Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1280 - 453: I Am the World Venerable (Part 2)

The old man shook his head and said, "Since you can't defeat me, why bother with unnecessary actions? Young people today are indeed growing stronger, which is good. The Dao should prosper."

These words made Ji Jingqiu glance at him.

Meanwhile.

The Sword Master secretly conveyed to his companions, "The power this person wields is akin to that of the Inverted Mountain. We should either join forces to capture him and question his origins or attempt to recruit him."

The old man countered, "Can the three of us definitely capture him if we join forces? His Dao Power is extraordinary and he can escape from our encirclement at any moment. As for what follows? Well, we will be on edge, constantly guarding against his attack from some corner."

The young Ancestor Master stepped forward and said solemnly, "I'll exchange a few moves with you. If you can suppress me, solely on this Returning to Truth Road, we three will acknowledge you as the leader."

The Sword Master praised in his heart, a perfect escalation!

As the young Ancestor Master stepped out, traces of Chaotic Heavenly Thunder flowed from his fingertips, like streams sticking to the ground. With a raise of his hand, it was the Supreme Thunder Skill and endless lightning!

This is bad... Ji Jingqiu muttered to himself, feeling like he was about to be forced into an inverted Heavenly Gang. The worst result has arrived.

He sighed inwardly at the impermanence of the world but had no choice but to make a move, though he sheathed his long blade to avoid being too aggressive by accident.

The Sword Master caught sight of this and smirked.

Ji Jingqiu met the challenge with one hand, Infinite Holy Light burst forth, surging, vast and boundless, colliding with the thunder light.

In the eyes of the three, Ji Jingqiu was not daunted by them at all, facing the self-proclaimed 'Yuan' with bare hands, as fists and palms clashed, the thunder and infinite light collided and extinguished, the chilling sound of explosive collision rang out, reminiscent of the birth and death of cosmic galaxies.

Moments later, the young one felt his hands go numb. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The force from the opponent was remarkably intense, exceeding just the simple Second Tier!

Ji Jingqiu did not retract his force, simply refraining from using Divine Skills, fearing an extraordinary performance, while pure Dao Power was easier to control and harmonious.

In the blink of an eye, they exchanged hundreds of moves before Ji Jingqiu managed to press a palm onto the young Ancestor Master's chest, causing him to stagger backward uncontrollably as his chest caved.

The Sword Master snorted coldly, feeling that this guy was holding back.

Yet the youth did not retreat, for he didn't sense the expected power from Ji Jingqiu.

"Are you underestimating me?!" The young Ancestor Master was furious, no longer holding back, as a black hole like the mouth of the abyss manifested behind him, emanating an immortal presence.

Boom!

Endless Dao Runes twisted the Void, transforming this area into a deathly realm, an alarming pull and assimilation force erupted, like the final point of all-devouring, pulling Ji Jingqiu into the abyss-like black hole.

Helpless, Ji Jingqiu had no choice but to unleash his full power; the blood-colored True Realm reappeared, his hand pressed down like a dangling curtain, crushing the patterns of numerous Daos, clenching the black hole in his palm, and extinguishing the celestial abnormality forcefully.

This time, Ji Jingqiu also utilized a Method learned from the "Study Room," rather esoteric, but the young Ancestor Master was immediately aware of it, his expression stupified, almost forgetting to attack as he was swept away by a palm strike.

The Sword Master "thoughtfully" caught Taoist Friend Yuan, noticing the latter's shock, thinking he too was surprised by Ji Jingqiu's prowess and the source of that Power Seed, chuckled and said:

"Looks like we've really encountered a master this time."

The young Ancestor Master brushed off his hand, somewhat absent-minded.

He was sure that was a minor Magic he had left in the palace, one of the research outcomes during idle times.

This left him incredulous, could the descendants of Primordial Palace still have such an outstanding disciple within the same realm, surpassing the master by a head?!

He constructed the Primordial Palace merely to leave an Existence Trace, ensuring his Taoist Inheritance wouldn't perish, allowing a possible return.

Or perhaps… the later Primordial Palace had already been destroyed, with even all his collections plundered by opposing forces?

He remained silent, not revealing Ji Jingqiu's identity, nor transmitting any extra message, simply standing to the side, his gaze calm, quietly observing this possible "rebellious disciple."

The old man beside him wore a grave expression; the battle earlier also verified the Sword Master's statement.

This person indeed possessed power akin to that of the Inverted Mountain, though not identical, it was at least a similar Power Seed.

Could they indeed have misinterpreted?

Not only is this person not from the younger generation, but he might even be an undying old one far older than them?!

Otherwise, how could he invoke the power of that mountain?

The Sword Master privately incited the old man to also go up and experience, reasoning that with his insight and Dao, he might analyze Ji Jingqiu's Dao foundation and origins.

"Who exactly are you?" The old man solemnly asked, ignoring the Sword Master's words.

Ji Jingqiu wasn't yet ready to identify with Ancestor Ning, preferring to leave him in wonder, else they continue fighting and he feared he might accidentally unleash another strike.

He glanced at the Inverted Mountain; the earlier battle had allowed him to sense a familiar fluctuation in the Heaven and Earth.

"Eternal History..."

Ji Jingqiu mused inwardly, recalling the presence within the Burial Sea.

This journey to Returning to Truth might require some assistance.

He composed his Spirit God, looking at the trio, walking over calmly, the Ghostly Mist surrounding him dispersing with each step.

Wherever Ji Jingqiu stepped, the Deceit Fog retreated, causing the pupils of all three to contract once more.