# Chapter 4039: Half-Ancestor Is Nothing More Than This
During the chaotic ancient times, Ba'er had been the Hall Master of the Destiny Temple, extremely domineering, second only to the Great Demon God and the Heavenly Demon.
Although he was a demonic path half-ancestor, his mastery of the Path of Fate was in no way inferior to his demonic path.
It was precisely because of this ancient identity that he had the qualifications to speak to Feng Tian from a condescending position.
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When Ji Xiang and Ru Yi were taken away, Feng Tian showed little change in expression. She stopped pursuing Chongming Old Ancestor, her phoenix wings on her back like blades, ready to activate her speed at any moment.
She looked down with calm determination and said, "If you, Ba'er, can be the Hall Master of the Destiny Temple, why can't I? My nature surpasses yours tenfold."
Ba'er carefully observed Feng Tian's eyes. Seeing her unflappable composure, he secretly admired her mental fortitude while also pondering what support she had that allowed her to fear no half-ancestor.
To say that Feng Caiyi had come to the North Marsh Great Wall alone—he absolutely did not believe that.
But Kong Fannu, Fengdu Dadi, and the others absolutely could not leave the Abyss of Darkness defense line at this critical juncture.
Most importantly, if there truly were other powerful beings traveling with her, Feng Caiyi wouldn't have needed to bring so many Destiny Temple gods.
The risk was too great. If they all fell here, the Destiny Temple would not be destroyed, but it would suffer severe damage.
Moreover, among them were Que, Hai Shang You Ruo, Bore, Xue Tu, Hai Shang Ming Gong, Qing Fei Wei, and other new generation pillar-like gods with tremendous potential.
Could it be that Feng Caiyi truly had no other choice and could only stake everything on a single throw?
Ba'er stood like a divine mountain, yet also like an ancient pine—tall, straight, and majestic. He said, "What meaning is there in empty words? You don't think that with them forming the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation, you can break today's death trap, do you?"
Teng Zu healed his injuries and, along with the remnants of ancient demon clan powerhouses who had returned, formed a combined attack formation, surrounded by a grayish death energy mist.
Clearly, the previous injury had made him develop a strong wariness toward Feng Tian.
Chongming Old Ancestor stood on a leaf of the Parasol Divine Tree, his arms spread wide, his spiritual power field covering tens of millions of miles of void, looking as if he intended to keep all the Destiny Temple gods here.
"Death trap? Ba'er, you should understand the power of the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation better than anyone. With all the gods of the Destiny Temple gathered, even if you are a half-ancestor, you will have to surrender your head today!"
Feng Tian retracted the Heavenly Cauldron, and the Gate of Destiny above her head shone in all directions.
Facing the demon clan, she was calm as water; facing a half-ancestor, her battle intent never died. She displayed the boldness and courage befitting a hall master.
Although Feng Tian threw out one harsh word after another, she was not arrogant. She regarded Ba'er with utmost seriousness. The Thunder Clan Ancestor Realm slowly unfolded beneath her feet, forming its own world.
With the Ancestor Realm protecting her body, even if she faced a half-ancestor alone, she would not be quickly defeated. She had ample time to deploy her backup plans.
A half-ancestor!
Who wouldn't fear one?
Ba'er said, "A thousand gods driving the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation—its power is indeed extraordinary. If it were deployed on the World Tree and in the Fate Divine Domain, even I would have to be cautious."
"But you didn't bring the World Tree or the Fate Divine Domain, nor are you inside the formation. With these juniors whose cultivation hasn't reached the Indestructible Infinite level, I don't even need to act myself. Chongming Old Ancestor can break the formation and leave them dead without a burial place."
"Feng Caiyi, you shouldn't have left the formation!"
Before he finished speaking, Ba'er's form shifted, and he had already entered the Thunder Clan Ancestor Realm, clearly not giving Feng Tian a chance to return to the formation.
His footwork was swift. Although he didn't seem to use any divine abilities, neither the lightning attacks generated by the Thunder Clan Ancestor Realm itself nor the divine artifacts Feng Tian struck could stop him for even a moment.
In the time of three breaths.
Ba'er crossed region after region of the Thunder Clan Ancestor Realm and arrived before Feng Tian.
His demonic body grew increasingly massive. The aura and might of a half-ancestor were enough to force even gods to prostrate themselves, and they suppressed the divine souls of Heavenly Venerable-level beings.
"Swoosh—"
Feng Tian drew upon the power of the Twelve Phases of Fate and struck out with a hand seal.
Countless Dao marks and energy ripples spread outward from her palm.
But this power, which was enough to repel Chongming Old Ancestor, was easily shattered by the demonic light beam released from Ba'er's eyes.
"You've just entered the Heavenly Venerable level, yet you dare to confront a half-ancestor head-on. Your courage is commendable."
Ba'er's voice carried a hint of laughter. Demonic energy gathered above his head into a heavenly pillar like a mountain peak, crashing down as if to crush even the Thunder Clan Ancestor Realm.
Feng Tian's eyes were icy cold as she struck out with the Heavenly Cauldron.
Driven by Ancestor Divine Qi, the Heavenly Cauldron rapidly grew larger as it spun.
On the cauldron's body, ancient and mysterious patterns and images appeared.
Herding cattle and farming, heavenly fire sweeping the plains, endless calamity lightning, blessings and divine light...
These images transformed from emptiness to reality, evolving into real worlds and scenes. Various destructive forces collided with the demonic pillar descending from the sky.
"Boom!"
When the dust settled, Feng Tian still stood proudly beneath the Heavenly Cauldron, her long hair flying, her robes flowing with light.
Beautiful as a painting, yet cold and awe-inspiring.
Beneath her feet, an Origin Divine Temple had appeared. Her battle intent and killing aura were even more vigorous than Ba'er's. She said, "A half-ancestor is nothing more than this! Ba'er, you should have died in the chaotic ancient times. This era does not belong to you. The rules of heaven and earth stand on my side."
Ba'er looked at the scenes evolved by the Heavenly Cauldron, and envy arose in his heart.
For top-tier cultivators of the Path of Fate, three things were most crucial—so important that they could help one cross an entire realm to fight an enemy.
They were: more than fifty percent of the Fate Path's Profound Meaning, the Heavenly Cauldron, and the Fate Ancestor Divine Source.
Feng Tian possessed both the Heavenly Cauldron and the Fate Ancestor Divine Source. The enhancement to her combat power was easy to imagine.
Fortunately, she had only just entered the Heavenly Venerable level. If she were like Void Heaven, already standing at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable level, whether she could be kept here today was uncertain.
What kind of person was Ba'er? He quickly put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, which turned into joy. He laughed and said, "Excellent! With the Heavenly Cauldron's power like this, if I wield it, I can definitely compensate for all weaknesses. Add the Fate Divine Source... who under the Ancestors could still be my opponent?"
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Compared to Feng Tian's composure, the gods within the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation had much weaker mental fortitude.
After Ba'er appeared, many gods had already lost their composure, only maintaining a surface-level calm.
When Chongming Old Ancestor led the demon clan gods to begin attacking the war city, this panic quickly spread.
Although there were several Great Unbound Infinite-level beings inside the formation, and Que's cultivation had even reached the peak of Great Unbound Infinite, without an Indestructible Infinite to sit in command, there was no backbone.
Who could believe that a cultivator at the peak of Great Unbound Infinite could lead the gods to block a ninety-third-level spiritual power old monster?
Even if they could originally fight, the lack of confidence would lead to a disastrous defeat.
Bore saw that at least thirty percent of the gods, after being attacked by Chongming Old Ancestor's spiritual power, had developed negative emotions of fear, battle aversion, and fear of death.
The power of the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation was rapidly declining.
"What are you afraid of? A thousand of us have formed a formation, with over twenty Divine Kings and Divine Venerables. What enemy can't we destroy? If we don't suppress and kill the demon clan today, how can we display the might of the Destiny Temple?"
Bore activated the "Anger" character formula of the Destiny Twelve Phases, merging it with sound waves, transmitting the emotion of anger to the divine souls of every god, dispersing the fear in their hearts.
Among the twelve phases, the two phases of joy and anger represented control over cultivators' emotions and manipulation of consciousness.
"You have some skill, but it won't change the outcome."
Chongming Old Ancestor's gaze was indifferent. He didn't regard the gods in the formation at all.
However, Ba'er's combat power disappointed him greatly. It seemed he couldn't take Feng Caiyi down in a short time.
In Chongming Old Ancestor's view, Ba'er was certainly worried about possible hidden powerhouses, so he didn't dare use his full strength.
Where were so many hidden powerhouses?
Not wanting to prolong the night and create more variables, Chongming Old Ancestor decided to end things quickly. He scattered green light rain, manipulated the Parasol Divine Tree, and pressed it down toward the planet-sized war city.
Amid the rumbling, the twelve Gates of Fate condensed by the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation dimmed by one-fifth.
Several dozen Destiny Temple gods fell, losing the power to drive the formation.
"Old Ancestor, let us help you break the formation and destroy the Destiny Temple."
The demon clan gods all struck out with divine light, converging toward the Parasol Divine Tree.
The Parasol Divine Tree radiated boundless divine light. Its roots pierced through three realms, wrapping around the twelve Gates of Fate, continuously impacting the formation light barrier above the gods' heads.
Xue Tu's face, which had been flushed red, instantly turned pale. He said, "If you have any trump cards, use them now. If the formation breaks, we all die. Aren't you also a Parasol Divine Tree? Why is the gap so big?"
Blood Leaf Parasol had no mind to argue with Xue Tu. Her eyes were fixed above, and she said, "We can only activate the final measure."
"You really have things you're hiding from me."
Xue Tu was full of shock, unable to believe that as Feng Tian's most outstanding disciple, there were still things he didn't know.
"During this time, you've been mysterious. Feng Tian naturally has some wariness toward you," Bore said.
Xue Tu wanted to cry but had no tears. There was bitterness in his heart that he dared not speak.
He could only wait until the truth was revealed in the future for these people to know whether his heart was red or black.
"All Under Heaven Has No Me."
Que evolved the second-rank divine path he had cultivated. As the space beneath his feet trembled, a secret realm world rapidly unfolded. Inside it stood a majestic divine temple.
It was no less impressive than the Destiny Temple located on the Fate Divine Mountain.
"Relic Ancient Realm!"
"This is... the Destiny Temple! Hall Master Feng has rebuilt the destroyed Destiny Temple..."
"Such a thick fluctuation of Fate Profound Meaning."
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The Relic Ancient Realm buried the successive generations of cultivators of the Destiny Temple, and also buried the Destiny Temple that had been crushed by the Immovable Bright King Great Venerable.
Seeing the temple reappear, all the gods' blood boiled. Their battle intent, morale, and confidence were completely ignited.
Que called out to the Relic Ancient Realm: "Xu Zun, Soul Mother, you will now preside over the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation."
Qi Daren, wearing a talisman robe, walked out from the Destiny Temple, holding a divine staff. Behind him, the scene of the Light of Death Divine Tree manifested. A ninety-level spiritual power fluctuation spread out, merging into the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation.
He was the Xu Zun of Tiannan Life-Death Ruins.
Lian Xi wore a purple long dress, her skin white as frost and snow. She walked out step by step from the boundless tomb forest, countless restless spirits behind her. With the aura fluctuation of an Indestructible Infinite, she met Chongming Old Ancestor's gaze in the void and said, "With a Tianyuan Wuque and an Indestructible Infinite jointly presiding over the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation, Old Ancestor, do you still have confidence in breaking the formation?"
"That's right. Soul Mother's formation mastery has received the true inheritance of Di Chen. Are you afraid?" Xue Tu said.
"Just you juniors? If Qing Cang were still alive, it would be acceptable for him to preside over the formation."
Chongming Old Ancestor took a step forward, crossing space. His true body appeared on the formation screen of the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation, pressing down all the formation's power.
Relying on his unfathomable spiritual power, he forcibly changed the formation's rules.
Gradually, Chongming Old Ancestor tore open a crack in the formation screen.
"If my master were still alive, dealing with you would be easy."
Qi Daren raised the divine staff above his head. Instantly, the light of the twelve Gates of Fate brightened by a full fold. The crack that Chongming Old Ancestor had torn open instantly closed again.
Even Chongming Old Ancestor was shaken back.
Under the activation of a Tianyuan Wuque, the Destiny Twelve Phases Divine Formation began to unleash its proper attacking power, no longer just passively defending.
(Chapter End)