Chapter 329: Holy Ancestor’s Strike
On the Wind God Painting, a hazy green light emanated.
When it was just opened, it was merely an ordinary painting, but now it showcased its divine wonder, trapping Ning Qi’s mind.
Ning Qi seemed to be stepped on by the wind god painted on it, becoming the stepping stone to help it ascend to immortality.
The wind god was ultimately an illusion; it merely represented the painter’s own mind.
“Is this the means of the strongest Saint Ancestor in the Vast Radiance Realm?” Ning Qi murmured.
Suddenly, Ning Qi’s consciousness burst forth with radiance.
Mountains and rivers inverted, heaven and earth overturned. The wind god that had stepped on his consciousness was instantly dragged down and instead stepped on by Ning Qi.
Ning Qi said indifferently, “Nothing more than this!”
Seeing the painting reveals the person; the wind god painted in it represented the Saint Ancestor’s idea.
If others encountered this painting, they would surely be awed by the Saint Ancestor’s aura and boldness.
Because in both the Mountain Sea Realm and the Vast Radiance Realm, there were only cultivators in the two realms, no immortals!
Some wanted to kill their way to the Nine Heavens, stepping over piles of white bones to achieve indestructible True Immortal status. Such a grand state of mind naturally awed the cultivators.
But Ning Qi was different. He had never set limits on himself, nor placed any insurmountable obstacles before him.
For ordinary cultivators, let alone ascending to immortality, they wouldn’t even dare to harbor the slightest thought of surpassing the Mountain Ancestor, Sea Ancestor, or even the Saint Ancestor.
And Ning Qi was clearly not among them.
Though he originated from a small world, his heart was boundless and free!
The size of the heart determines the size of the world.
The Saint Ancestor’s dream was to achieve indestructible True Immortal status, but Ning Qi’s dream went far beyond that.
Currently, though Ning Qi was still trapped in resolving the survival crisis of the True Martial Realm, his small goal was to lead the entire True Martial Realm to devour the Mountain Sea Realm or even the Vast Radiance Realm.
And after resolving these, Ning Qi had a medium goal: to continue leading the True Martial Realm forward.
The True Martial Realm was him, and he was the True Martial Realm, so Ning Qi’s dream was absolutely not just to achieve indestructible True Immortal status—at the very least, it was to make the True Martial Realm become the Immortal Realm!
A comparison between the two immediately revealed the vast gap.
So, how could relying on this painting to suppress Ning Qi and make his heart submit possibly succeed?
…
Kuang Shan Qing’s hand movements changed, and at some point, he had switched to holding the painting with both hands.
Although this was the Wind God Painting granted to him by the Saint Ancestor, containing the Saint Ancestor’s power, to activate the killing move of this painting, Kuang Shan Qing still needed to infuse his own power into it.
He aimed the painting in his hand at Ning Qi, seeing that Ning Qi’s mind was completely drawn into the painting, his whole person seeming to have lost his soul.
Kuang Shan Qing’s eyes flickered as the power of rules from his body continued to pour into the painting.
This Wind God Painting had two layers of attacks. The first was that the viewer’s mind would be instantly sucked in, and with one misstep, even the opponent’s nascent soul would be dragged inside, trapping their spirit.
The second was, while the opponent’s mind was being sucked in, the Wind God Painting would release an attack, taking the opportunity to slay the enemy and destroy their body.
After roughly understanding Ning Qi’s background, the arrogant Kuang Shan Qing had to admit that Ning Qi was simply the most terrifying prodigy he had ever encountered in his life.
Moreover, Ning Qi could also create a compass for probing nodes, so Kuang Shan Qing was convinced that Ning Qi was extremely useful to the Vast Radiance Realm.
Yet Kuang Shan Qing himself could not defeat Ning Qi. Fortunately, the Saint Ancestor had granted him this painting.
The function of this painting perfectly met Kuang Shan Qing’s needs: it could defeat Ning Qi without completely killing him.
To activate the killing move of the Wind God Painting, two-thirds of the power in Kuang Shan Qing’s body surged into the painting.
Finally, he felt the Wind God Painting tremble, meaning it had gathered enough energy to launch the attack!
Kuang Shan Qing stared at Ning Qi, gripping the Wind God Painting tightly with both hands. His Integration Realm physical face was already beaded with white sweat.
It was evident how much effort he had expended to activate the Wind God Painting!
“Wind God Slash!”
Kuang Shan Qing shouted in a low voice.
Instantly, on the entire surface of the Wind God Painting, the shadow of the wind god seemed to come alive.
Green Qi permeated the wind god’s body, swirling upward around his form like coiling dragons.
Suddenly, the dragon-shaped green Qi followed the brush strokes in the painting upward, climbing over the neck and face, ultimately injecting into the wind god’s eyes.
Those eyes instantly changed, as if a pair of real person’s eyes had appeared on the scroll painting.
Originally gazing at the high sky, now its eyes shifted downward, its gaze falling on Ning Qi.
In its pupils, Ning Qi’s reflection actually appeared, eerie beyond measure.
Whoosh!
A light sound rang out, like silk tearing, and then two green dragons burst forth fiercely from the eyes in the painting.
They seemed to come from another space: half their bodies emerged from the scroll painting, half still lingered within, about to cross space and descend to this realm.
The protruding green dragon bodies were exquisitely detailed, covered in dense dragon scales, with clouds and mist billowing around them, and their four claws occasionally visible.
“Roar!”
Two dragon roars echoed through heaven and earth. The two green dragons had fully emerged from the scroll painting. Their tails whipped fiercely, like green lightning streaking through the void, instantly slashing toward Ning Qi.
As they moved farther from the scroll painting, their bodies elongated leisurely. Initially only chopstick-length, by the time they neared Ning Qi, they had expanded to several dozen feet long.
In an instant, the void was filled with auspicious clouds, winds howling fiercely, wind, thunder, rain, and lightning gathering together, born from the appearance of these two green dragons.
These were not illusions, nor ordinary anomalies, but complementary attacks formed by the two green dragons drawing on the surrounding power of rules.
Wind, thunder, rain, and lightning appeared at their sides and converged toward them, integrating into their attack.
This Wind God Painting left by the Saint Ancestor was truly formidable. The attack it released was not as singular as Kuang Shan Qing’s previous attacks; it could even draw complementary anomalies to jointly assault.
At this moment, Ning Qi suddenly came back to his senses. The instant he did, he perceived everything happening around him.
In a flash, facing the two green dragons carrying the Four Symbols slashing toward him, Ning Qi did not choose to use an escape technique to evade. Instead, a surge of boundless heroism rose in his heart, vowing to vie with heaven and earth!
He circulated the Yin Yang Sun Divine Art, yin yang qi flowing around his body, forming a Tai Chi Diagram that protected him within.
The front claws of the two green dragons had already struck Ning Qi.
“Roar!”
The dragon roar resounded again, and Ning Qi was actually impacted by the two green dragons, continuously retreating backward.
From afar, it looked like twin dragons playing with a pearl, with Ning Qi treated as a toy, toyed with under the claws of the two green dragons.
Kuang Shan Qing was nearly stunned!
Although he saw Ning Qi being slashed farther and farther by the two dragons, Kuang Shan Qing still stood dazed in the void.
“How could he escape the Saint Ancestor’s mental confinement?”
Kuang Shan Qing murmured to himself, his expression even more astonished than seeing Ning Qi struck by the twin dragons.
In his view, Ning Qi absolutely could not escape from the Wind God Painting, as it was painted by the Saint Ancestor and fully incorporated the power of one of the Saint Ancestor’s strikes.
One must know, the Saint Ancestor was an existence revered by all Vast Radiance Realm cultivators—even if asked to die for him, they would do so willingly!
In Kuang Shan Qing’s heart, the Saint Ancestor shone like a deity, with no one able to oppose him, let alone withstand a single strike!
But now…
Though Ning Qi was hit by the two green dragons, wind, thunder, rain, and lightning also descended upon him.
Yet the Tai Chi Diagram he had just circulated seemed impervious to all techniques. Whether wind dragons or the four rules of wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning, none could breach its defense.
The only damage Ning Qi suffered was that, having just recovered, he was caught off guard by the green dragons’ attack and failed to withstand the initial impact, causing his figure to be blasted ten li away in an instant!
Arriving in the void ten li away, Ning Qi finally stopped.
The two green dragons seemed to possess spiritual intelligence. Seeing Ning Qi react, they too were stunned.
“Heh, so this is the power of the Saint Ancestor’s strike?”
Ning Qi raised his head, staring at the two green dragons and the accompanying wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning.
The two green dragons, having traversed ten li, stood like twin heavenly pillars on either side of Ning Qi.
Wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning enveloped ten zhang around the green dragons’ bodies, the entire area like a domain under the green dragons’ control.
Ning Qi stood within it, minuscule.
But his tiny frame halted all the power, preventing the two green dragons from advancing further.
Kuang Shan Qing’s hands still gripped the Wind God Painting, yet at this moment, he seemed more like the one whose soul had been stolen than Ning Qi.
He kept muttering, “Impossible, no one can overcome the Saint Ancestor’s strike… The Saint Ancestor is the strongest!”
Farther back, the armies of the Xuanzhen, Fuyao, and Langya Domains breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, they had been extremely anxious, fearful to the extreme.
A domain lord appearing in the War Domain was one thing, but Kuang Shan Qing had actually brought such a terrifying painting.
Just those two green dragons—each one’s strength surpassed Kuang Shan Qing’s!
They didn’t know their origins, only that they must be supreme divine objects from the Vast Radiance Realm.
Fortunately, no matter how terrifying this divine object, Domain Lord Ning had blocked it. Ning Qi’s strength always exceeded their imaginable limits.
Ning Qi carefully observed the two green dragons. For the Saint Ancestor’s strike hidden in the painting, the power he had just used to counter it was also extremely terrifying.
Ning Qi had not only circulated his current strongest cultivation method, the Yin Yang Sun Divine Art, but also connected with his main body, channeling over origin world power completely under his own control.
Thus, the two green dragons merely blasted him ten li away without injuring him.
If Ning Qi had only used the power of his reincarnated body, he wouldn’t dare guarantee he would be unharmed—even being cleaved in two by this strike was possible.
Ning Qi’s perception was keen. The power contained in this hidden strike in the painting far surpassed the domain lord world power wielded by Kuang Shan Qing!
Ning Qi had an illusion that in this strike, half was the Saint Ancestor’s will that commanded the entire Vast Radiance Realm, and half was the Vast Radiance Realm Will. The two fused to form this attack.
He began to suspect the exact relationship between the Vast Radiance Realm and the Saint Ancestor.
It felt as if they shared dominion over the Vast Radiance Realm.
Ning Qi didn’t know if this feeling was an illusion. In any case, since he could withstand this strike, there was no need to continue.
With this thought, Ning Qi suddenly vanished from his spot.
The two pillar-like green dragons instantly discerned Ning Qi’s movements. They turned together toward Kuang Shan Qing and shot toward him like lightning.
Ning Qi shuttled through the void and emerged beside Kuang Shan Qing.
“I’ll borrow your scroll painting for a use!”
Ning Qi’s voice entered his ears, and only then did Kuang Shan Qing snap back to his senses. He looked at Ning Qi in utter terror and said, “Don’t come over!”
Ning Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. He had been focused on countering the Saint Ancestor’s strike just now and hadn’t paid attention to Kuang Shan Qing. How had Kuang Shan Qing become like this? As if his faith had collapsed.
He naturally didn’t yet know how great the damage blocking the Saint Ancestor’s strike had done to Kuang Shan Qing. That damage wasn’t physical or to the nascent soul, but completely shattered the belief Kuang Shan Qing had firmly held in his heart all along.
That belief was that the Saint Ancestor was invincible, and no one could withstand a strike from the Saint Ancestor!
Ning Qi had no time for such concerns. Kuang Shan Qing was fleeing toward the green dragons, and Ning Qi followed closely, suddenly reaching out and snatching from Kuang Shan Qing’s hands the scroll painting he cherished and studied day and night.
At this moment, the two green dragons had only traversed half the distance, driving wind, thunder, rain, and lightning.
Now in Ning Qi’s hands, the scroll painting seemed to possess spiritual intelligence, desperately trying to break free from Ning Qi’s grasp.
But Ning Qi merely urged his world power, and the scroll painting was ruthlessly suppressed.
Then, Ning Qi held the scroll painting in one hand, aiming it at the oncoming two green dragons. The scroll painting shook, erupting with incomparable suction.
The two green dragons, at an even faster speed than before, saw their pillar-like dragon bodies shrink rapidly, sucked back into the scroll painting in the blink of an eye.
Wind, thunder, rain, and lightning dissipated in all directions, all anomalies returned to calm, leaving only Ning Qi and Kuang Shan Qing suspended in the void.
Ning Qi shook his right hand again, and the entire Wind God Painting folded back up, turning into a scroll painting that he stored in his space.
Ning Qi’s gaze fell on Kuang Shan Qing.
The scroll painting was seized, and the green dragons within were reclaimed into it by Ning Qi with great mana.
Kuang Shan Qing trembled like chaff, unable to utter a word, just staring at Ning Qi in stunned silence.
Ning Qi said, “Don’t think pretending to be dumb will make me spare you!”
He reached out again, instantly manifesting a five-colored giant hand that suppressed and sealed Kuang Shan Qing.
Ning Qi didn’t care if Kuang Shan Qing was truly scared senseless or just pretending. Capturing a live domain lord from the Vast Radiance Realm was extremely valuable to him.
And that scroll painting from the Vast Radiance Realm’s Saint Ancestor was even more valuable. Ning Qi planned to study it carefully next to understand the situation of the Vast Radiance Realm’s Saint Ancestor.
He reckoned that the two old ancestors of the Mountain Sea Realm, the Mountain Ancestor and Sea Ancestor, were probably similar to the Saint Ancestor.
The three ancestors and the two realms’ wills would be Ning Qi’s next targets, the objects to conquer.
Surpassing them, the True Martial Realm could completely escape the crisis and even annex the two realms!
Seeing Ning Qi suppress Kuang Shan Qing, the three armies of Xuanzhen Domain and others immediately stopped hiding and flew quickly toward Ning Qi.
The armies of Xuanzhen Domain and Langya Domain followed without any action, quite uneasy.
Meanwhile, the Fuyao Domain Army had been saved by Ning Qi alone, and at this moment, everyone in it was filled with gratitude toward Ning Qi.
As they flew, they began exchanging words.
Among the Fuyao Domain Army, a familiar elder suddenly said loudly to Commander Qi Ke Qing:
“Senior Sister Qi, we’ve been saved by Domain Lord Ning multiple times. This subordinate proposes that we give Domain Lord Ning thirty percent of our seized gains.”
This person was none other than Elder Li, who had previously argued with Qi Ke Qing—his name was Li Chi Kui.
Now, he actually took the initiative to mention it, suggesting Qi Ke Qing hand over thirty percent of their gains and proclaiming it loudly before everyone. His change was remarkable!
Qi Ke Qing was stunned and said, “Elder Li, are you serious?”
Li Chi Kui glanced around at the Fuyao Domain crowd before continuing, “Dead serious. Not just me—I think no one here would object, right?”
The congregation looked at him. They were indeed willing, but with this old fellow taking the initiative to propose it, why did it always feel like they were at a loss?
They didn’t think giving Domain Lord Ning their share was a loss; rather, having Li Chi Kui mention it made them feel like they were losing out!
Right, this old fellow always liked to take advantage. Now that he proactively mentioned it, he must be trying to show off in front of Domain Lord Ning.
With Domain Lord Ning’s cultivation reaching the divine, how could he not hear their conversation?
Qi Ke Qing didn’t think of these things; she was just pondering why Elder Li had changed so quickly.
After a brief thought, she understood Elder Li’s idea.
