Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World

Chapter 130: Ancestral Retribution!!

Sacred Palace.

One of Yang Wei's Five Supreme Magics.

It is a radiant citadel of golden luminescence.

A pocket dimension that harnesses the essence of the Epochal Law of Total Annihilation.

This allows Yang Wei to obliterate anything that dares to oppose him.

From the tangible to the intangible, from the finite to the infinite, nothing can withstand the all-consuming power of the Sacred Palace.

With a mere thought, this power can unravel the fabric of reality, initiating a cataclysmic cascade of annihilation that knows no bounds.

Inside the Sacred Palace, time, space, and the very essence of existence are mere playthings to him.

Physical matter disintegrates into nothingness.

Non-physical entities are torn asunder, entire dimensions collapse, and even timelines unravel.

At the heart of this celestial citadel lies the Chaos Core.

A focal point where all laws of creation converge and dissolve into nothingness.

"Now..."

Yang Wei looked back at Liu Yan and Bai Suzhen.

He outstretched his hand and encased them in a see-through golden sphere.

"You both stay in there, you'll be safe.."

Liu Yan wasn't satisfied.

She pressed her hands against the sphere as though she want to push it open.

"Junior Brother, what're you..."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine," Yang Wei assured her with a warm smile.

The concern on Liu Yan's face was undying, she couldn't even stop looking at him. Still, the smile on his face did keep her at ease a bit, and she gently nodded, "Please, be safe..."

Facing the three brothers back, Yang Wei told them, "No one who has stepped into this palace as left alive." His expression immediately turned serious. "Brace yourselves."

With a silent invocation, his golden aura ignited with blinding brilliance.

"I'll give you a pleasant memory to take into the afterlife."

The brothers faltered, fear slowly gripping their feet as they sensed this immense spiritual force.

With arms spread out, they could see a golden being that they could only call a god, manifesting behind Yang Wei. It had long beards and eyes as white and bright as the stars.

Then, Yang Wei directed his will towards the temporal convergence.

He shot one hand up, and a golden beam shot out of his palm, piercing through the literal barriers of time with a wild intensity.

The rift began to form, a shimmering tear in the fabric of reality, its edges pulsating with raw, untamed energy.

It was now Ji Wu realized the impending danger and said, "Brothers, we need to stop him!" He attempted to lunge forward, but it was too late.

Yang Wei had unleashed the cascade of retribution, a torrent of chaotic energy that surged through the temporal rift with unstoppable force.

The Sacred Palace trembled.

The ancestral intervention took hold, reaching back through the annals of history to a time long forgotten. In an instant, the scene shifted, and the brothers found themselves surrounded by a maelstrom of destruction. Continue your adventure with m|v-l'e-NovelFire

"W... What is this?!" Ji Ming screamed out.

Ji Chang on the other hand, wore a face of absolute horror. "N... No way!"

They saw their ancestors crying out in agony as their very existence was torn asunder by the relentless onslaught of the Epochal Law.

It felt as if their ancestors were trapped in some sort of nuclear dimension.

Across the ages, the lineage of the brothers crumbled, reduced to utter dust and echoes.

Just like that, 60 generations of their ancestors across every conceivable timeline were wiped out.

Yet the retribution did not end there.

As the chaotic energies flowed through the temporal continuum, the effects peaked—now affecting all present timelines.

The brothers, once proud and formidable, now stood paralyzed.

Yang Wei grinned at them. "Now, the final touches."

With a final, deafening roar, the spell reached its maximum, and the Sacred Palace went silent.

With broken spirits, the brothers fell to their knees in defeat.

Slowly, their bodies were turned to absolute nothingness.

Ji Ming watched in horror as his own body began to fade away, feeling a sinking sensation in his gut. "This... this time, I don't think I'm coming back," he whispered. The trembling in his voice truly showed his fear of death.

As Ji Chang's head slowly disintegrated, he could only grit his teeth furiously at this pathetic loss.

"You bastard," Ji Ming weakly turned to Yang Wei, coughing out sand. "What the heck did you do?"

Yang Wei, with a calm demeanor, clasped his hands behind his back as he replied, "Well, you said the Dao of Sacred Protection anchors you to existence. Meaning you remain eternal no matter what, right?" he nodded, answering his own question. "So, I decided to target something else."

Ji Ming's hands crumbled into sand, his panic evident. "What do you mean?" he choked out.

Yang Wei explained, "I used my Epochal Law to reach back in time and kill your family... sixty generations before you were even born, across all existing timelines and dimensions..."

The Dao likely anchors only their present and future to existence, not their past. If they had an all-encompassing connection to this Dao of Sacred Protection... their existence would remain unaffected even by my Sacred Palace... Killing just their parents might have been enough, but I didn't want to risk it.

Ji Ming's eyes widened in disbelief. "What kind of insane power is that?! How shameless can you get!" he exclaimed, frustration seeping into his voice. "You killed our entire lineage!" He wanted to fight back, but all he could do was watch helplessly as he turned to dust, followed by Ji Chang.

Ji Wu, fading away bit by bit, managed a weak smile at Yang Wei. "I wish I had that kind of strength," he admitted ruefully, "maybe then, I may have..." he vanished mid-sentence.

...

The Sacred Palace vanished, and Yang Wei, along with his companions Liu Yan and Bai Suzhen, returned to reality.

Yang Wei placed a hand on his chest and smiled, "Those guys were pretty strong, huh?"

One of them managed to bypass my multilayered barriers. Even Lingxi couldn't do that... So, they might actually be more powerful than her, but they probably haven't refined their cultivation enough, I'm guessing. Or maybe they just rushed into a fight with me the moment they got a power-up. That'd be quite dumb though.

As he began to walk forward, he noticed Liu Yan and Bai Suzhen approaching him.

I believe I've earned myself a small gift...

A small grin tugged at his lips, and he suddenly dropped to his knees.

Liu Yan saw this and immediately hurried forward, catching him before he could hit the ground. "Junior brother, are you okay?" she asked with her sweet voice of concern.

His head nestled against her chest, Yang Wei could smell her sweet fragrance, like strawberries mixed with daisies. His face was directly snuggling in the bare flesh of her meaty cleavage; and he enjoyed every moment of it. "Nggh! I'm feeling a bit drained," he said, "must've used up a lot of magic power."

Bai Suzhen joined them, wrapping her hands around one of his. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked, her soft, porcelain face filled with worry.

Yang Wei chuckled, teasingly commenting, "It sems like you're more worried than necessary. Should I be honored?"

Blushing, Bai Suzhen tightly shut her eyes and kept her chin up as she retorted, "Don't make me forget about you and just leave!" Her cheeks puffed up like buns as she spoke.

Meanwhile, Liu Yan gently combed Yang Wei's hair with her fingers and patted his back. She treated him like a child. "Let's get out of here," she suggested, "the trial must've been suspended because of the attack."

Yang Wei wrapped one arm around Liu Yan's waist while Bai Suzhen's small, soft hands held onto his other hand.

Jeez, it didn't feel this big when she sat on my face...

He was taken aback by the size of her buttocks, so huge that his arm could literally rest on it like it was a plush, bouncy platform. It felt like her ass was some kind of massive, soft, elevated surface, tempting him to explore further.

"We can't go yet... I'm still too weak," he admitted.

"Don't worry," Liu Yan spoke to him gently. "We'll use the blood pendants we were given, so you don't have to stress yourself. And besides w..."

Before she could finish, Yang Wei suddenly started coughing to kill the conversation.

Liu Yan completely focused her attention on him. "Don't talk too much, you're still weak..."

Actually, Yang Wei was simply enjoying himself.

His head lay nestled on her soft, bouncing breasts, which jiggled with each hot breath from her soft lips. Pressed against her, he felt completely at ease, enjoying the sensation of her smooth, supple thighs against his body.

Leaving now would just be a shame, everything feels so right.