Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1279 - 453: I Am the World Venerable

The two sped through the long street, fiercely battling and entangling within inches of space. For them, this was a long-unseen "street battle."

This realm was indeed extraordinary. The aftershocks of their clash merely shattered the bluestone slabs beneath their feet.

The majority of the aftershocks were swallowed by the ghostly mist, causing minimal damage to the surrounding environment, and the hardness of the surroundings was far from ordinary.

Ji Jingqiu reached out, his five fingers smooth as jade, strong as Vajra, capable of severing all laws, and directly grasped the sword blade, vying for the sword!

The Sword Immortal was enraged. To a Sword Cultivator, the significance of the sword was no less than his own life. Since his true form proved the Tao, no one dared to "insult" him in such a manner!

On the sword blade, accompanied by the piercing roar of the Dao being torn, countless rules suddenly intertwined and spread, covering everything like a web, with all the worlds upon it!

But before he could unleash his strongest truth, Ji Jingqiu's fingers erupted with terrifying power of detention and sealing.

He grabbed the sword blade with bare hands, clanging as sparks flew freely, yet his flesh remained uncut, while the Dao ripples bursting from the blade grew increasingly weak, gradually suppressed.

The Sword Immortal's expression shifted drastically.

Though he had already unleashed the Returning to Truth Domain, free from the restraints of the realm's rules, he found himself trapped again.

Helpless, he could only attempt to retreat.

Meanwhile, this power gave him a sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, he looked up sharply, even forgetting to contest the sword in his hand for a moment.

In his gaze was the distant Inverted Mountain.

"How dare you be distracted while fighting me?" Ji Jingqiu seized fiercely, "You may not be skilled, but your courage is commendable!"

The Immortal Sword flew out of his hand. Ji Jingqiu examined it briefly and found it was at least a Heavenly Venerable Divine Weapon, in a Silent Period, making it difficult to accurately determine its rank.

Ji Jingqiu stowed away the opponent's Immortal Sword with a backhand, pulling out the Green Master for himself.

The man with just the word "Immortal" inhaled a peculiar Dao Rhyme between Heaven and Earth, facing an opponent who didn't fight fair!

"If you have the guts, don't use a blade!"

His expression darkened. He chose not to retreat, continuing to battle Ji Jingqiu, provoking him to lay down his weapon and fight barehanded, to verify certain hypotheses.

The elder and the young man behind had no intention of intervening.

The three of them weren't originally a group, just temporarily allied, sharing the same path for now.

"I misjudged; such a vigorous young junior," the elder murmured, "He isn't steeped in Dao Rhyme, indicating he hasn't been one with the Dao for long. His understanding of the Dao is not outstanding, yet his Daoist career is extraordinary, able to challenge Immortal Weapons barehanded."

The young Ancestor Master frowned, staring at the battlefield, then turned to the distant Inverted Mountain.

Why, at such a critical moment, would the man who calls himself "Sword Master" look toward that majestic Divine Mountain?

Had he sensed something?

"Young people are so unrestrained, truly enviable." The elder suddenly sighed. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The young Ancestor Master refocused on the battlefield, expressionless.

The "unrestrained" in the old one's mouth, referred to Ji Jingqiu not sheathing his long blade under the Sword Master's provocation, instead striking fiercely, the blade light surging ferociously, repeatedly suppressing the Sword Master.

The Sword Master initially intended to repay like with like, challenging Divine Weapons barehanded, seizing Ji Jingqiu's long blade.

But finally, blood splattered, almost losing his entire hand to Ji Jingqiu's strike.

"Again!"

The Sword Master shouted, his form becoming elusive, as if transformed into a mass of unpredictable Sword Qi, in an instant, the imperceptible sword light shot towards Ji Jingqiu.

This Sword Qi, either firm and merciless or fiery and soft, all embodied the Formless, pervading the void in an expanse.

At the same time as the sword light rose, the surrounding ghostly mist dispersed entirely, demonstrating a display of clarity over vast distances while triggering the mist's upheaval.

But the Sword Master paid it no mind, becoming one with the sword, slashing anything in his path, even the origin of time and fate!

The next moment, a serpentine blade light seemed to transcend time.

Simultaneously, the Pure Land around Ji Jingqiu ceased to be sacred, with a rain of blood and all Eight Sufferings contained within, as if morphing from godlike to demonic.

This slash severed the true essence of the Eight Sufferings, striving for crossing in the mundane world.

Puff!

The body that had become Sword Qi reappeared, the Sword Master's expression shifted again, once more suppressed by the opponent's Dao, forced out of his strongest state.

This was supposed to be one of his strongest forms, yet the opponent's methods matched certain forces in this Returning to Truth place, as if negating his Law, his Tao, his everything, returning him to Origin!

Returning to Truth... this is the true essence they pursued!

Sizzle—a spray of golden blood flew wildly, signifying the foundation of the Dao, burning upon the ground's bluestone slabs, issuing a strange corrosive sound.

The Sword Master flew backward, a cut across his chest, flesh torn open, reaching the bone, his expression fierce.

After halting, the Sword Master brushed a hand across his chest, forcibly temporarily closing the wound, solemnly asking, "Who are you really? A seed possessing such power, you can't be a newcomer on the Returning to Truth Road!"

In this battle, not only was he defeated, but utterly crushed, unbelievably so within the same rank, he felt his opponent hadn't even used full power, much was concealed.

Ji Jingqiu had yet to speak.

Suddenly, the young Ancestor Master intervened, "What seed are you talking about?"

The elder chuckled, "Brother Sword Master couldn't win, so now claims others aren't newcomers. That's not a great habit."

"Hmph, if you don't believe, you can challenge him yourselves, weigh his strength!" the Sword Master coldly retorted.