Divine Script Pagoda

Explosions echoed through the void.

Two extremely powerful figures clashed repeatedly, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

The Holy Ancestor emanated a faint golden light, and with every move he made, ripples spread through the space, slowing down the flow of time.

The Mountain Ancestor moved with incredible speed, and his unparalleled offensive power was able to suppress the time and space disturbances caused by the Holy Ancestor.

Bang!

Suddenly, a mushroom cloud-like impact fluid formed in space, and the Mountain Ancestor struck the Holy Ancestor's body like lightning.

Two figures crashed straight backward, colliding with the massive phantom of the divine mountain.

The illusory image of Mount Buzhou withstood the power of the two ancestors, emitting a deafening feedback sound, but it was not shaken. Instead, a storm of rules emanated from it, engulfing the two of them.

For a moment, the crowd could barely see the two patriarchs.

Only when the wills of the two realms continued to repair the spatial upheaval did the figures of the two ancestors appear.

Once the rules had calmed down, everyone immediately saw that the Mountain Ancestor's powerful and thick fist was smashing into the Mountain Ancestor's abdomen.

The mountain ancestor's back collided with the illusory image of the divine mountain, from which a faint aura of immortality emanated.

Those immortal auras had a subtle connection with the Mountain Ancestor; half of them entered the Mountain Ancestor's body on their own, while the other half suppressed the Mountain Ancestor.

The Mountain Ancestor's power surged once more, and he raised his foot to kick the Holy Ancestor.

At that very moment, the Holy Ancestor also sensed something was wrong.

His eyes suddenly widened, and two golden beams shot out from within, slashing towards the mountain ancestor in front of him.

However, the mountain ancestor seemed to have anticipated this, and had already stretched out a hand to block his face.

Sizzle!

However, he clearly underestimated the attack that the Holy Ancestor unleashed with the power of his mind. Two golden beams struck the Mountain Ancestor's arm, burning two large holes that hissed and emitted blue smoke, almost completely piercing through his arm.

Upon seeing this, the Mountain Ancestor appeared extremely indifferent and didn't seem to care much.

He immediately channeled his immortal energy into the wound on his arm.

In an instant, the large burn hole on his arm was completely healed!

Shan Zu's attack did not stop; his right knee had already thrust out fiercely.

Like a mallet striking a bell, it slammed into the mountain ancestor's abdomen, replacing the previous fist.

Suddenly, a sound like the beating of drums erupted from the void.

Everyone saw that the Holy Ancestor's body visibly hunched over.

A look of pain crossed his face, but then his whole body radiated a strong golden light, as if he wanted to break free from his restraints.

However, both the Mountain Ancestor and the phantom of the divine mountain behind him unleashed even greater power, suppressing him in place and rendering him unable to move for a short period of time.

The Holy Ancestor's face was extremely grim.

He was bumped into the phantom of the divine mountain partly because he underestimated it, partly because the mountain ancestor deliberately guided him, and more importantly, because he wanted to test the power of this phantom of the divine mountain.

For the Holy Ancestor, this sacred mountain, which only existed in legends, could not be discerned in terms of its power or its authenticity with just a glance.

He wouldn't be able to truly understand something until he experienced it firsthand.

It was only through this trial that the Holy Ancestor truly understood just how powerful the phantom of the divine mountain was!

At this moment, the Holy Ancestor had no more doubts.

Based on the information he obtained from the ancient sacred map, and through personal contact, he truly confirmed that the phantom of the sacred mountain was indeed a projection of the legendary Mount Buzhou!

The Holy Ancestor felt a slight bitterness in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Mountain Ancestor of the Mountain and Sea Realm obtained such a great fortuitous opportunity for immortality, and even received the Inheritance of Mount Buzhou, which is said to lead to the Heavenly Realm.

These ancestral figures of the spirit world, though all ancestors of their respective realms, still possess differences.

Their status was the same; the difference lay in the Inheritance they received.

Inheritance signifies the foundation of a cultivator's practice and the basis for their Great Dao. Even for geniuses like them, a solid foundation in the Great Dao is extremely important.

This is like the information a person can access, the visible world.

Even if they have the same identity, if they have different access to information and different views of the world, then the paths they take will definitely be different.

Clearly, the Inheritance received by the Mountain Ancestor was stronger than that Inheritance by the Holy Ancestor.

The ancient Daoist sacred map in the hands of the Holy Ancestor, compared to legendary existences like Mount Buzhou that could be realistically projected here, was clearly much more rudimentary.

"Cough!"

The Holy Ancestor suddenly coughed, and a trace of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which looked exceptionally conspicuous.

His attempt to approach the illusory image of the sacred mountain this time, while confirming its power and reality, also put him at a disadvantage, seemingly only able to serve as a punching bag for the Mountain Ancestor to attack for the time being.

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Both Hai Zu and Ning Qi, along with other spectators, witnessed this scene.

Hai Zu's brows furrowed even deeper.

A hint of doubt arose in Ning Qi's heart.

"Really? That old man, the Holy Ancestor, has been suppressed by the Mountain Ancestor?"

It's not surprising that Ning Qi thought this way; since coming into contact with the Holy Ancestor, Ning Qi had witnessed the Holy Ancestor's various methods.

Therefore, no matter what, he refused to believe that the Holy Ancestor only had these two skills and was thus defeated by the Mountain Ancestor.

Even the illusory image of the divine mountain brought considerable pressure to Ning Qi.

As for the cultivators under the command of the Mountain Ancestor, such as Gong Heavenly Dao, they were all excited and cheered continuously.

"Mountain Ancestor will surely prevail!"

"Mountain Ancestor, you are mighty!"

"Mountain Ancestor is invincible!"

They were like relentless shouting machines; it was hard to tell whether their shouts came from the heart or were simply a desperate act to survive.

Ning Qi was slightly puzzled.

If the Holy Ancestor doesn't stand up for himself, what will become of him?

"Heh heh, is this all the strength you have?"

The Mountain Ancestor sneered.

"If that's all there is to it, then your Vast Realm is mine for the taking!"

"Cough!"

The Holy Ancestor coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Sorry, you're not qualified to seize the Vast Realm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body, which had been suppressed by the Mountain Ancestor and the phantom of the Divine Mountain, vanished before everyone's eyes.

Cultivators who reach the Dao Integration Realm are already in harmony with the Dao and can freely manipulate their bodies.

However, since the Holy Ancestor could dissipate under the suppression of the Mountain Ancestor and the phantom of the Divine Mountain, he was indeed not so easily suppressed.

Rays of golden light, like sunlight, pierced through the dark clouds and shone upon the earth.

The Mountain Ancestor gazed at the golden light and saw it recombine on the distant earth, forming the figure of the Holy Ancestor.

The Holy Ancestor seemed to have become even younger.

The Mountain Ancestor immediately teleported to the Holy Ancestor's side, intending to repeat the previous action.

However, this time the Holy Ancestor had no intention of confronting him head-on again.

The Mountain Ancestor's punch struck the Holy Ancestor, producing a metallic clang.

A golden divine rune appeared where he struck.

It was a divine character for "defense," which was struck by the Mountain Ancestor. Every stroke and line was dancing, yet it never dissipated.

It seems to embody the essence of all battles in the world, with a single word encapsulating the Dao, and is designed specifically for defense.

The mountain ancestor was clearly taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, he saw golden divine runes continuously appearing on the body of the Holy Ancestor.

"Roy", "stick", "suck", "wrap", "pull", "..."

Endless divine runes flew out continuously.

Shanzu couldn't even pull his punch away.

Upon seeing this, Ning Qi and Hai Zu both understood that the Holy Ancestor was using the Divine Ability he had used in their previous battles—the Hundred-Character Divine Ability!

However, as one divine rune after another flew out, Ning Qi and Hai Zu noticed the difference.

When the Holy Ancestor fought against them, he used the Hundred-Character Divine Ability, which could both defend and attack.

But now, the figure of the Holy Ancestor is disappearing, as if he himself has transformed into divine runes.

This new change immediately made their eyes widen.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a hundred divine characters appear all at once, but it didn't end there.

Where the Holy Ancestor resided, divine inscriptions continued to emerge—ones, tens, hundreds, thousands!

At this moment, thousands of divine runes appeared in the void, but the figure of the Holy Ancestor could not be found.

Or rather, that thousand-character divine script is the Holy Ancestor.

For a moment, divine runes danced wildly in the void above.

Each divine inscription emitted light, shining like a sun, dazzling beyond compare.

"A thousand coins to suppress the prison!"

Divine sounds emerged from the void.

The thousand divine characters danced together, enveloping the mountain ancestor before them.

At the same time, each divine inscription was uttering sounds, their sounds and forms linked together, resembling the chanting of Zen masters.

The mountain ancestor was completely submerged in a sea of divine texts, and the chanting and sounds of Zen were constantly impacting and transforming him!

Not to mention the mountain ancestor within, even the onlookers constantly heard the divine inscriptions.

The divine sound was continuous, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but it never stopped.

Many impatient cultivators hurriedly used their spiritual power and rules to seal themselves off, but to their surprise, the divine voice still resounded in their hearts and consciousness.

They still refused to believe it and once again manipulated the rules of spiritual energy, attempting to completely shut down all their senses.

But the next second, these people opened their eyes again and were horrified to find that they could not stop the invasion of this divine sound at all.

It was as if this divine sound was the sound of heaven and earth, their own voice, the sound of their very life...

Only death can release one from this divine sound.

Everyone's hearts pounded wildly, and for a moment they felt as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.

As the divine sound continued to chant and resonate in their hearts and minds, they felt as if they were giving up everything and completely surrendering to the Holy Ancestor.

In particular, the cultivators under Gong Heavenly Dao were the most affected by the divine sound.

Ning Qi had already witnessed the Divine Ability related to the Holy Ancestor; the divine sound before him was merely a variant and enhanced version of it.

He used his own voice to counter the divine sound and covered up the Sword Ancestor and the others, thus protecting them from the divine sound's invasion.

As for Zhao Yujun and the other cultivators under the Sea Ancestor's command, the Sea Ancestor immediately enveloped them with a phantom ocean current.

The ocean currents continuously emitted a clear, tide-like sound, dispersing the divine sound.

Haizu herself seemed unaffected; her earlier struggle had vanished.

Everyone continued to look.

The figure of the Mountain Ancestor had long since disappeared, completely submerged by the Thousand Character Divine Script.

As everyone saw, the divine runes twisted and turned in the void, eventually coalescing into an illusory pagoda.

The pagoda shone brightly, and the divine sounds emanating from it seemed to resonate and vibrate in the surrounding space.

Everyone was horrified. They were so far away, yet they had almost been converted by the divine sound. What kind of impact would the Mountain Ancestor have faced?

In short, the Mountain Ancestor's figure had not appeared, which greatly alarmed everyone.

Is this considered the Holy Ancestor turning the tide?

Ning Qi held his breath and focused his attention, sensing the changes within the divine text.

From a hundred-character divine script to a thousand-character divine script, the changes in the Holy Ancestor's Divine Ability were so numerous that even he needed to come down and carefully comprehend them.

The power of this Divine Ability is far greater than ten times the Divine Ability of the Holy Ancestor's previous Hundred-Word Divine Ability.

There was a special power on it, which Ning Qi sensed was similar to the power that the Mountain Ancestor had possessed before.

Or rather, it resembles the aura within the illusory image of the divine mountain behind it, seemingly also possessing the aura of immortals.

However, Ning Qi was unsure of the source of this immortal aura.

Did these divine inscriptions originate from them, or did the Holy Ancestor create them using other treasures, such as the Ancient Dao Sacred Diagram?

Ning Qi stared at the divine script. He sensed countless changes within it. In addition to the power of suppression and the power of salvation, it possessed all kinds of offensive power, as well as the power of time and space, and it was constantly changing.

Ning Qi was also unable to deduce what the Mountain Ancestor had encountered during that time.

He vaguely sensed a power of reincarnation within it!

It seems that this thousand-character divine script, just as the Holy Ancestor said, possesses the power to suppress prisons.

This involves the rules of space and time, and even if it involves the power of reincarnation, Ning Qi does not believe it is impossible.

In short, experience matters.

As expected, the Holy Ancestor was not so easily suppressed by the Mountain Ancestor. Now, he has actually suppressed the Mountain Ancestor, which surprised Ning Qi.

The Divine Script Pagoda continues to chant and resonate, constantly rotating, releasing various precious images and emitting various lights, appearing incomparably sacred.

In the distance, the projection of Mount Buzhou did not disappear even after the Holy Ancestor suppressed the Mountain Ancestor; it continued to slowly spread.

It seems to be an eternal existence in the world; once summoned, it is not so easy to disappear.

Ning Qi couldn't fathom its power or what would happen next.

Both the power that the Holy Ancestor is currently unleashing and the power of the Mountain Ancestor are beyond his current comprehension.

Ning Qi was extremely excited about this!

This means he still has a future to explore and can learn a lot from his ancestors.

He secretly calculated whether adding his own power would allow him to unravel the mystery.

But in an instant, Ning Qi secretly shook his head.

Although his true form follows a different path, employing a self-created cultivation system for realm lords, he is currently only invincible at the Dao Integration Realm.

The power currently being used by the Mountain Ancestor and the Holy Ancestor has surpassed the Dao Integration Realm, possessing an added trace of immortal aura!

Ning Qi had never encountered this kind of aura before; he didn't understand it enough, so how could he talk about surpassing it?

Just as Ning Qi was thinking this, a sudden change occurred inside the Divine Script Pagoda in front of him.

A loud voice, like a morning bell or evening drum, broke through the divine sound and stood out.

"Slay the Immortals!"

Those two simple words abruptly brought the divine voice to a halt.

Puff puff puff!

One by one, the divine runes shattered, and the pagoda began to crumble, from which a burly figure burst forth.

His figure landed in the distance, revealing the current state of the Mountain Ancestor.

His hair was disheveled, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes had turned blood red, their light flickering.

When he stopped, the divine pagoda had completely collapsed!