Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1084 - 387: With Such Resolve, One Must Attain This Fruition (Part 2)

Luo Shu instinctively looked towards the Mayfly Palace.

An Xuran coincidentally looked back at her.

The gaze collision between the two women was full of obvious hostility.

"That's right."

Nie Qing spoke last,

"After you return, control that disciple named Zuo and bring them to me."

"Understood, Ancestor Master."

Luo Shu withdrew her gaze and replied respectfully.

An Xuran's lips curled upwards, this little flirt probably already realized the crux of the matter, that Zhang Tiancheng's reputation in the Federation was ruined, how could it compare to her Uncle Master Ji?

"You should make another trip later."

Zhu Qing, the Saint of Mayfly Palace, said seriously,

"Don't return until you've seen Ji Jingqiu this time."

An Xuran exclaimed, her face bitter, "But what if he doesn't intend to return to the Federation? He's just opened the world, becoming a Heavenly King, and solely stabilizing his realm requires quite some time, right?"

Zhu Qing chastised,

"Didn't your Uncle Master Ji assign you a mission? What are you going back for if the mission isn't complete?"

"Last time you went, you were too restrained, even failed to assert Ji's presence, otherwise, even if he wasn't there, Yanhuang Federation's attitude towards you wouldn't be so poor, Ji isn't like Zhang Tiancheng from the Heavenly Cutting Sect."

"Besides, considering Mu Shitian and He Donghuang, even if I went to the Yanhuang Federation, I couldn't put on too big a show, let alone with a new Heavenly Demon eyeing from the outer heavens."

Zhu Qing shook his head, feeling the current younger generation was still too young, lacking experience and the ways of socializing.

Returning this time, related courses should be implemented in the palace.

An Xuran wanted to say that Yanhuang Federation's attitude towards her wasn't bad, as evidenced by Ji Anquan being very enthusiastic the last time they met; they got along really well!

She spun her eyes: "Ancestor Master, that Ji Anquan from Yanhuang Federation supposedly unearthed his divine profundity long ago, could he be considered a True Saint Seed?"

Zhu Qing's attention had begun to drift, he replied flatly, "The divine profundity is rare indeed, but it also depends on what has been excavated."

He paused, distracted and puzzled, "With jewels before you, why don't you focus on establishing contact with Ji Jingqiu, and concern yourself with rubble?"

An Xuran thought to herself, Ji Jingqiu became the Dao Ancestor, having boundless prospects; would he truly join their Mayfly Palace?

Better to bet on a fallback option.

Since Ji Jingqiu smoothly opened the world and engraved his True Dao Meaning into the underlying rules of the Great Universe, Zhu Qing's attention shifted to another battlefield.

In fact, from the very beginning, his primary focus was always on the Burial Sea battlefield.

Not just him, All Saints constantly divided their attention, leaving no place behind.

Ripples began to rise in Zhu Qing's eyes, his expression growing increasingly serious and grave.

This realm's depths were indeed profound, just as the Palace Master had described.

In some sense, a realm targeted by both Bitter Sea and Nether Sea could hardly be of simple nature.

"Burial Sea..." Zhu Qing whispered.

Every realm, more or less, has a Forbidden Land like Burial Sea, and their Mayfly Palace's realm was no exception.

However, Burial Sea harbors a transcender's "remnants," or perhaps...

With Zhu Qing's insight, he didn't dare insure fully seeing through the essence of this opponent.

He even suspected the opponent's true form or peak might be one of the genuine Great Freedom Seekers!

This realm...

When Zhu Qing's gaze landed on the battlefield, his eyelids gently twitched.

The transcender remnant's "big entity" strength clearly surpassed the True Saint scope, yet the strong practitioners from this realm met the challenge without being outmatched.

Especially the leader of the Holy King Lineage.

Previously, they had discovered that this figure was reputed as the foremost of this realm.

Nonetheless, since returning, this person had yet to act, making his strength difficult to gauge.

And now...

This return, Zhu Qing decided to persuade the Palace Master to temporarily abandon the notion of exploring this realm.

...

The Time River traversed Heaven and Earth, with the Dao Rhyme and energy belonging to timelessness quietly permeating the world, supporting it to ensure this pinnacle-level war wouldn't plunge the surrounding worlds back into chaos, repeating Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water.

Bang!

Like a dam breach in the Star Sea, the brilliance of the Heavenly Divine Light was boundless, sacred, and vast.

The Saint's attacks were relatively simple and concise.

The Heavenly Divine Light evolves to its fullest, and the majestic spectacle that accompanies it is both sacred and awe-inspiring.

Endless rules and textures of the Dao emerge behind him as if he were the tangible bearer of the Tao. Even a simple punch is accompanied by the endless ripples of Dao texture, like stirring the Dao Sea, unleashing waves, drowning the boundless Grand World!

Opposite him stands a figure draped in tattered armor, shrouded entirely in the light of Dao, even the Saints cannot discern his true form.

The only thing visible is his pair of eyes.

Even when confronted with the full force of the Saint King's barrier, those cosmic deep space-like eyes remain profound and serene, without the slightest ripple.

The two stand within the Time River, like great stones in a rushing stream, unshaken by the flowing waters.

Each movement they make sends huge splashes, causing tremendous impacts at different time points.

"Who are you?"

The Saint asked in a deep voice, staring at the "big entity" hidden within the Burial Sea, with sacred Dao Patterns spreading from his eyes, attempting to penetrate the essence and current state of the opponent.

The opponent's body is infinitely vast, with fragments of old historical moments constantly emerging, as if he integrates countless epochs, bearing endless civilizations.

The Saint once thought these were the remnants of worlds within the Burial Sea, all absorbed by this person.

But he quickly overturned this hypothesis.

Because within the countless bubble-like scenes he witnessed, there were many things unfamiliar to him — civilizations, epochal events.

Including battles among saints; cycles of life and death within realms; the wars of suspected transcenders, whose aftermath extinguished stars in an entire realm...

Many of the scenes were excessively eerie.

And this person seemed capable of utilizing the powers within these time fragments.

At this moment, he suppressed him, yet made no further move, instead retreating, using the Time River to sever the distance between them, stopping his pursuit.

The Saint's gaze sharpened, noticing the opponent's "small move," his eyes cold.

This battle, even if he himself suffers severe injuries, he will not easily let this person go, for next time, no one knows when he will surface again.

"Cangqing, Xu, Strike!"

A low cry heralded the first move by the Saint, piercing through the blocking Time River Water, opening a path with Heavenly Divine Light, pursuing the opponent into the depths.

Not far away.

Cangqing and the Void Emperor locked brows, hesitated not, swiftly entered the river waters.

Soon, they discovered the end of this path leads to the Burial Sea!

After a brief hesitation, the two did not waver, they stepped into it.

[Daluo Heaven] carried part of their foundation of enlightenment, even deep within Burial Sea, they could rely on it to find their way out, unlike Bi Hai in former years, getting lost forever.

The Void Emperor was the first to catch up with the Saint King, witnessing the latter standing immovably ahead, looking forward, suddenly revealing a look of shock:

"This is..."

...

...

The Four Guardian Stars.

Or rather... the former Four Guardian Stars.

Once towering into the sky, and the White Jade City forged with special alloy, now appears like it has weathered tens of thousands, even millions of years, corroded shapeless.

The seawater submerged a layer of the surface, clear and see-through, transparent almost to the point of being unlike water. There is no wind here, even air no longer flows, with only the tide sounds enveloping everything.

Above, a dozen brilliant suns spanned across the heavens and earth, all manifestations of supreme Dao Pattern, glaring and splendid, like extensions of the Dharma Realm Dao Sea, sacred and heavy, suppressing the tides below.

With the Bitter Sea's intrusion, the concept of time and space here was obliterated.

Sitting among the True Saints, Dao Ancestor Mu Shitian, slightly opened his eyes, seemed to perceive changes in the mysterious realm.

Hands clasped together, he chanted a Buddhist hymn, addressing Wuzhou nearby:

"Wuzhou, Taoist Friend, this round I have won again."

Not far away, Wuzhou, barely standing against Dream God Hela's genuine presence, spoke plainly:

"This indeed exceeded my expectations, in such matters, you and yours always seem to surpass what I anticipate. According to the wager, what do you wish me to do?"

Mu Shitian was evidently well prepared: "Please, Taoist Friend, sever another portion of True Spirit, to protect my inadequate disciple once more."

Wuzhou sneered: "Mu, are you aiming to gradually 'partition' me completely? You're not truly afraid I'll devour your disciple entirely while protecting him. Besides, why do I feel like you seem to have weakened?"

Mu Shitian smiled silently.

He closed his eyes once more.

Feeling his last Dao Fruit completely stripped, a sense of profound relief in his heart, known to none.

In his heart, he murmured:

To possess such a heart, one must attest to such fruit.