Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1290 - 457: This Is the Past World Venerable
The dazzling Dao light blossomed, seemingly splitting Heaven and Earth in half. An elder who called himself Mo slashed down with one hand, as if opening the heavens, severing not only the Void but also the Dharma of the Dao.
The land before him seemed like the descent of the End of Dharma, extinguishing all Dao rules, becoming a thoroughly extraordinary True Void zone, imprisoning Ji Jingqiu within it.
Feeling this technique and divine skill, akin to a prison, Ji Jingqiu felt heavy-hearted. Indeed, it is of the Ancestor Master level; such techniques and divine skills had never been seen before.
With a single step, Ji Jingqiu flipped Heaven and Earth, Heart Moon radiated brilliance, Infinite Wisdom Light illuminated the world, Divine Light surged like waves crashing on the shore, filling this True Void zone like a vast ocean.
In a world without the law, he himself was the Dharma of the Dao!
Ji Jingqiu pushed forward with a palm, creating a world with a single thought, endlessly layered. The destructive force underneath his palm shattered Heaven and Earth, pushing everything aside!
In Mo's eyes, the entire world seemed to crush toward him, prompting a soft sigh.
It's unclear whether the World Venerable had a special control over this Returning to Truth Land or whether he could transform every place he stood into his own Pure Land Domain, suppressing all enemies with the power of Heaven and Earth...
Ji Jingqiu pushed a palm forward, the lines in his palm subtly aligned with the latitude and longitude of Heaven and Earth, the Dao power was unmatched. Even those behind him witnessed this and couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, feeling complex emotions.
The Dao power under this palm not only broke through the Third Tier threshold but perhaps had already approached the pinnacle of the Third Tier!
Ji Jingqiu's palm pierced through the Dao's True Void, directly impacting Mo's body. The absolute Dao power crushed, leaving him almost no chance to recover before it erupted completely.
Moreover, as Mo wished, Ji Jingqiu did not hold back; a blood-colored True Realm unfolded completely, making him seem like standing under a rain of blood in Heaven and Earth, overlooking eternity like a Demon God. Within the True Realm's range, all of Mo's powers were suppressed and the Dao Rhyme was worn away.
Before this clone perished, Mo loudly proclaimed:
"World Venerable Brother, today's battle was a defeat of my clone, not my true self. I look forward to meeting you at the end of Returning to Truth, you and I in a battle of true bodies!"
Ji Jingqiu nodded, personally sending Mo off.
Afterwards, Ji Jingqiu and the ones who chose to follow him, Sword Master, Cang, Ning, and Yu Hua, set foot on the stone bridge to investigate the Other Shore.
The disciples of Yu Hua and Mo carried with them the parts of their memories they had severed and embarked on their return journey.
On their way back, their disciples encountered some figures of Ancestor Master level who were also on the path of Returning to Truth, as well as disciples from various families like themselves.
As earlier instructed by Ji Jingqiu and the others, they concealed the existence of the World Venerable, merely saying someone had rebuilt the stone bridge, but the road to the Other Shore was exceedingly dangerous, so they should proceed with caution...
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"Hmm, another clone has fallen. What happened that even the memories couldn't be sent back? I wonder how Qingzhou and the others are..."
An elder furrowed his brows tight, gazing at the mysterious portal before him.
Logically, it shouldn't be the case. He had explored several times before, figuring out the rules inside. Even if he encountered other Returning to Truth practitioners, it shouldn't result in a fight to the death.
Otherwise, why would he bring his disciples into it?
"Master, have you failed again? When Jiuzhou breaks through to the Heavenly King, I'll help you look inside."
The elder, with the Taoist name Wuque, looked down in surprise. The youth at his feet clenched his fists tightly, speaking earnestly.
He couldn't help but be speechless, stroking the boy's head, and sighed:
"I'm worried about your senior brothers and sisters. I've almost explored this Returning to Truth Road, and it's just the opposite shore. This time, I merely brought your senior brothers and sisters to take a look, thinking there wouldn't be any risk, but who would have known..."
Wuque paused abruptly, looking toward the portal.
Qingzhou and the others aren't dead yet!
He quickly severed another clone, entering the portal for support, but was met with a barrier, as if this world no longer accepted him.
He could only wait desperately for several disciples to return safely. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Fortunately, after more than a dozen days, his disciples returned safely, with only one lost, although it was heart-wrenching, it was the best result.
"Master! We brought back your memory!"
The leading big disciple, Taoist Wulou, said solemnly. After handing the memory to the master, Mu Jiuzhou quietly grabbed the hem of the senior brother's clothes:
"Senior brother, where's the seventh sister?"
True Man Wulou's face was heavy, gently stroking Mu Jiuzhou's hair, shaking his head slightly.
The precocious youth instantly guessed the answer, lowering his head in dejection. Seventh Sister always treated him the best. He sniffled, asking:
"Senior brother, was it the one who killed master's clone who killed Seventh Sister?"
If that's the case, he might not have hopes for revenge in this lifetime; those capable of defeating an Ancestor are only other Ancestors.
True Man Wulou's eyes turned cold:
"No, it happened on our way back. Someone ambushed us! Bearing important memories of the master, we couldn't afford entanglement. Seventh Junior Sister sacrificed herself to hold them off for us!"
"Although the opponent concealed their true aura and magical Dao, I recognized one among them, the Heavenly Tribulation from the Heavenly Prison Palace!"
Heavenly Prison Palace... Mu Jiuzhou engraved this name into his heart forever.
At this moment.
After processing the memories, Wuque opened his eyes, deep and profound, murmuring to himself:
"World Venerable..."
"To think there's such a powerful being in this world, capable of easily defeating my clones in the Heavenly King Domain, even if not their true self, they possess eighty percent of the power. Even if confronted with their true self..."
It's still a scenario where we are crushed by the opponent.
Wuque's eyes showed grave concern. The importance of this figure is simply unimaginable.
A hundred eras of slumber, and connections with the Other Shore...
"World Venerable."
Wuque repeated this title in his heart again and again.
