Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 889: Chapter 378: Hundred-Character Heavenly Tablet (2)

”Is this the space created by your painting?”

Saint Ancestor showed immense patience towards Ning Qi and responded calmly, ”Indeed, this scroll is called Peach Blossom Spring Diagram, constructed based on my childhood home.”

Saint Ancestor glanced at Ning Qi and said in a deep voice, ”Let us battle here, but I will give you only twenty breaths of time.”

”Then let’s do it, just in time to repay the grudge from the three times you troubled me!”

Ning Qi counted the previous three clashes with Saint Ancestor’s possessions as indirect trouble from him.

After speaking, Ning Qi swiftly raised his hand and pointed directly at Saint Ancestor.

This was a new divine technique he had created, named Taoist Sword Condensation.

Suddenly, countless sword qi bullets, like flickering silver bees, slashed towards Saint Ancestor from all directions.

These sword qi bullets were stronger than the powers he used to kill the Harmonization of the virtual shadow earlier.

Each sword qi was infused with Ning Qi’s different powers.

They formed into a sword qi array, resembling a swarm of bees or a large net, completely blocking Saint Ancestor’s escape route.

Among them, there were space-type sword pills that sealed the space, also possessing the power to slash through space.

There were earth rule and gravity rule-type sword pills, transforming into a massive meteor, crashing towards Sword Ancestor.

There were also sword pills wielding various binding and sealing secret techniques.

One side was a fire sword, another an ice sword, and a thunder sword; in short, various powers of rules, all slashing towards Saint Ancestor.

Upon seeing this, Saint Ancestor’s pupils slightly contracted.

He admitted that he had already considered Ning Qi’s strength quite highly before, but at this moment, seeing these thousands of sword pills, he realized he had still underestimated Ning Qi.

In an instant, Saint Ancestor discerned that Ning Qi had mastered at least a hundred types of powers of rules, which was a new situation he hadn’t noticed before.

However, facing the all-encompassing attack from various powers, inside Saint Ancestor’s body, a hundred colorful characters also flew out.

Those character shadows varied in size and color, but they were obviously similar to Ning Qi’s sword pills.

Each character shadow represented a type of power of Saint Ancestor, and among them was infused with Saint Ancestor’s willful augmentation.

The hundred characters released light, emerging from Saint Ancestor’s body.

Each letter twisted, transforming into something resembling a shield, protecting Saint Ancestor inside.

Bam bam bam!

The next second, the sword pills collided with the hundred-character divine techniques.

Emitting dense sounds like rain, as if weapons clashing, even resembling the sound of rushing rivers and ocean waves, the sound of earth shaking and thunder rumbling—various sounds echoed throughout the void.

For those unaware, it seemed that all sounds of the world had gathered here.

Ning Qi also wielded his sword with intent, with all swords impacting against Sword Ancestor’s hundred-character divine techniques.

The moment of contact, the battle situation escalated to its peak.

Beyond the mastery of the rules of power by both sides, there was the self-expression of various powers, the strategy in arranging forces, the understanding of the enemy—everything condensed into this battle.

When they made their move, they almost used their full strength, at least openly.

Poof poof poof!

After a round of attack, the sword pills didn’t dissipate but hovered, all withdrawing again, waiting for the next attack.

Ning Qi looked towards Saint Ancestor’s avatar.

He saw that Saint Ancestor’s surface shield of hundred characters had many pits and cracks, numerous places torn apart, producing one by one terrible fissures.

But in an instant, Saint Ancestor repaired it.

In essence, this round of attack did not cause substantial damage to either side.

Ning Qi glanced again at his own sword pills.

Those sword pills lined the void, also pitted and appearing worn out.

Both had just clashed, not only in a forceful impact but also an impact of wills.

”Very well, to push me to such a point, I can say you’re the only one in tens of thousands of years!”

The hundred characters on Saint Ancestor’s surface suddenly expanded, rotating around him.