Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 781: Chapter 328: A Strike from the Saint Ancestor

The Wind God Painting emitted a faint cyan light.

When it was first opened, it seemed to be just an ordinary painting, but now it revealed its mystical nature, entrapping Ning Qi’s mind and spirit.

Ning Qi seemed to be trampled under the foot of the Wind God depicted on it, becoming a stepping stone for its ascension to immortality.

Ultimately, the Wind God is an illusion, merely representing the artist’s own intentions.

"Is this the means of the strongest Saint Ancestor in the Vast Realm?" Ning Qi murmured.

Suddenly, Ning Qi’s consciousness shone brightly.

The mountains and rivers reversed, heaven and earth overturned, the Wind God that had him underfoot was instantly dragged down, and Ning Qi stepped on it instead.

Ning Qi said indifferently, "So that’s all it is!"

The painting reveals the person; the Wind God depicted in the painting represented the Saint Ancestor’s thoughts.

If others were to encounter this painting, they would surely be overwhelmed by the Saint Ancestor’s momentum and grandeur.

Because, whether in the Mountain and Sea Realm or the Vast Realm, there are only cultivators, no immortals!

Some wish to ascend to the nine heavens, tread on piles of bones, and achieve the status of an Immortal True Immortal. Such a grand state of mind naturally overwhelms the cultivators.

But Ning Qi is different. He has never set limits for himself, nor established insurmountable goals before him.

For ordinary cultivators, not to mention becoming immortals, even daring to surpass the Mountain Ancestor and Sea Ancestor, or even the Saint Ancestor, is beyond them.

Yet Ning Qi clearly does not fall into this category.

Although he was born in a small world, his heart is boundless and free!

The heart determines the vastness of one’s world.

The Saint Ancestor’s dream is to become an Immortal True Immortal, but Ning Qi’s dream far surpasses this.

Though Ning Qi is currently trapped in the crisis of the True Martial Realm’s existence, his immediate goal is to lead the entire True Martial Realm to devour the Mountain and Sea Realm and even the Vast Realm.

And once these are resolved, Ning Qi will have a mid-term goal to continue leading the True Martial Realm forward.

The True Martial Realm is himself, he is the True Martial Realm, so Ning Qi’s dream is not merely to become an Immortal True Immortal, at the very least it is to make the True Martial Realm an Immortal Realm!

Comparing the two, one can see the grand gap.

So to use this painting to suppress Ning Qi and make his heart submit, how could that be possible?

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Khong Shang Qing’s hands moved in transformation, having somehow switched to holding the painting with both hands.

Although this Wind God Painting was bestowed upon him by the Saint Ancestor, containing some of the Saint Ancestor’s power, Khong Shang Qing still needed to infuse his own strength into it to unleash its lethal attack.

He aimed the painting at Ning Qi, seeing that Ning Qi’s mind was completely captivated by the painting, rendering him as if soulless.

Khong Shang Qing’s eyes flickered as the power of rules within him continued to pour into the painting.

This Wind God Painting has a two-fold attack: the first is that the viewer’s mind is instantly absorbed by the painting, and if not careful, even their Primordial Spirit can be dragged in, trapping their god.

The second is that while the opponent’s mind is absorbed, the Wind God Painting releases an attack to seize the opportunity to slay the enemy, annihilating their body.

Having a rough understanding of Ning Qi’s life, the proud Khong Shang Qing had to admit that Ning Qi was perhaps the most terrifying genius he had ever encountered.

Additionally, with Ning Qi’s ability to create the Compass for detecting grid points, Khong Shang Qing deemed Ning Qi extremely valuable to the Vast Realm.

And Khong Shang Qing himself could not surpass Ning Qi, but fortunately, the Saint Ancestor had bestowed this painting upon him.

The painting’s function perfectly suited Khong Shang Qing’s needs, allowing him to defeat Ning Qi without completely killing him.

To activate the lethal attack of the Wind God Painting, two-thirds of Khong Shang Qing’s power surged into it.

Finally, he felt the Wind God Painting tremble as if it had enough energy to launch the attack!

Khong Shang Qing stared at Ning Qi, tightly holding the Wind God Painting, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his Integration Realm face.

This showed how much effort it took for him to activate the Wind God Painting!

"Wind God’s Slash!"

Khong Shang Qing shouted in a low voice.

Instantly, on the entire surface of the Wind God Painting, the figure of the Wind God seemed to move.

Only to see cyan energy surrounding the Wind God’s body, spiraling upward around his form, winding like a dragon.

Suddenly, the dragon-shaped cyan energy followed the brush strokes in the painting, crawling over the neck and face, finally pouring into the Wind God’s eyes.

The eyes transformed instantly, as if a pair of true man’s eyes appeared on the scroll.

Originally gazing into the sky, at this moment the eyes lowered and focused on Ning Qi.

In those eyes, Ning Qi’s shadow was eerily reflected.

Whoosh!

A faint sound was heard, like tearing paper, followed by two cyan dragons forcefully emerging from the painting’s eyes.

They seemed to come from another space, with half their bodies protruding from the scroll, and the other half still within, poised to cross space and descend into this domain.

The cyan dragon bodies that emerged were exquisitely detailed, covered with dense dragon scales, and surrounded by clouds and mist, occasionally revealing their four claws.

"Roar!"

Two dragon roars resounded through the heavens and earth, and the two cyan dragons completely emerged from the scroll, their tails sweeping fiercely, slashing towards Ning Qi like cyan lightning.

As they moved further from the scroll, their bodies leisurely grew; initially no longer than chopsticks, but when they neared Ning Qi, they swelled to several zhang in length.

In an instant, the void was filled with auspicious clouds, roaring winds, thunder, rain, and lightning gathering—all birthed due to the appearance of these two cyan dragons.

These phenomena were not mere illusions, nor ordinary Heavenly Phenomena, but rather the two cyan dragons had stirred the surrounding Power of Rules to form these supporting attacks.

The wind, thunder, rain, and lightning appeared beside them and converged on them, merging into their attack.

The Wind God Painting left by the Saint Ancestor was truly formidable, releasing an attack not as singular as Khong Shang Qing’s previous attacks, but also capable of inducing simultaneous phenomena for a combined assault.