Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1145 - 408: Heavenly King Fifth Layer, When in Rome
The next moment. ๐ง๐โฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ.๐ธโด๐
Jing Qiu no longer let the Void Boat drift on its own but took the initiative to steer it. Suddenly, the vast Dao patterns in the starry sky blossomed brilliantly, accompanied by various wondrous sights that resonated with his Dao, and the Milky Way surged in like flowing clouds from all directions.
Merely advancing, the momentum reached the pinnacle of grandeur.
In response, Jing Qiu appeared very calm. A strong man naturally had to make a show of his presence to avoid being intercepted halfway by those lacking the insight to see clearly.
While progressing, Jing Qiu confirmed that he had indeed been secluded for quite some time, as an aura similar to the Land of Silent Annihilation had begun to permeate this patch of the starry sky.
Throughout the starry sky he traversed, there were also numerous remnants of blood and blood footprints imprinted in the Void, showing that there had been many great battles experienced here.
"The Dao of Silent Annihilation, let my own Dao illuminate the starry sky..."
Jing Qiu whispered, and the Void Boat left a dazzling trail in the dim starry sky, like a meteor streaking across the firmament.
His ostentatious display came with an obvious cost, with even more gazes than before sweeping in from the surrounding Void, locking onto him.
While Jing Qiu's unbridled powerful aura halted their advance, many of the gazes still carried scrutiny and provocation.
Along the way, Jing Qiu saw a spectral woman, whose presence almost went unnoticed by him in his current state.
She stood in the Void like a ghost, silent and still, without causing the slightest ripple, except for the pair of holy white wings behind her, which were incredibly conspicuous.
"Yet another bird person."
Jing Qiu recalled a foe he had quickly dealt with on the way to this Land of Dao.
The woman saw Jing Qiu, and seemed to sense something, momentarily showing icy killing intent, but ultimately suppressing it, ignoring Jing Qiu as he passed her.
But at this moment, Jing Qiu had no intention of "letting it end here."
"Could this woman be of the same race as the one before, and able to sense his death at my hands?"
Jing Qiu muttered to himself, his hand not stopping, raising his hand and using his finger as a blade, lightly sweeping, the finger tip unadorned without a trace of divine power fluctuation, yet it was a return to simplicity, making the woman startled on the spot, her wings behind almost "exploding."
She glared angrily at Jing Qiu, having clearly suppressed her killing intent and not acted, yet he was so unreasonable!
"To show killing intent towards me, take one strike from me without dying, and we can discuss further." Jing Qiu said calmly.
Then, he slightly frowned, as if awakening, inwardly reflecting on himself, lightly sighing:
"It seems the Killing Tribulation has indeed affected my mind."
Despite this, he did not pull back.
In the land of Tao Struggle, not to mention making a move, even killing was just killing.
"You're seeking your own destruction! I was thinking of sparing you for now!" The woman sent out a wave of spiritual communication, quite unkindly.
Endless holy aura descended from the white wings behind her, and in her hands appeared a long sword made entirely of pure spiritual light, pure white and flawless, sacred and brilliant.
Hiss!
A sword swept through the air, its light illuminating the starry sky, directly severing a spiritual domain, forcibly pulling Jing Qiu's mind.
However, the next moment, the finger blade sliced through the starry sky, its light vast, overpowering the Holy Sword Light, spanning the cosmos, silent and unadorned, crushing everything with pure Dao power.
A moment later.
Jing Qiu waved his sleeve, retracting the vast blade light that seemed to cut through the starry sky, and continued to move forward.
Those gazes locked on him from the Void one by one "dimmed," silently withdrawing, fearing to provoke this prominent figure with little patience and a narrow mind.
Noticing this significant shift, Jing Qiu's eyes remained as calm as an ancient well, without saying much.
Wuzhou grinned and said:
"Jing Qiu, this is the prevailing rule in the Sea of Realms, you should learn to adapt."
"Your past temperament was too influenced by Mu Shitian, and too little like He Donghuang. Only just now did you barely exhibit some resemblance to He Donghuang."
