Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 1295 - 458: Like a Mayfly Witnessing the Azure Sky (Part 4)
Han Wansheng's heart was aflame; this was a rare opportunity to witness the true visage of all the Ancestor Masters!
He stared intently.
On the scroll—
Was a boundless Void battlefield.
Someone sat cross-legged on the ground, bathed in blood, with a Cross-cutting Sword across his knees, discussing with an elder beside him whether the sword could still be repaired. The elder shook his head, and the man glared at him. In resignation, the elder took out his own money.
Opposite the Broken Sword Holder was a figure with a sword on his back, looking disdainfully at the one with the cross-knee sword.
Beside them, a towering figure sat reverently, lost in thought. His divine body was extraordinary, gleaming and translucent, revealing flesh, muscles, and bones, with the outline of a universe visible in each drop of blood.
On his shoulder stood a petite woman, wearing an old-fashioned Immortal Crown, holding a short sword, with a divine aura. Her attire was like misted rainbow, smiling joyfully, casting a sidelong glance.
Tian Cang looked at the scroll and spoke slowly:
"The one with the cross-knee sword, known as Cang Jian, is the most revered among your senior brothers and Uncle Masters. In the past, he proved transcendence with his technique 'Taiping Universe Slash Foolish', making great achievements in quelling the chaos in the Sea of Realms, and was universally honored as the Taiping Sword Master."
"The elder beside him is the Ancestor Master of the Duobao Pavilion, Duobao Taoist. The Duobao Pavilion remains the top commercial estate in the northern Sea of Realms; none other. They focus solely on business, never engaging in any conflicts among factions."
"And opposite him, the person with the sword on his back, was the Yu Hua Ancestor Master of the Heavenly Cutting Sect. This sect was once a true Transcendence Gate, but later failed to retire and avoid the world, suffering several calamities, and its main lineage has long perished, now occupied by outsiders."
"The one with the 'Heaven and Earth Universe' divine body, along with the Sword Immortal on his shoulder, are the first and second disciples of Qian Wanqiu, the Great Dao Ancestor. Though called disciples, they were actually friends who accompanied him before cultivation. Qian Wanqiu was not present at this battle, but the Supreme Dao Ancestor was."
As his senior brother's gaze shifted, they saw a figure standing at the front, but not the very front.
That person wore a Lotus Crown, with broad sleeves of a Daoist Robe, exuding a vast aura, immaculate and pure, resembling the Void. At this moment, he stood with sleeves folded, eyes closed, and no one dared to approach.
The gazes cast occasionally by everyone were solemn and wary, as if he was not an ally, but a potential adversary.
"This is the 'Venerate of Void,' one of the earliest Great Dao Ancestors in the Sea of Realms!"
Speaking of this person, Tian Cang's tone was low, solemn, and reverent.
Han Wansheng's gaze burned, lingering over the scroll. There were no less than ten figures on the scroll, not just those his senior brother introduced.
And according to his senior brother, they intended to go from This Shore to the Other Shore, to the Returning to Truth place, for exploration.
While the other side could use this place to probe and peek at the foundations of This Shore, they could also reverse this path, open a way forward, and take a look first.
This single glance would be enough for them to decide if they should gather their true bodies together and head for the Other Shore!
His gaze swept across each immense figure on the scroll and finally settled in the deepest part of the scroll, at the forefront of the battlefield.
It was a man in a golden Daoist Robe, standing with a blade in both hands, facing the battlefield, back to everyone else, at the very front.
His countenance was like ripples on water and flickering candlelight, indistinct and unclear.
Yet his divine aura was lofty, akin to the highest divine figure in Heaven and Earth at the time, sheltering everyone behind him.
"Temple Master, who is this?"
Han Wansheng couldn't help but ask.
This person's position was even more forward than that of the legendary [Void], faintly showing a stance of leadership.
It's important to know, those who stand on this scroll are at least Ancestor Masters of their own clans, transcendent figures, who could shelter them at the rear?
Tian Cang also gazed at that figure, remaining silent for a long while.
Until this scroll, akin to the flow of time, seemed to come to an end.
The person at the front seemed to open his eyes, ending his brief rest.
Everyone followed suit, raising their heads, their gazes fiery, expectant, or calm, looking toward the foremost battlefield.
Silence engulfed Heaven and Earth, the sound of a falling pin was audible.
Until that person calmly spoke:
"I will open the path to Heaven; those who wish to follow, keep up."
As his words fell.
The edge of Heaven and Earth suddenly flashed—
A line of blade stretched like the outline of the Other Shore at the end of the Bitter Sea, its light like a stunning image frozen in the Human World, now ascending, cleaving first toward the formless, shapeless, immaculate sky, slicing through the overlapping layers of light and shadow, opening a path to ascend to the heavens!
The journey ends, no delusions remain.
In later years, Han Wansheng looked up, his gaze dreamy.
Just like a tiny mayfly seeing the vast sky.
