Chapter 887 - 377: First Battle (Part 2)

As for Jiang Yingchu, the Sect Leader of the Vast Immortal Sect, he wasn’t a match for Ning Qi, and Ning Qi didn’t want to waste time on him.

"You two, I’ll leave the Sect Leader of the Vast Immortal Sect to you, while I deal with the Saint Ancestor’s avatar!"

Ning Qi said directly to Zhao Yujun and Gong Tiandao.

Upon hearing this, both Zhao Yujun, Gong Tiandao, and Jiang Yingchu were taken aback.

Good grief, is there really someone who actively seeks out the strongest enemy as an opponent?

Gong Tiandao said bluntly, "Taoist Friend Ning, now is not the time for idle boasts. If you can’t hold him, it will ruin everything. Do you know how long the Mountain Ancestor has been preparing for this big game?"

But inwardly, he rejoiced.

Undoubtedly, he least wished to face the Saint Ancestor’s avatar; Ning Qi’s willingness to take action suited him perfectly.

This man got the benefit but still put up airs, first casting blame before doing anything.

It was a display of status and a move to rob Ning Qi of the credit.

With such words, even if Ning Qi accomplished something, it was merely his duty, and any missteps would mean Ning Qi spoiled the Mountain Ancestor’s plan.

Ning Qi didn’t have time for this fool.

Now his focus was entirely on the Saint Ancestor; the hot blood within him boiled at the prospect of combat with the avatar.

Ning Qi used an instant movement technique, appearing directly behind the Saint Ancestor’s avatar, and launched a powerful punch!

With this punch, the colors of heaven and earth changed, and the rules of power that the will of both realms had just aligned became chaotic again instantly.

Jiang Yingchu, Zhao Yujun, and Gong Tiandao’s pupils contracted as Ning Qi made his move.

This punch, even they might not react in time.

They watched on.

But the Saint Ancestor’s avatar blocked Ning Qi’s punch!

His reaction was swift, turning seemingly instantaneously as Ning Qi struck, reaching out to intercept the attack.

However, unexpectedly, Ning Qi’s punch exceeded his expectations in force.

Bang!

Thus, Zhao Yujun and the others witnessed Ning Qi charge with the fury of a bull, his punch sending the Saint Ancestor flying over a mile in the void.

A white streak appeared in the sky, marking the trajectory of their impact.

This scene stunned everyone.

Jiang Yingchu was shocked, Zhao Yujun was incredulous, and Gong Tiandao was doubtful.

"Is the Saint Ancestor’s avatar really this weak? If I’d known, I should’ve acted first. Now Ning Qi’s benefited!" Gong Tiandao thought jealously.

The three watched the two fly away, momentarily forgetting they too should engage.

The Saint Ancestor’s avatar hovered high in the air; his hunchbacked form now like a wall, unable to be pushed back by Ning Qi again.

He stared at Ning Qi, a slightly aged voice echoing.

"You indeed did not disappoint me, but the war has only begun. I have more important matters to attend to right now and cannot expend all my energy on you. Leave!"

After speaking, the Saint Ancestor grasped Ning Qi’s glowing fist.

From his palm, a character, fully condensing the power of rules, emerged: "Retreat."

The "Retreat" character radiated golden light, simplistic in strokes but as heavy as the world itself.

Caught off guard, Ning Qi fell for it, wrapped entirely by the character, and was sent flying backwards.

Simultaneously, the character seemed to come alive, each stroke turning aggressive, like tentacles encircling Ning Qi’s body, containing the True Intent of the previous "Suppress" character he faced!

Ning Qi was seemingly rendered unable to move.

The Saint Ancestor’s avatar swiftly subdued Ning Qi, then gazed down at Zhao Yujun and Gong Tiandao not far away.

Zhao Yujun frowned; the Saint Ancestor’s avatar was indeed formidable!

Gong Tiandao sweated, inwardly cursing, having just claimed the Saint Ancestor wasn’t a big deal, only to be embarrassed instantly.

Relieved that Ning Qi had ventured first and frustrated by Ning Qi’s incompetence, he wondered how to handle things with Zhao Yujun now.

As they fixated on the Saint Ancestor, Jiang Yingchu unexpectedly flew over.

He smiled, momentarily overlooked despite being a sect leader equal to Zhao and Gong due to the Saint Ancestor’s avatar.

"You two, stay aside!"

After speaking, Jiang Yingchu pulled out a brush-like magical artifact, and with two taps, unleashed characters similar to those the Saint Ancestor’s avatar had managed.

These characters enlarged in mid-air, transforming into towering mountains, crashing towards the pair!

Zhao Yujun and Gong Tiandao reacted instantly.

With Ning Qi trapped, it was now akin to them facing Jiang Yingchu and the Saint Ancestor’s avatar, and the pressure magnified!

If they were confined too, their cultivators would be left utterly vulnerable!

Zhao Yujun extended her right hand, unveiling a White Bone Sword.

This sword was refined from the bones of an Exotic Beast from the Endless Sea.

Its presence was heavy yet sharp, old yet paradoxical.

With a grasp, she slashed at the incoming binding characters.

A Sword Qi surged forth, splitting the mountainous character with peerless firmness.

Meanwhile, Gong Tiandao spat out a small tower.

The tower’s material was unknown, imbued with an air of mystery.

A second later, the tower enlarged, smashing towards the character mountain, penetrating it entirely.

Their actions happened in an instant, revealing that Jiang Yingchu’s skills were inferior to the Saint Ancestor, failing to trap Zhao and Gong.

Constantly on edge about the Saint Ancestor’s avatar lurking, Zhao Gong stayed alert.

But after dealing with Jiang Yingchu, the Saint Ancestor’s avatar was nowhere to be seen.

They quickly looked towards his previous location, and nearly lost their souls.

The Saint Ancestor stood alone high above.

He wrote feverishly, the sky transformed into his desk.

Using void as paper, his Divine Intent stirred the powers of rules, tracing something unknown.

Zhao Gong didn’t know what he wrote, but its effects were apparent.

Shadows emerged from the void as he wrote, solidifying like heavenly soldiers descending swiftly.

The Saint Ancestor’s acts resembled the legendary summoning of soldiers from beans.

Each shadow he called was an avatar, all exuding intense aura.

In moments, a dozen shadows appeared.

He had said, when the battle commenced, targeting Ning Qi wasn’t his priority but another crucial act.

Clearly, calling these avatars was his task.

This bolstered the Vast Realm’s harmonization numbers and military.

Ning Qi’s ordeal had cost them over a thousand harmonized cultivators, setting them behind Mountain and Sea.

Still, Zhao Gong and even Ning Qi wondered, why didn’t the Saint Ancestor call them sooner?

This could relate to the Central Domain’s capacity.

Previously, the realm’s wills divided it, limiting energy for shadow summoning.

"Stop him!" Zhao Yujun cried urgently.

Gong Tiandao replied, "I’ll stall Jiang Yingchu; you prevent him."

Reluctantly, Zhao knew she should act, yet Gong easily delegated.

Jiang saw their plan.

Another Jiang Yingchu appeared beside him, blocking Zhao.

In this crucial moment, a Sword Qi lashed through, shattering the summoned shadows.

Ning Qi broke free, instantly moving beside the Saint Ancestor.

"Did I permit your summoning?"

A clear voice rang throughout the void, halting Zhao’s charge, leaving the trio staring.

Witnessing Ning Qi escape, they were astounded.

Even the Saint Ancestor hesitated, laying his pen aside.

"It seems you’ve grown rapidly, even surpassing my avatar’s power to suppress." He sighed softly.