Full level of enlightenment: I achieved Daozu by ascending to the lower realm

Chapter 381 Crisis
The Holy Ancestor's avatar stared in astonishment at the magical serpent he had summoned.

Watching it devour the sea of ​​thunder, watching it devour the thunder dragon, watching it rapidly expand even further.

The Holy Ancestor still believed that his magic serpent could withstand Ning Qi's attack.

At that very moment, countless tribulation clouds in the sky were sucked into the mouth of the Dharma Serpent.

The enormous ball of lightning in front of Ning Qi was still spinning, but Ning Qi did not let it enter the mouth of the magic snake.

He was equally convinced that his power could burst the Serpent.

The two could no longer see each other, because the center of this paradise space had been completely blocked by their magic, truly blocked.

The serpent was stretched out like a fat plate, lying across the center of the Peach Blossom Spring space.

Connecting the heavens above and the earth below, if anyone lived in this paradise, they would be crushed to pieces at this moment.

With the blessing of Ning Qi's will, Ning Qi could perceive the situation inside the Serpent's body through all the Thunder Dragons.

At that moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Because he sensed a familiar aura from the Dharma Serpent, an aura originating from the Boundary Sea. Besides possessing the power of the Boundary Sea, it also seemed to have a very faint, ethereal aura, leaving Ning Qi completely baffled.

In short, from the serpentine supernatural power of this Holy Ancestor's avatar, he also knew that the Holy Ancestor was definitely spying on the entire Boundary Sea.

This serpent is definitely not the true body; like the Holy Ancestor's clone, it is also a clone!

If it were truly the original body, coupled with the unusual aura Ning Qi sensed, Ning Qi couldn't guarantee that his attack could break through the magic snake.

But now...

Ning Qi was not only manipulating the Thunder Dragon to tear and bite wildly inside the Serpent's body, but also dismantling the Holy Ancestor's magic.

Such an opportunity is rare, and as I said before, he must extract every last bit of value from the Holy Ancestor's clone.

The Holy Ancestor's clone is neither too strong nor too weak for him to handle at present; it is the most suitable opponent for him.

Ning Qi's thoughts raced, his eyes blazing with wisdom, and his comprehension reached its peak.

As the Thunder Dragon wreaked havoc, it also further dismantled the structure, the principles, and the origins of the magic serpent...

After a while, Ning Qi opened and closed his eyes, pointing at the enormous magic snake.

Bang!
The entire Peach Blossom Paradise seemed to have been hit by a nuclear bomb.

A flash of lightning caused the entire Serpent to burst open.

Endless lightning bolts, like shooting stars, scattered in all directions, illuminating the entire Peach Blossom Spring space and also the slightly astonished Saint Ancestor clone.

"I actually lost to this kid in a head-on contest of magical power and supernatural abilities?" the Holy Ancestor's clone murmured.

He had barely finished speaking when he saw a black dragon suddenly charging fiercely towards him from within the lightning.

The black dragon was lifelike, its mouth wide open, revealing sharp white teeth like swords. The Holy Ancestor seemed to smell the strong, pungent stench emanating from the dragon's mouth.

Whoosh!
The next second, the black dragon shot in like lightning.

Suddenly, the Holy Ancestor took a ring from his hand and threw it at the black dragon.

As soon as it flew out, the ring continued to enlarge. It had no patterns on it, and even its color appeared particularly dark.

In an instant, the black dragon was bound by the powerful ring around its neck.

The ring suddenly tightened, almost snapping the black dragon off its neck.

But at that moment, all the scales on the black dragon exploded, seemingly transforming into streaks of sword energy that slashed towards the ring.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The continuous clanging of metal against metal echoed through the void, and the intense force of the collision caused the ring, which had just tightened, to suddenly expand.

The bald black dragon charged straight at the Holy Ancestor once again.

The Holy Ancestor's body once again revealed the Hundred Character Divine Power, protecting him completely.

But the black dragon ignored everything, seemingly determined to die without breaking through the Hundred Words Divine Power.

The two collided, causing the space to tremble, yet neither of them retreated.

They will continue to clash with each other, determined to determine who is superior.

Suddenly, the black dragon opened its mouth again and spewed out a bolt of lightning that looked like a black flame.

The thunder and fire raged across the sky, instantly burning down the space and engulfing the Holy Ancestor and the hundred-word divine power surrounding his body.

Space was distorted, and the Holy Ancestor's clone and his protective divine power seemed to have been completely banished to another space.

However, the hundred characters on the surface of the Holy Ancestor's body suddenly expanded, and divine light flowed, like the only light in the darkness.

It contained the will and power of the Holy Ancestor, and briefly expanded the black flames.

Zizizi!
But the black flames seemed to have changed. They clung to the Hundred Words Divine Power, sizzling and burning incessantly, without showing any sign of weakening.

Moreover, his hundred-word supernatural ability seems to resonate with this.

This scene immediately put the Holy Ancestor's clone on high alert.

He thought he had fallen under Ning Qi's illusion again; otherwise, with his abilities, he shouldn't have been unable to dispel the black flames.

Looking into the distance, the Holy Ancestor's pupils twitched slightly.

"This is……"

The black flames attached to the Hundred Words Divine Power shield were constantly magnifying in his eyes.

He was surprised to find that this black flame was not the same power Ning Qi had used before, nor was it any kind of lightning. Instead, it gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

As the black flames magnified in his eyes, allowing him to observe them from a microscopic perspective, even though the Holy Ancestor had long since cultivated to the point of being as immovable as a mountain and as still as a deep pool, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The black flames did indeed possess the power of the rules of fire, but more importantly, the magnified black flames dancing in the eyes of the Holy Ancestor's clone were clearly composed of word shadows.

"When did this kid... steal my magic?"

The black flames pulsated, but from a microscopic perspective, they were composed of individual characters, just like his Hundred-Character Divine Power.

For example, the character for "flame," the character for "fire," the character for "wind," the character for "stick," and so on...

Each character, besides possessing its own power of rules, also embodies divine essence and the Great Dao...

These elements complement each other. The Holy Ancestor's avatar clearly sensed from them that these characters were not yet refined enough, and the Dao will on them was still somewhat raw when combined. It was clear that Ning Qi had just learned them.

The Holy Ancestor has lived for so long and has seen many geniuses, but in the midst of a fierce battle with him, where every step was calculated and time was so short, someone actually managed to steal his skills right in front of him, and did it quite well!
The Holy Ancestor dared to guarantee that, given Ning Qi a little more time, the Black Flame's power would reach an even higher level.

It's even comparable to his Hundred Words Divine Power!
Is this guy not a reincarnated immortal?

The Holy Ancestor was now somewhat doubtful, because even he could not do what Ning Qi did.

He was certain that neither he, nor the Mountain Ancestor and Sea Ancestor, nor even the will of the two realms could comprehend Ning Qi's level of understanding in such a short time.

Although the two great spirit realms can contain all paths and generate all things, and are naturally worlds, all of this is based on instinct, rather than being learned.

He personally experienced this when he subdued the newly awakened will of the Vast Realm and guided it onto the right path.

and so……

Gazing at the black flames burning on the surface of his Hundred-Character Divine Power, the Holy Ancestor was momentarily at a loss for whether to weep or feel helpless. The Hundred-Character Divine Power he created was the result of his extensive reading and study of various calligraphic works by renowned masters since childhood, comprehending their spirit and will, and incorporating various historical allusions and cultural elements into the characters, ultimately leading to his current achievements.

What about Ke Ningqi?

How old is Ning Qi? Even if he spent all his time studying and cultivating himself, he couldn't possibly comprehend this supernatural power so quickly.

But now, right in front of the Holy Ancestor, Ning Qi put on a good show for him.

Black flames flickered, seemingly mocking the Holy Ancestor's avatar.

The Holy Ancestor wielded the Hundred Words Divine Power, and one of the words suddenly flew out—it was the word "Slay"!
The word "斩" (zhǎn, meaning "to cut") has no sharp edge and no physical form, yet it is sharper than anything else in the world.

The word "slash" seemed to transform into a flash of sword light, with all eighteen kinds of weapons and techniques continuously slashing at the black flames.

Swish swish!
Ning Qi sensed everything and had long since abandoned other methods of attack, manipulating the black flames to clash with the Holy Ancestor.

With a thought, he transformed the characters that made up the black flames into a group of "slash" characters.

One word on one side, one group on the other.

The two fought, leaping around in the air, which looked rather comical.

But the dangers involved are unknown to ordinary people.

Rather than describing it as a struggle, it's more accurate to say it's an understanding of everything.

The Holy Ancestor has lived for countless millennia, and he is fond of reading, calligraphy, and painting. His profound knowledge makes him the undisputed number one in both spiritual realms.

Ning Qi's strength lies in his comprehension!
The opponent used the character "斩" (cut) which seemed to contain all the sharpest weapons in the world and gather all the sharpness to destroy the black flames, so he made the black flames also transform into the character "斩".

Ning Qi might not be able to defeat the Holy Ancestor with a single character, but he was full of confidence in himself when faced with a group of the same characters.

The two have fought to this point, their battle having gone from awe-inspiring to silent, their power diminished, but in reality, the situation has become even more dangerous.

Each word embodies the combined mental and spiritual power of the two individuals, and manipulating this supernatural ability, which lies between illusion and reality, is extremely difficult.

Swish swish!
At this moment, the Holy Ancestor seemed to have put everything aside, focusing solely on his battle against Ning Qi.

This unique kind of battle is something he has always longed for.

Although Ning Qi's mastery of the art of "characters" was far inferior to his, Ning Qi often took unexpected and unconventional approaches, which were always different from the Holy Ancestor's down-to-earth methods of practicing this supernatural power.

This was entirely a contest and clash of wills!
As time goes by, neither the Holy Ancestor nor Ning Qi should feel tired anymore, given their current cultivation levels.

But now, above their heads, white steam rises in wisps, like boiling water, clearly indicating that they have gone to great lengths to achieve this.

At first, the Holy Ancestor was able to continuously sever Ning Qi's clumsy imitations, cutting down dozens or even hundreds of characters at a time. But gradually, he could no longer do it at all.

It was as if Ning Qi's understanding of the word "slash" deepened the more he was not struck by it.

The Holy Ancestor was slightly startled, but remained calm.

In this kind of battle, neither side can retreat. If one side retreats, it will be difficult to make any progress for the rest of its life. As long as it relaxes its guard, it will give the other side an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Moreover, compared to a real battle of magical arts, this kind of combat is extremely strange. It is a contest of their respective great paths, with no intention of retreating and only advancing without backing down.

Swish swish!
Word shadows were continuously severed and fell into the void.

Gradually, the Holy Ancestor found it increasingly difficult to remove Ning Qi's "slash" characters. At first, he could remove ten or even a hundred, but later, as Ning Qi's abilities increased at an alarming rate, the Holy Ancestor could only remove up to ten characters.

But in the end, the Holy Ancestor was shocked to find that all that remained before him was an incredibly condensed character: "Slay!"

The Holy Ancestor's Hundred-Word Divine Power had faded away at some point, and Ning Qi also gave up on other methods of attack.

The two were less engaged in battle and more in a game of chess, a strategic maneuver.

Ning Qi quickly absorbed the power of this divine ability from the Holy Ancestor and grew stronger as he fought.

In the end, the Holy Ancestor's clone didn't even notice that a layer of white sweat had appeared on his forehead.

Zheng!
With a crisp clang, the two characters for "slash" shattered simultaneously in mid-air.

Ning Qi and the Holy Ancestor's clone both took a step back and shook their heads in unison, as if recovering from a moment of intense disorientation.

The Holy Ancestor's avatar gazed at Ning Qi in the void opposite him.

"No wonder you've grown so quickly, I finally understand."

Ning Qi's eyes shone brightly, as if his mind had become clearer after this dangerous battle.

"Old man, stop there, keep going!"

The Holy Ancestor's clone swallowed hard.

After carefully assessing his condition, he realized, damn it, his clone had just finished fighting Ning Qi, and had already expended 70% of its mental energy.

His clones' energy is not limitless; since they can enter the war realm, he naturally limits their power.

Originally, the plan was to use the clones to replenish the forces of the Haoran Realm, but unexpectedly, Ning Qi alone has used up most of them.

"Alright, if I keep fighting with you, I'll have to summon my second clone."

He suddenly said.

"You don't want to fight me anymore?"

The Holy Ancestor stared at Ning Qi. To be honest, he was really willing to fight Ning Qi. After all, he rarely encountered such a terrifying young man in his life.

He transformed into numerous avatars within the Vast Realm, traveling throughout the entire Vast Realm, and even the will of the Vast Realm was taken as his disciple.

From this perspective, the Holy Ancestor seemed to have a penchant for being a teacher!

Therefore, when he met a guy like Ning Qi, he was even more excited than Ning Qi. He couldn't wait to discuss things with Ning Qi. This feeling made him feel great and added a touch of freshness and excitement to his monotonous life that had lasted for thousands of years.

However, he is the Holy Ancestor, and he is currently in the War Realm. There are still things he has not yet done!

Suddenly, the Holy Ancestor's avatar pointed into the void.

Ning Qi was taken aback. He saw that the Holy Ancestor was not releasing supernatural powers, but rather displaying a divination diagram in the void in front of him.

"Boy, do you know why I sent an avatar?"

Ning Qi said, "Naturally, it's because I wiped out nearly a thousand Dao Integration cultivators from your Haoran Realm. You're here to replenish the cultivators and maintain a balance between the cultivators of the two realms."

The avatar of the Holy Ancestor smiled slightly and said, "You only guessed part of it correctly."

He pointed to the divination chart in front of him and said, "I consulted the oracle before I came here, and this chart reminds me that you may be my ally, not my enemy..."

Ning Qi's expression remained calm.

"Old man, you're already so old, and you're even a Holy Ancestor? You still believe in this?"

Whether you believe it or not is none of my business, but I do believe it!

The expression on the face of the Holy Ancestor's avatar suddenly changed, and he said to Ning Qi, "If I'm not mistaken, you seem to be deliberately guiding the two realms to maintain a balance, right?"

Ning Qi: "..."

At this moment, Ning Qi felt a sense of crisis for the first time, as if the truth had been exposed to him.

Could this old man really predict everything about him?
(End of this chapter)