True Martial Spirit Realm Inner World.
The Saint Ancestor and Sea Ancestor each alternately used the Mountain Ancestor’s Immortal Body to experint with their respective thods.
Later on, they simultaneously used the Mountain Ancestor’s Immortal Body, and inside it, they battled using Secret Technique.
They sensed Ning Qi and abandoned their past rules of conduct.
Both opened their hearts, using their thods without reservation, allowing the other to fully perceive their magical power operation and other hidden key areas.
For a mont, the Mountain Ancestor’s Immortal Body seed to beco a battlefield.
Their powers clashed inside, mutually probing, and with the Immortal Body’s own immortal power, their strength steadily increased.
Ning Qi sat silently in the void, holding an ancient-looking ring in one hand.
This was the Storage Ring once worn by the Mountain Ancestor, and now Ning Qi was ready to unlock it to obtain its stored treasures.
Judging by its appearance, the ring was quite old.
A delicate mountain image engraved on it seed to symbolize its origin.
"Could this ring be the one the Mountain Ancestor acquired when he received his inheritance? If it is that ring, then it was also left by the disciples of Buzhou Mountain in those years."
Ning Qi thought silently.
At this mont, his heart couldn’t help but fill with anticipation.
The ring floated above his palm, spinning continuously, so fast it appeared like a spherical shape.
Even though the Mountain Ancestor had perished, its power still repelled Ning Qi from peering inside and retrieving its contents.
"Generally, the owner of a Storage Ring binds it with blood and heart magical power; the more valuable the storage item, the more ans they use for security. Let see just how many thods are in here."
Ning Qi carefully perceived the layers of restriction set upon it.
"The first layer is a blood soul pact. Unlocking such a restriction isn’t difficult; simply gather the Mountain Ancestor’s source power and a sliver of soul power, and it can be unraveled."
Saying this, Ning Qi pointed at the Mountain Ancestor’s Immortal Body, extracting a drop of immortal blood from its heart.
In an instant, the immortal blood was condensed by Ning Qi into a mist, enveloping the Storage Ring and perating inside.
Instantly, as the blood mist infused, a phantom restriction surged from it, resembling a ring-like chain, one loop linked to another.
Ning Qi suddenly closed his eyes, internally observing with spiritual sense, illuminating the depths of his divine soul.
The Yin Yang Dao Map had beco the core of Ning Qi’s divine soul, indicating that his foundational Dao was established on the Yin Yang Dao Map.
Immortal Qi and Infinite Evil Qi endlessly entangled within it, suppressing the Mountain Ancestor’s immortal soul completely, preventing his escape.
The Mountain Ancestor did attempt to breach this Dao prison.
But each ti he gathered Immortal Soul Power to attack the Dao prison.
The bars of the Dao prison would trigger a Yin Yang Lei to strike down, splitting towards his face.
The Yin Yang Lei contained Immortal Qi and Infinite Evil Qi; two forces seemingly opposed like fire and water, yet Ning Qi had fused them together, electrifying him almost to death.
After trying many tis, the Mountain Ancestor finally beca subdued.
Yet the resentnt in his heart led him to continuously curse Ning Qi.
But later, the Mountain Ancestor’s immortal soul couldn’t even muster the intent to curse Ning Qi!
After raving so long, he finally realized his curses couldn’t pass through this Dao prison.
Despair and powerlessness arose within the Mountain Ancestor, akin to those beings sacrificed to death by him.
In the Mountain Ancestor’s plan, after becoming immortal, he would certainly beco a master of an Immortal Realm, but unexpectedly, like a teor, achieving montary glory, without even crossing the Sea of Realms, only to beco a prisoner.
The Mountain Ancestor fell from the clouds into the abyss, extre joy and sorrow almost driving him insane.
Yet locked in this sunless prison, no matter how mad he beca, what use was it?
The only solace was he hadn’t completely died yet.
If there were a chance to escape this Dao prison, he could resu the immortal path.
Now, Ning Qi’s silhouette willingly descended here, appearing outside the prison, making the Mountain Ancestor suddenly clear-headed.
"Ning Qi!"
Ning Qi didn’t bother with idle chatter, "I’ll use a sliver of Immortal Soul Power from you."
He signaled the Mountain Ancestor’s immortal soul; two strands of Yin Yang Power cut like precise scissors, instantly slicing down a sliver of Immortal Soul Power.
Immortal Soul Power transford into a soul orb, appearing in Ning Qi’s hand.
The Mountain Ancestor didn’t even have ti to curse, letting out a soul-piercing howl instead.
Ning Qi turned to leave, the Mountain Ancestor quickly grabbed the bars of the Dao prison, saying:
"Don’t go, you don’t kill , but keep captive; what is it you exactly want?"
Ning Qi turned back, coldly staring at him.
"Do you want the truth or lies?"
The Mountain Ancestor’s immortal soul expression shifted, "The truth!"
Ning Qi had no intention to hide anything.
"Although you deserve to die ten thousand tis over, killing you outright would be too easy; I want to study your immortal body and soul, to completely squeeze out your value."
The Mountain Ancestor’s immortal soul pointed at Ning Qi, its phantom soul hand trembling uncontrollably.
"You... treating an immortal like this will earn you retribution!"
Ning Qi sneered coldly.
"Retribution? Hearing those words from you is simply laughable. You sacrificially killed so many beings, even treating their blood as resources and their souls as servants; that’s true retribution."
"They were just ants; beings like us naturally have the authority to kill or spare them, what’s wrong with that? Why do you always speak for those ants?"
The Mountain Ancestor said unwillingly, genuinely unable to understand Ning Qi.
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