Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1130 - 403: Six Character Heavenly Sound, Suppressing the Oncoming Enemy
Jing Qiu casually responded to the question from Brother Sword Light.
To be honest, he didn't care about the man with the bow.
"If he's daring enough to follow, it won't take much effort to kill him."
Jing Qiu's gaze fell forward, to the gathering of Great Dao Scripture, where it seemed like a sunset was flowing, beautiful and captivating.
"It seems I've delayed too long in that previous world and have fallen behind the others."
Jing Qiu mumbled to himself, steering the Tao Boat toward the flowing sunset.
The Sword Light suddenly flickered and said:
"The red mist ahead seems to contain Dao Rhyme at the Realm Dao Sea level? Speed up, it's the best resource for rapidly enhancing Daoist abilities, it can save years of painstaking cultivation. It's a waste for a Heavenly King to use it, and even a True Saint would be tempted."
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Xuanyang put away the longbow, not hesitating to drive the Secret Technique that harms both body and spirit, and sped away countless miles without looking back, fleeing toward the Silent Annihilation of the Great Dao.
Unsure how far he'd run, having already entered the realm of Silent Annihilation, feeling his own Daoist abilities wane, Xuanyang finally stopped, confirming that no one was chasing him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Only at this moment did Xuanyang have time to review the situation, his expression uncertain.
His Secret Technique should be correct, that person, obviously only at the Second Layer Heaven of a Heavenly King, yet with just six Daoist shouts, had forcibly killed the two of Zhao Yang. What kind of monster is this?!
Even the Heavenly Destiny Arrow crafted by his master was shattered in the starry sky.
Before even reaching the peak of a Heavenly King, he'd already touched the Combat Power of a Heavenly Monarch...
Thinking of the scene from just before, Xuanyang felt chills.
Six Heavenly Sounds already had the power to shatter Qian Kun, it's unimaginable how terrifying this person would be if he unleashed his full power.
To the point where he had no thought of rallying his strength to seek trouble with him again.
But thinking of the nine lost Heavenly Destiny Arrows, Xuanyang felt a heart-wrenching pain, unyielding.
"Hmm?!" Xuanyang suddenly changed color, looking ahead, locking onto a figure.
In this place of Silent Annihilation, there was actually someone else?!
Even a Heavenly King couldn't linger long in such a place, not only was Dao Power suppressed, but Daoist abilities constantly eroded.
From the deep sky ahead, emerged an expressionless man.
"...Jingyan?" Xuanyang recognized him, astonished.
He came from another Taoist Inheritance, and had a few interactions with him, considered a gentlemanly acquaintance.
But at this moment, he felt that this person was unprecedentedly... unfamiliar.
As if he was not himself.
Xuanyang's pupils suddenly contracted, guessing the truth, he was about to retreat.
But a terrifying wave of Dao Rhyme rippled out in this land of Silent Annihilation.
"How is it possible?!"
Xuanyang exclaimed in disbelief.
The reason he fled here was because it was a land of Silent Annihilation of Ten Thousand Skills, even the Great Dao was dormant here.
How could this person stir up such a terrifying Dharma?!
He looked back, the figure became incomparably vast, the remnants of stars around him were as insignificant as dust, he seemed to stand apart from the world, looking down at Xuanyang who stood within a painting, raising a hand to easily obliterate him. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Even in this land of dormant Ten Thousand Skills, his every move carried supreme murderous intent, his expression indifferent.
"People from the Outer Realm... must die."
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In the heart of the realm.
Somewhere in the starry sky, a slender figure was surrounded by Thirty-Six Layers of Divine Rings, each flowing with eternal, unfathomable Dao Rhyme.
Under the glow of the Divine Rings, he appeared sacred and transcendent, his entire body radiating such Radiant brilliance that the surrounding Void was suffused with Liu Li-colored halos, as if Heaven and Earth were worshiping a Divine presence.
He stood there, gazing toward distant palatial towers, and like him, many strong individuals nearby were filled with doubts and fears.
They all lingered here, seeking the opportunity to claim the Taoist Inheritance of this place.
"Senior Brother! There's finally a reaction!"
A female voice rang out in delight behind the man,
"Ji Linyuan's Blood Talisman finally reacted, locking onto the coordinates. For so long there was no response, I thought the lineage that boasted for so long died out at the first round of selection."
"Oh?" The man turned, beneath golden lashes, his crimson-gold pupils were majestic and profound, his gaze flickering between bright and dark, as brilliant as a blaze.
"A reaction at last? Where is he?"
"He is..." The woman paused briefly, joyfully, "He's actually coming to our coordinates on his own! Senior Brother, we can lay in wait!"
The man chuckled, about to remind his junior sister that Ji Linyuan wasn't as simple as he appeared, when an anomaly occurred.
In an instant, like a celestial sea storm, an unparalleled divine wave swept from the depths of space!
Figures emerged from the shadows, floating in mid-air, shrouded in Dao Rhyme and Divine Light, like a succession of Supreme Divines descending to resist the tide.
The man's expression grew solemn, pulling his junior sister behind him, he too stood up, blocking the incoming wave of Dao Rhyme.
