Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 1023 - 442: Full Moon Immortal Body (Part 2)

Ning Qi nodded.

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In the Chaotic Flow Area of the Sea of Realms, Ning Qi’s true body reopened his eyes.

He looked around, determined his position based on his perception with the True Martial Spirit Realm, and then shot off in a certain direction.

”According to what Feng Baihua and the Saint Ancestor mentioned, the twisted monster army should be in that direction and is already on its way.”

Ning Qi traversed numerous swirling vortices along the way and stopped again after about a quarter of an hour.

His figure stood in the chaotic flow of the Sea of Realms like an unshakable reef, and Ning Qi looked ahead, feeling a tingling on his scalp.

In front of him, the chaotic flow vortices of the Sea of Realms interlocked with one another, and blood-red light beams appeared within the turbulence, constantly rotating.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that behind those blood-red lights, there were fragmented bodies attached.

The twisted monster army, indeed as the Saint Ancestor said, was coming, making its way across the sea towards Ning Qi’s location.

They moved forward one after another, unable to discern how many there were in the darkness of the Sea of Realms.

With Ning Qi’s current perception, all he could see was a sea of blood-red light, with no end in sight.

He couldn’t help but recall something the black donkey had mentioned: if you saw red vortices in the Chaotic Flow Area, don’t say anything, just run!

Ning Qi previously didn’t understand what the red vortices were, but witnessing this scene now, he immediately understood.

It turned out to be the twisted monster army crossing the sea, their murderous bloody eyes emitting light, turning the chaotic flow of the Sea of Realms into red vortices.

What made Ning Qi feel even more uneasy was their method of crossing the sea.

They were all fragmented bodies, composed of various creatures’ remains.

From the spirits of all things in human form to various creatures of the sea, land, and sky, not a single complete body could be seen.

These fragments, once inside the swirling vortex, rotated forward along the pull of the turbulent flow.

In the first second Ning Qi saw them, he couldn’t figure out how they were moving in a specific direction.

After all, there was a powerful, chaotic pull in the vortex with no rhyme or reason.

Only by being like Ning Qi, who could escape the pull on his own, could one go directly where they intended.

But after observing for a while, Ning Qi seemed to grasp something.

Related to their previous battle, these fragmented bodies could disperse and reassemble at will.

There seemed to be a bizarre connection among them, and they were not individual entities.

This connection allowed them to counteract the pull of the chaotic flow, forming a strange linkage with one another, moving forward in a specific direction.

Of course, there might still be aspects Ning Qi couldn’t understand.

Perhaps they had their own mysterious connection with the Sea of Realms itself, diminishing part of the pull.

In short, the twisted monster army continued to circle slowly yet quickly in the chaotic flow of the Sea of Realms, advancing towards Ning Qi’s direction across the sea.

Ning Qi swore that if it weren’t for searching for a way to defeat the Mountain Ancestor, he would never want to see this scene again.

Ning Qi even doubted whether the fragmented bodies of these twisted monsters were ripped apart by the chaotic flow of the Sea of Realms.

But now, he didn’t have the energy to pursue the root causes. The most important thing was to lead the enemy to attack the Mountain Ancestor who was about to become an Immortal.

Suddenly, Ning Qi concentrated and manifested a rope of energy directed towards the twisted monster army crossing the sea.

The rope released pure energy and life essence.

This energy and essence belonged to the Mountain Ancestor alone. Earlier, when Ning Qi and the Saint Ancestor were trapped by the Mountain Ancestor, Ning Qi had analyzed and absorbed quite a bit of the Mountain Ancestor’s power, and now he was offering some of it to these adorable twisted monsters.

Ning Qi pulled strongly, and the rope zipped through the air towards the chaotic flow of the Sea of Realms.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The chaotic flow of the sea instantly bubbled like boiling water.

All the blood-red light beams from the twisted monster eyes suddenly focused on the rope.

Those close pounced towards the front end of the rope, biting fiercely, tearing it apart.

”Awoo, roar, hiss, kill...”

Various terrifying howls rose one after another, merging into a cacophony due to the swirling of the Sea of Realms.

Ning Qi felt an extremely strong biting force, almost pulling the rope out of his hands, and he even struggled to maintain his footing.

”Very good!”

Ning Qi smiled slightly, quickly severed the gnawed part of the rope, and used the remaining energy rope as bait to lure the twisted monsters forward.

”Follow me, I wonder if the Mountain Ancestor becoming an Immortal will see your arrival as a delightful surprise?”

”Roar!!!”

Ning Qi led the way, with the twisted monsters following behind, heading back towards the Mountain Ancestor’s location.

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The Sea of Realms, originally home to the Mountain and Sea Realm and Vast Realm, now contained no such worlds.

All that remained was a Silver light orb, standing motionless like a silver egg in the Sea of Realms.

Around the silver orb, silver celestial patterns drifted like dandelions or feathers.

They contained the mysteries of becoming an Immortal, occasionally merging into the silver egg and disappearing.

With each merge, the aura within the silver egg grew stronger.

As time slowly passed, it’s unknown how long.

There were only three remaining silver celestial patterns yet to merge into the egg, when suddenly, this sector of the Sea of Realms experienced a terrifying impact.

The silver orb moved and transformed multiple times, with lingering shadows blurring its true form.

A bright silver full moon emerged in the Sea of Realms, releasing pure, flawless light rings that spread outwards.

This part of the Sea of Realms retreated upon seeing the light, like a receding tide, making hissing sounds.

A burly silhouette gradually emerged within the silver full moon.

A man suddenly opened his eyes, with clouds of nebula swirling within.

The nebula gently rotated, a full moon swept across, replacing it.

The man’s eyes opened and closed several times, the nebula and full moon phenomena gradually subsiding, as if waking from a ten-thousand-year slumber.

The Mountain Ancestor raised his right hand and gazed down at it.

His right hand was as white as snow, covered in luminous feathers.

Each feather contained the Great Dao, infusing his being.

”Is this what it truly means to achieve the Dao and become an Immortal?”

The Mountain Ancestor softly murmured.

Suddenly, he raised his head, looking around, observing the three remaining celestial patterns revolving around him.

These celestial patterns transformed into three spinning orbs.

”Three stars aligned!”

These three stars represented the sun, moon, and stars, and also past, present, future, as well as the body’s three Immortal Door apertures—the final step to becoming an Immortal in his lineage at Buzhou Mountain.

Instantly, the three silver stars entered the Mountain Ancestor’s forehead, heart, and Dantian.

In the next moment, the full moon’s light gradually converged into his body.

And the three silver stars within him suddenly emitted boundless light, transforming the Mountain Ancestor into a being of pure light.

Vaguely, the three stars seemed to move, eventually uniting as one.

”My body, my heart, my will as one, sun, moon, and stars converge, past, present, and future fade, transcending life and death in the Sea of Realms—this is Immortality!”

The Mountain Ancestor chanted under his breath.

He stepped out of the light, from head to toe, inside and out, transformed entirely, reborn anew.

His formerly black hair now silver, each strand emitting a neon glow, a sparkling mountain-shaped Immortal mark on his broad forehead.

”A pity, failing to achieve the Golden Immortal Body, only attaining the lesser Full Moon Immortal Body!”

The Mountain Ancestor sighed softly, then gazed at the Sea of Realms.

His eyes like a full moon, radiating a silvery brilliance.

The Mountain Ancestor’s brows furrowed as he lightly covered his nose with a look of disgust.

It seemed that not only the sight but even the air of the Sea of Realms polluted him.

”Truly, without reaching Immortality, one cannot realize the filth of the Sea of Realms; becoming Immortal necessitates departure from it.”

The Mountain Ancestor held his breath, no longer inhaling, enveloping himself in a layer of Immortal Radiance, isolating the Sea of Realms.

”Now, let me bring this to an end!”