi’s methods were divine.
This was naturally the power of the Enlightenment Realm Tree. The many True Martial World Beings who had reincarnated to the Mountain Sea Realm also bore such restrictions.
Ning Qi was confident that even Great Powers and Magnates could discern no clues.
As for Dao Integration Realm Old Ancestors, even if they noticed something amiss, they could never extract anything useful. The restriction deep in their minds would directly annihilate their souls.
The congregation grew even more respectful on their faces.
They were now thoroughly on the same boat as Ning Qi. All that remained was to serve with utmost dedication. The stronger Ning Qi became, the greater the benefits they would reap in the future.
Ning Qi stood with hands behind his back.
He knew some might now be acting out of coercion and helplessness.
But in time, they would realize how honorable today’s choice was.
The terrifying auras left by the fallen Nascent Soul True Monarchs were whale swallowed by the Inner World. Meanwhile, in the outside world, the great battle of millions of cultivators shook the world, causing the entire True Martial Realm to tremble ceaselessly. This was the grandest war in the history of the True Martial Realm.
In the past, dozens of Mana Realm cultivators could turn the True Martial Realm upside down. Each encounter with foreign enemies required expending World Origin to bolster native cultivators.
But now, it was a one-sided slaughter.
Mountain Sea Realm Cultivators were horrified to discover how terrifying these natives of small worlds truly were.
In supernatural powers, spells, and combat awareness, they were far inferior. Even in magic treasures, talismans, and the like, they held only a slight edge.
Thus.
They had no power to fight back.
“Have we truly not arrived in another Spirit Realm?!” A Twelve Sects cultivator let out a despairing wail, only to be shredded by a spiritual power storm.
Qin Minghao and the other Sword Sect disciples, watching the battlefield alongside Ning Qi, were shocked at heart.
The foundation of this small world was truly terrifying.
Sensing the spiritual energy concentration and space stability around them, their moods gradually calmed.
“There are rumors in the Sea of Realms that a small world will once birthed wisdom, then defied the heavens, advancing triumphantly. Not only did it promote to Spirit Realm, it even broke the Spirit Realm limit, with immortals born in that world! Now, we have the chance to follow Senior Brother Ning. The cost is merely losing some freedom—what a heavenly opportunity! In the future, we may even glimpse the supreme realm!”
“Moreover, Senior Brother Ning has always been magnanimous. If we remain steadfast, what difference does this restriction make?”
The Sword Sect disciples’ gazes gradually brightened, their moods increasingly cheerful.
“Senior Brother Ning, we request to join the battle!” Qin Minghao said respectfully.
Ning Qi smiled and waved his hand.
Several hundred Sword Sect disciples were a considerable fighting force, but what pleased him more was their awareness.
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Boundless Sword Sect.
Central Peaks.
Wind Thunder Peak.
At the instant Wei Feng fell, a sword-browed, star-eyed youth abruptly opened his eyes, azure and purple divine light bursting from his pupils, immediately accompanied by roaring wind and thunder.
Ye Chen waved his hand, and an extinguished soul lamp appeared before him:
“Wei Feng… dead?”
His face grew slightly grave, then he said solemnly:
“Someone come?”
A respectful voice rang from outside the hall:
“Senior Brother Ye!”
Ye Chen’s gaze was like a sword, falling on the face of the true disciple outside the hall:
“Where is that ‘Immortal Seed’ now?”
The true disciple outside trembled inwardly, then said lowly:
“A few days ago, the Five Elements Peak mobilized en masse, boarding a Treasure Boat, destination unknown. In a few more days, we should know where he went.”
Powerful Sword Intent rose from Ye Chen, surging and ebbing. The anger of its master was perceptible across the entire Wind Thunder Peak, leaving everyone trembling in fear.
After a long while, Ye Chen slowly exhaled, his expression returning to cold indifference:
“Ning Qi, very good!”
The true disciple outside did not understand.
He only heard the hall doors gradually closing, a voice laced with icy killing intent emerging from within:
“Wei Feng is dead. When Ning Qi returns, inform me.”
The true disciple outside widened his eyes instantly.
Wei Feng, dead?
Connecting the dots, he instantly understood the reason for Ye Chen’s fury.
“That ‘Immortal Seed’ set a trap and killed Wei Feng?”
He was terrified, hurrying down to make preparations.
It was foreseeable that when that ‘Immortal Seed’ returned, a major event would unfold within the Sword Sect. A dragon-tiger struggle was inevitable. He was both shocked and somewhat expectant.
Since Ning Qi’s rise, there had been talk within the Sword Sect that Ning Qi was the greatest heavenly pride in the sect’s history, destined to ascend to the Sect Leader position.
This had caused Ye Chen, the First True Disciple, to lose prestige day by day.
Those who followed Ye Chen naturally felt indignant.
And now.
The two heavenly prides were finally set to clash head-on!
The terrifying fluctuations from Wind Thunder Peak drew sidelong glances from many true disciples, sparking speculation. Only one person knew clearly: Jiang Qingxue of Ice Soul Peak.
On Ice Soul Peak, the blue-clad woman was of icy beauty, her cold face showing faint traces of inexplicable meaning.
“My cousin Jiang Xuan is somewhat useless. Even the Star Piercing Arrow failed to let him escape. It seems this ‘Immortal Seed’ has some ability.”
She then glanced toward Wind Thunder Peak.
“It seems the one Ye Chen sent is also dead? He can take the lead. If this ‘Immortal Seed’ proves weak, then it’s time to settle the score for Jiang Xuan’s fall.”
She snorted coldly, sensing the vast frost power within her body, brimming with confidence.
In these years of secluded cultivation, she believed herself capable of battling Ye Chen.
“First True Disciple? Not so easy to hold! This is a perfect chance to see Ye Chen’s progress these years!”
Ice Soul Peak also shook with aura.
With the First True Disciple and Second True Disciple awakening in succession, many Boundless Sword Sect true disciples were puzzled, and rumors began to spread.
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True Martial Realm.
The brutal war had come to an end.
Over a million Mountain Sea Realm cultivators had fallen, further expanding the Burial Immortal Battlefield. It occupied a vast area north of the True Martial Realm. It was foreseeable that profound changes would occur in this region in the future.
Ning Qi did not interfere; this was the world’s own miracle.
At this moment.
The Enlightenment Realm Tree continuously extended, absorbing the violent spiritual energy tide.
The fall of a million powerful cultivators in the True Martial Realm brought a million Mountain Sea Realm marks, while also causing the True Martial Realm’s spiritual energy to surge once more—this was ten times that of the previous Black Demon Sect cultivators!
Once this harvest was fully digested.
Ning Qi could naturally achieve World Lord Realm Perfection!
Rumble!
Spiritual energy like dragons plunged into the void, as if a terrifying giant beast was whale swallowing the Spirit Sea.
In the past, Ning Qi would have needed years of gradual digestion, but now, with the True Martial Realm having metamorphosed and the aid of the True Martial World Tree, a few days sufficed.
He overlooked the world, anticipation in his eyes.
On the battlefield, True Martial World Cultivators watched this grand scene, all fervent.
“World Lord immortal! True Martial Realm eternal!”
The surging morale from the great victory spread across the world, boiling the blood of every being.
Ning Qi nodded slightly, his vast voice resounding:
“You have merit, and shall be rewarded.”
He alone could have dealt with these cultivators, but that would turn True Martial Realm cultivators into ornaments, hindering their growth and sense of belonging.
Nor could he use it as pretext to boost their strength—rewarding without merit was a grave taboo, sowing hidden dangers. The Merit System was a rule Ning Qi had set himself, and he would abide by it.
Under gazes of fervent zeal.
Enlightenment Realm Tree power descended into the minds of many cultivators, Dao Rhyme manifesting, leaving them entranced.
According to kill contributions, merits were granted, redeemable for supernatural powers and magic treasures.
“We thank the World Lord!”
Excited, fervent voices echoed in all directions.
Watching this scene.
Qin Minghao and the many Sword Sect disciples were envious.
Ning Qi chuckled lightly, his gaze falling:
“You too shall be rewarded.”
Though Enlightenment Realm Tree power could not root in their souls, as its master in the True Martial Realm, Ning Qi could easily grant them empowerment and baptism.
In an instant.
Vast power descended, Dao Rhyme enveloping them.
The Sword Sect disciples were dumbfounded.
At this moment, they felt better than ever. Spiritual insights entered their bodies, comprehension greatly enhanced. Long-puzzling problems resolved instantly. Supernatural powers and spells advanced at astonishing speeds, reaching realms they once yearned for in a blink.
Not only that.
Vast, pure spiritual energy surged into their bodies, like constant infusion of Precious Medicine.
Mana surged violently, so fast they felt dizzy.
But they sensed this cultivation boost had no backlash, merely needing slight time to polish.
This.
They were familiar with.
The Mountain Sea Realm Will sometimes bestowed baptism thus.
In a moment.
The many Sword Sect disciples were ecstatic, any trace of discontent vanished. Now, they held only utmost reverence and adoration for Ning Qi.
Ning Qi’s lips curved slightly.
A slap followed by a sweet—crude method, but effective.
In the Mountain Sea Realm, his foundation was still shallow. The many reincarnated True Martial World Beings needed time to grow. Having these loyal Sword Sect disciples would make future tasks easier.
Thus, he was not stingy with extra boosts, elevating their strength.
Of course, there was a most important reason.
Conquering a small world should normally bring Mountain Sea Realm Will baptism.
After observing for a moment, Ning Qi focused on himself:
“By normal logic, sacrificing a wisdom-born small world like this would more than suffice to reach Nascent Soul Realm Perfection. Perfect chance to elevate this reincarnated body.”
In an instant.
Vast World Power condensed, pouring into the reincarnated body.
This was the ‘opportunity’ for the reincarnated body.
The True Martial Realm immersed in post-victory joy.
Endless spiritual energy was refined every moment, making the True Martial Realm vaster, with new heavens and earth emerging, new spiritual objects appearing. The True Martial Realm was poised for a new explosive development.
Afterward, a long stable development period would follow.
After all, upon reaching World Lord Realm Perfection, the True Martial Realm’s limits would be set. The strongest cultivators it could birth would be Nascent Soul Realm.
Unless one day Ning Qi broke through to Rule Realm, ushering another metamorphosis.
Time passed.
A few days were but a blink.
Ning Qi’s reincarnated body had long completed its elevation, naturally reaching Nascent Soul Realm Perfection.
Upon returning to the Mountain Sea Realm, he could gradually comprehend Power of Rules, aiming for Void Dao Realm. If the reincarnated body stepped into Void Dao Realm, it would greatly benefit the main body’s promotion to Rule Realm.
Ning Qi sat in the Inner World.
Overlooking the void.
He could see the True Martial Realm’s edges constantly extending, though the speed was now slowing.
At a certain moment.
“Rumble!”
A heavenly chime resounded. Every being in the True Martial Realm instinctively looked up, seeing the sky ablaze with five colors and radiant mists. An inexplicable emotion rose from their hearts, bringing tears to their eyes.
Cultivators sensed it more clearly.
The surrounding void suddenly stabilized further, carrying a sense of perfection. They helplessly found their destructive power diminished.
In truth, this was a problem True Martial Realm cultivators faced: the world elevated too quickly. A few years ago, Mana Realm cultivators could casually cleave mountains; now, it required full effort.
But everyone knew it was due to the world’s elevation, feeling only joy.
It meant their own ceilings were rising higher.
Joy appeared in Ning Qi’s eyes.
The World Lord System was a path he had deduced himself. Over these years, with the Enlightenment Realm Tree accumulating all beings’ wisdom, this path had perfected further.
To this day.
He was utterly certain: continuing this path would yield a future ceiling surpassing the Immortal Path.
And now, it was finally reaching the limit of the first milestone.
“World Lord Realm Perfection, and the True Martial Realm reaches small world limit.”
“With Enlightenment Realm Tree power, it can at least support over a hundred million Mana Realm cultivators—perhaps more. After this, in some years, Nascent Soul Realm should emerge.”
Thoughts turned in Ning Qi’s mind.
The True Martial Realm’s metamorphosis had reached its final juncture.
“Rumble!”
“Rumble!”
Heavenly chimes shook, containing Dao Rhyme.
With the final chime resounding, all True Martial Realm beings felt their souls stir.
In Ning Qi’s gaze.
Though the True Martial Realm had yet to contain Rule Origin, it now carried preliminary perfection.
In the Inner World, World Power was vast, beginning its own metamorphosis.
Endless Power Origin surged from across the world.
The Thunder River grew deeper, myriad anomalies manifesting within. Vast lands appeared in the Inner World, spirit mountains floating, Spirit Seas surging and ebbing. Vaguely, at the void’s depths, a majestic immortal palace stood.
All happened naturally.
Ning Qi’s mind brimmed with boundless profundities.
World Lord Realm Perfection, achieved!
