# Chapter 4012: Ancestor Invincible
The previous chapter mistakenly wrote the Nether Ancestor's name as "Sixteenth Night" which has been corrected. It should be called "Sixteenth Day."
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The Ancestor's aura pressed down, forcing all living beings in the Demon God Realm to kneel prostrate on the ground, struggling to breathe.
"This is... a true Ancestor!"
Chongming Ancestor was horrified in his heart. For a moment, he found it difficult to determine whether the Starry Sea Angler's true identity was the Nether Ancestor or Corpse Yan.
Logically speaking, the possibility of Corpse Yan possessing Ancestor-level cultivation was extremely low, and the possibility of him surviving from the Ancient Era to this age was almost zero.
If he was both an Ancestor and an Immortal, how could Corpse Yan be willing to remain subordinate to the Nether Ancestor all along?
If Corpse Yan was an Ancestor, why would the Nether Ancestor have bothered to cultivate the Great Demon God during the Chaos Era?
Regardless of the truth, at this moment, Chongming Ancestor had been completely conquered by the Ancestor's aura and power, no longer daring to harbor any second thoughts.
This was a deterrent originating from the deepest part of the soul!
It was a thought instilled in every cultivator from the moment they embarked on the path of cultivation: "The Ancestor is invincible and omnipotent."
Since things had come to this, Chongming Ancestor immediately released his spiritual power, enveloping the starry regions around the Demon God Realm, concealing the heavenly secrets to prevent the Heavenly Court's All Heavens from discovering them prematurely.
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Space twisted, and the rules of heaven and earth transformed.
In an instant, Wen Tianjun, who had come to visit the Demon Ancestor Ridge, was pulled by the Starry Sea Angler into a different time-space battlefield.
The sudden change caught Wen Tianjun off guard, but he remained relatively calm. Looking at the ground beneath his feet transforming into surging Nether Sea, and seeing the meandering Weak Water appear above his head, how could he not understand what was happening?
The auras of both the Nether Sea and Weak Water were unparalleled, forming a domain that could change heaven and earth.
"Hua!"
Behind Wen Tianjun, the light shadow of the Heaven-Connecting Tower appeared. He gripped the Emperor Divine Ruler tightly in his hand, his eyes firmly locked on the front.
Figures including the Starry Sea Angler, Chongming Ancestor, A Fuya, Yan Wushen, and others appeared one after another before his eyes, standing on the surface of the Nether Sea. Each had a profound aura and imposing presence.
Every one of them could form their own heaven and earth using the Rule Divine Patterns they had cultivated.
Rule Divine Patterns wove into a net in the different time-space battlefield, omnipresent and endless.
Wen Tianjun remained calm in the face of danger, his gaze locking onto Chongming Ancestor. "So you had already defected to the Nether Ancestor long ago. No wonder you could suppress the Nether Sea. What a grand play of hiding the truth from the heavens."
Chongming Ancestor was composed, with formation patterns and talisman patterns gathering around him. "A fine bird chooses its tree to perch on! With just us people challenging an Immortal, it's nothing more than throwing an egg against a rock. Why can't you understand this principle?"
Suddenly, space contracted violently, and gray mist spread.
"Wen Tianjun, this move, Five Breaks Spirit-Clearing Hand, will send you on your way! Break the physical body, break the divine soul, break the rules, break the Dao method, break the spirit."
The Starry Sea Angler acted decisively, unwilling to waste time. He traversed time and space, his five fingers spreading as he pressed a palm toward Wen Tianjun.
Who would have thought that the Starry Sea Angler, famous throughout the world for his spiritual power, had already reached the Ancestor level in martial Dao?
One palm encompassed heaven and earth, leaving Wen Tianjun with no place to escape.
The five fingers contained five different terrifying powers, transcending the rules. The Half-Ancestor Rule Divine Patterns released by Wen Tianjun were completely unable to block them. The light shadow of the Heaven-Connecting Tower and his protective divine Qi scattered like clouds and mist.
Wen Tianjun had never encountered such a terrifying enemy. He let out a long howl, his blood surging within his body, ten billion lightning bolts rushing out from his muscles as he swung the Emperor Divine Ruler.
As a Half-Ancestor who had attained the Dao through the physical body, every particle of his flesh stored the energy to destroy stars and extinguish realms.
Chongming Ancestor and A Fuya were all shaken.
Based on the power fluctuations erupting from Wen Tianjun's body at this moment, they were certain they could not withstand a single punch from him.
How much energy had he stored in his flesh and blood?
"Boom rumble!"
In less than a breath's time, Wen Tianjun's Half-Ancestor physical body was crushed by the Starry Sea Angler's five fingers, turning into blood mist and a skeletal frame.
The Starry Sea Angler's palm contained heaven and earth, and Wen Tianjun could not escape.
"His physical body broken just like that?"
Yan Wushen held his breath.
He had personally witnessed the battles between Heavenly Mother, Zhang Ruochen, Hao Tian, and the Nine-Headed Stone Man. The Starry Sea Angler's strength was at least one or two levels higher than the Nine-Headed Stone Man.
Was this a true Ancestor?
With one move, he could crush a Half-Ancestor with heaven-defying combat power?
Wen Tianjun's skeleton was woven from rules and order, not yet completely shattered. His hands raised in support within the Starry Sea Angler's palm, emitting ear-splitting divine sounds: "So what if you're an Ancestor? As long as you can't kill me, it will only make me stronger."
The Starry Sea Angler's face alternated between light and dark, sometimes sacred, sometimes ferocious. He laughed, "Don't be impatient. Break for me!"
"Bang!"
Wen Tianjun's most solid and firm bones, under the crushing pressure of Ancestor power, ultimately could not withstand it and shattered into pieces.
"Second break, break the divine soul!"
Flames of light appeared in the Starry Sea Angler's palm. Every palm line was a river of fire, refining Wen Tianjun's Half-Ancestor divine soul.
"Third break, break the rules!"
The Starry Sea Angler's Ancestor Divine Patterns merged with the death gray mist, surging like a tide toward the small heaven and earth wrapped by the "Five Breaks Spirit-Clearing Hand," intending to grind away all of Wen Tianjun's cultivation.
This was the final step before breaking the Dao!
Half-Ancestor rules and order, like pillars, had supported the Dao of Wen Tianjun's over a million years of cultivation. Now, they were continuously dissolving.
Chongming Ancestor and Peacock Heavenly Empress were already terrified by the Starry Sea Angler, shadows branded deep in their hearts that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
They felt that the Starry Sea Angler was already invincible in the universe.
The current Half-Ancestors, such as Hao Tian and Heavenly Mother, would be like children before him, absolutely crushed with a flip of the hand, with no power to resist.
"The Ancestor is invincible in the world!" Peacock Heavenly Empress muttered, dazed.
"Hua!"
Above the Nether Sea, a thousand-mile-long enormous crack appeared in the different time-space battlefield. Strands of starlight spilled in through the crack.
Within the starlight were countless bright points of light.
Each point of light was a Divine Martial Mark.
"Chasing after us so quickly?"
The Starry Sea Angler frowned slightly, looking at Wen Tianjun, whose physical body and divine soul had been almost completely ground away. "Leave him to you. Remember, you must completely annihilate his spirit and Dao."
The Starry Sea Angler turned into a patch of gray mist, rushing toward that space crack, disappearing into heaven and earth together with the myriad Divine Martial Marks.
"To deal with Hao Tian, you'll need to find Ba Er."
In Yan Wushen's ear, he heard the Starry Sea Angler's final lingering words.
"Could there actually be someone in this universe who can contend with him?"
Chongming Ancestor's heart was heavy. He felt that this world was becoming increasingly unfamiliar. Taboos that only existed in legends were appearing one after another. With his ninety-third level spiritual power, he was like duckweed on the vast ocean, only able to drift with the current, unable to control his fate.
Looking at Wen Tianjun, whose physical body and divine soul were almost completely extinguished, Chongming Ancestor felt slightly better, with a hint of schadenfreude. "The Kunlun Realm is truly interesting. I thought that with two Half-Ancestors emerging, it could march toward glory. I didn't expect it would end up with the same outcome as before, being pushed toward the abyss. This is the consequence of being too high-profile. How could the Ancestor allow such a powerful force as the Sword Realm to exist?"
Yan Wushen reminded, "Never underestimate any Half-Ancestor. Although Wen Tianjun's physical body and divine soul have been ground down to almost nothing, his Half-Ancestor Divine Source remains unbroken, and his Dao method and spirit still exist. Even the Ancestor cannot easily kill him. As long as he has time, he can re-nurture enough blood Qi and divine soul to return to his peak."
Wen Tianjun's blood Qi, indestructible matter, and divine soul were only a small remnant, like a wisp of red mist.
But even at this point, the Starry Sea Angler had not been able to completely break his Dao or find his Half-Ancestor Divine Source.
The powerful Half-Ancestor spiritual will remained unextinguished, filling the different time-space battlefield.
"The Ancestor cannot kill him, but he simply doesn't have the time to slowly consume with him. A Half-Ancestor has no power to resist before a true Ancestor."
The Weak Water Mother manifested her human form from the Heavenly River, her long hair tied high, purple gauze wrapped around her body, walking barefoot, step by step toward that wisp of red mist.
Within the red mist, Wen Tianjun's bones and blood vessels were condensing, gradually taking human form.
His Half-Ancestor aura was continuously strengthening, as if indestructible and immortal.
With two Half-Ancestor-level powerhouses like Weak Water and Nether Sea present, everyone present was not worried that Wen Tianjun could still stir up any waves. Everything was already settled.
Not to mention that Wen Tianjun's combat power at this moment was at most one or two tenths of his peak. Even if he were still at his peak, it would be absolutely difficult for him to escape.
Chongming Ancestor looked at Yan Wushen and suddenly spoke, "Can you give him to me?"
Yan Wushen smiled, "Is the Ancestor interested in his Half-Ancestor Divine Source?"
Chongming Ancestor said, "For spiritual power cultivators, the physical body is the greatest weakness. If I can refine his Half-Ancestor Divine Source into my body, I dare not say how much my combat power will increase, but at least I will dare to lead you all to the Heavenly Court to rescue the Great Demon God. Otherwise, Hao Tian's wrathful strike might not be something I can withstand."
With ninety-third level spiritual power, how could he die so easily? How could he not even withstand a single strike from a Half-Ancestor?
Yan Wushen knew that Chongming Ancestor was seeking benefits, but he did not expose him. He looked at the Nether Sea Spirit that had taken human form and transmitted a voice: "The Weak Water Mother was too close to Bai Yuan in the past. Giving the Half-Ancestor Divine Source to her would be worse than giving it to Chongming Ancestor."
Although the Nether Sea Spirit was in human form, it was only a patch of darkness, with no visible facial features.
"Do as you say."
The Nether Sea Spirit's voice drifted uncertainly over the sea surface, faint and elusive.
Yan Wushen transmitted to Chongming Ancestor: "I have obtained the Nether Sea Lord's agreement for you."
"I will remember this favor!"
Chongming Ancestor stepped on a river of spiritual power light, walking toward Wen Tianjun, who had condensed into human form.
Strands of spiritual power threads shot toward various parts of the different time-space battlefield, continuously capturing and collecting the remaining divine soul fragments of Wen Tianjun.
The Weak Water Mother sensed the wills of the Nether Sea and Yan Wushen, knowing that they represented the Nether Ancestor and the Starry Sea Angler respectively. Not wanting to offend them, she retreated.
After all, her escape from the Heavenly Court's imprisonment and restoration of her cultivation had relied on the Nether Sea.
"Wen Tianjun, you don't even have the power to self-destruct your Divine Source anymore, do you?"
Chongming Ancestor used massive formation disks to bind Wen Tianjun, then continued, "Considering our past friendship, I cannot bear to see you humiliated. Hand over your Half-Ancestor Divine Source yourself, and I will give you a dignified death."
"You want the Half-Ancestor Divine Source? Are you qualified?" Wen Tianjun said coldly.
Chongming Ancestor's expression gradually turned cold. "Then there's no other way. I'll just have to spend more time slowly grinding away your rules and order. Oh, by the way, your daughter obtained the divine heart nurtured from Murong Bu Huo's remnant soul, didn't she?"
Infinite cold light surged from Wen Tianjun's pupils.
"Heh heh."
Chongming Ancestor extended a claw-like hand. As his spiritual power was released, circles of formations contracted, crushing Wen Tianjun's newly condensed body.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddhist chant sounded!
Ten thousand Buddhist lamps appeared out of nowhere on the Nether Sea. A young, handsome white-robed monk stepped across the waves.
It was Can Deng Great Master.
Can Deng Great Master and Wen Tianjun had been old friends for many years in the border universe, both cultivating the "Heaven-Connecting Record" to temper their physical bodies. He had even helped Wen Tianjun deliver a letter to Shen Po Princess.
Because he had once comprehended the "Fate Heavenly Scripture," Can Deng had extraordinary attainments in the Path of Fate.
He had seen a thread of heavenly opportunity in fate and therefore voluntarily requested to come with Wen Tianjun. However, he had not entered the Demon God Realm.
A Fuya was surprised and softly murmured, "It's him!"
"No matter who you are, since you've broken in here, don't leave!"
The Nether Sea and Weak Water Mother sensed an unusual aura from Can Deng and simultaneously executed divine abilities, attacking him.
Can Deng used his spiritual will to control thousands of Buddhist lamps, blocking the Weak Water Mother outside the Buddha light.
However, the other thousands of Buddhist lamps were scattered by the impact of the Nether Sea.
The Nether Sea Spirit carried infinite power and struck out with a Heaven-Overturning Hand Seal. At this moment, all time in the different time-space battlefield became still.
"You are much stronger than her!"
Can Deng broke the suppression of time power through some unknown means, forming seals with his hands. A thousand-zhang-tall golden bell light barrier appeared around him, blocking the Nether Sea Spirit's hand seal.
"Hum!"
Ripples spread outward, and the bell sound permeated in all directions, shaking Yan Wushen and A Fuya back.
Peacock Heavenly Empress, who had the weakest cultivation, spat divine blood from her mouth and nearly reverted to her original form.
During the battle at the Nether Prison, the Nether Sea Spirit, relying on the Nether Sea and the eighteen layers of Nether Purgatory, had been able to block the four great experts Hao Tian, Lady Shiji, Soul Mother, and Meng Ge. Although Ba Er had secretly helped, it was enough to prove his prowess.
After Can Deng Great Master blocked this palm, he still had spare energy to ask Wen Tianjun, "Are you alright?"
"I won't die! But if you don't take off your kasaya and pick up your war halberd again, I'm afraid we won't be able to break out of this different time-space today." Wen Tianjun said.
"I told you long ago, the moment I take off my kasaya is the day I break through to the Ancestor realm. Unfortunately, my state of mind is not yet perfect. Even if I take off the kasaya and break through to Ancestor, I would only be an evil Ancestor or Demon Ancestor, unable to maintain a clear state of mind." Can Deng sighed long, filled with endless desolation.
"Have you two talked enough? Do you really regard us two Half-Ancestors as nothing?"
The Weak Water Mother summoned the Heavenly River, washing away the Buddhist lamps above Can Deng's head, and swung the Emperor Divine Ruler she had seized earlier, striking at the golden Buddhist bell.
"Although I cannot take off the kasaya, it is indeed time to use the war halberd. I will use the Nether Sea and Weak Water to wash away its rust."
Can Deng's sleeves lifted like clouds, and a long war halberd appeared in his hand.
Both sides had halberd blades, resembling a well character.
It was a Fangtian Painted Halberd!
"Hua!"
Can Deng's arm whipped out like a whip, the painted halberd sweeping from bottom to top, drawing a bright arc of light, sending the Weak Water Mother flying backward.
The scratch marks on her chest continuously spewed water vapor.
The Emperor Divine Ruler also flew out of her hand.
"Roar!"
At the same time, Wen Tianjun looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, his hair flying. He broke free from the formations suppressing him, leaped up, and punched toward Chongming Ancestor's chest.
(This chapter ends)