Chapter 531
Ancestral Beast Inheritance
Four fierce and domineering chains appeared out of thin air and firmly bound the white-bearded old man who resembled Old Man Zhou.
These four chains connect to the void at one end and split into countless tiny chains at the other, rooted between heaven and earth.
Such unpredictable sealing techniques, with just the leaked power of confinement and suppression, almost completely froze the space.
After the chains appeared, four fierce forces surged forth from them!
Like the old man with the white beard, four incomparably domineering figures quickly coalesced.
One of them carried armor spikes the size of mountains on its back, and its four hooves were like pillars supporting the sky.
One is engulfed in an inextinguishable flame, and every feather is the most terrifying strange fire in the world.
One resembles both a fish and a bird, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky, its aura mysterious and vast.
One has the head of a dragon and the body of a snake, its scales gleaming with an extremely terrifying cold light.
"The four ancestral beasts: Earth Beast, Phoenix, Kunpeng, and Xuanwu!"
Compared to the illusory figure seen before, this one now appears to be the real body!?
That enormous body almost blotted out the entire sky.
The ferocious aura from the primordial era completely refreshed Qi Ping's understanding of the Beast Ancestor in an instant!
This kind of power is beyond description in any language or writing. Its existence is almost above the Great Dao, and those below the Mahayana level do not even have the right to glimpse its complete appearance.
Even Qi Ping could only catch a glimpse of its true form.
"Is this the world that can never be glimpsed until one reaches a certain level of enlightenment?"
For the first time, Qi Ping truly felt what it meant to never be able to glimpse the beauty of power and the mysteries of the world until one reached a certain level of mastery.
"No wonder they say that those below the Mahayana level are nothing but ants. This kind of power, which truly governs the laws of heaven and earth, is beyond description, even surpassing the word 'qualitative change.'"
Mysterious, dazzling, powerful, and captivating—these were Qi Ping's most immediate feelings at that moment.
At this moment, Qi Ping felt an unprecedented longing for the Mahayana stage.
He had a premonition that this breakthrough and transformation would far surpass the sum of all his previous breakthroughs, both in terms of total amount and magnitude.
"No wonder the Mahayana stage beings in the Star Sea World were completely wiped out. The Mahayana stage is probably the true foundation of immortality."
On the other side, after the Four Ancestral Beasts descended, a powerful thought swept across the world:
"Zhou Tianqi, you've finally shown up!"
His thoughts were filled with anger and hatred that had been building up for countless years.
However, what is even more shocking in this scene is that the four ancestral beasts, who had waited for countless years, were besieging and sealing off just an ordinary-looking old man with a white beard.
He stood silently with his hands behind his back above the sea of rotting corpses and blood, letting the chains of heaven and earth bind his body, his expression and emotions showing no fluctuation whatsoever.
The stark contrast makes this scene even more breathtaking.
"Only a sliver of obsession remains. We can't even communicate anymore, yet it's still so annoying. Sigh."
Zhou Tianqi sighed softly, his expression revealing helplessness for the first time.
This scene, however, stirred up a storm in Qi Ping's eyes.
"What? Of the four ancestral beasts that descended, only a wisp of obsession remains?"
"But they clearly possess vigorous vitality and extremely powerful divine souls, how could they only have a wisp of obsession left?" "That's not right!"
Qi Ping's eyes widened suddenly!
"Their will seems to have shrunk to only that wisp that has merged into the Demon Realm of the Forest Sea!"
Using his former sensitivity to the power of heaven and earth as a druid and the enhanced mark of the War of Ten Thousand Beasts, he finally discovered this terrifying truth.
What circumstances would require the four ancestral beasts to sacrifice themselves and merge with heaven and earth, retaining only a wisp of their obsession?
Based on his recent battle with the vengeful spirit, Qi Ping quickly guessed an answer that he found almost unbelievable:
The will of the four ancestral beasts has been obliterated!
Just thinking about this answer sent a chill down Qi Ping's spine!
Although the will of the demon beasts is not dominant, attempting to erase their will will inevitably result in a strong counterattack from their bloodline will, an advantage that human cultivators do not possess.
In particular, the bloodlines of the four ancestral beasts have long been incredibly powerful. Whether it is the Kunpeng, the Phoenix, or the earth beast Xuanwu, they are all capable of opening up their own bloodlines, with countless descendants.
Yet, such a being was forced to sacrifice itself to heaven and earth?
Upon realizing this, Qi Ping looked at the white-bearded old man Zhou Tianqi again, and his gaze was filled with shock and a hint of fear.
This being, who resembles Old Man Zhou, is terrifying to an extent that completely surpasses comprehension. It would probably take countless years to truly understand such a being, let alone confront or defeat it.
Everything that happened today had an unimaginable impact on Qi Ping's worldview and perspective.
However, at this point, Qi Ping was no longer involved.
A four-colored protective shield instantly enveloped Qi Ping, and then his figure gradually disappeared into this space.
In his last glance, Qi Ping saw only dazzling and incomprehensibly powerful forces blasting towards the white-bearded old man bound by chains.
He knew nothing about the battle that followed.
When Qi Ping's figure reappeared, he found himself back above the spirit pool where the bald golden crow was.
However, the situation outside did not seem peaceful either; the once vast and boundless spirit pool had already been depleted by more than half.
The bald golden crow also transformed into a blazing sun, its powerful solar fire relentlessly scorching the eerie altar.
Drops of blood seeped from the altar, transforming into bizarre and unheard-of creatures. Their sinister and terrifying aura seemed to be corrupting everything in the world.
Qi Ping even suspected that if the True Fire of the Sun hadn't blocked this power, all living beings in the surrounding area would have been completely annihilated.
Even through the true fire of the sun, he could feel an urge to mutate within his body and soul, which was extremely strange.
As for the battle inside the strange altar, Qi Ping had no idea. However, judging from the shaking and tearing of the altar, the battle inside was probably incredibly intense.
This continued for about half an hour before the various strange phenomena gradually stopped.
The power of the four chains weakened, and the vast spiritual pool almost dried up.
Even in the end, the two chains completely turned to ashes and disappeared without a trace, leaving only two chains that still maintained a faint Dao essence.
Fortunately, during this process, the eerie aura of the altar gradually weakened, eventually shattering into pieces and completely turning into a phantom.
Just as the eerie altar vanished in a phantom form, the remaining two chains slowly transformed into two drops of blood essence that fell in front of Qi Ping.
One possesses a noble aura, burning with an inextinguishable flame.
One of them possessed a mysterious and vast aura, resembling neither a fish nor a bird.
"Two ancestral beast inheritances, you may choose one!" (End of this chapter)