Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1082 386: If I Am Not the Dao Ancestor, Who Will Be?

"It seems there is no difference."

"All you need to know is that the path Junior Brother No Heaven has pioneered is a route directly pointing to the Saintly Dao!"

This person, at the mont, appeared extraordinarily delighted, laughing heartily:

"With Junior Brother No Heaven around, I can return and peacefully enter seclusion, striving for the ultimate Heavenly Venerable Dao!"

The crowd was shaken in their hearts.

The path to the Saintly Dao that Wu Yu spoke of was, after all, secondary.

After all, Uncle Master No Heaven already carried the Dao Fruit inheritance of [Xing Wuji].

Yet Wu Yu, being the foremost person in the Heavenly King First Realm at Heavenly Saint Lake today, held strategic significance surpassing even that of a Heavenly Venerable during the ongoing bloodshed.

If he were to begin striving for Heavenly Venerable, it would only prove that Heavenly Saint Lake had "soone to succeed" in the Heavenly King First Realm.

And who is it?

The answer seed self-evident.

But the issue is...

Uncle Master No Heaven had only just broken through to the Heavenly King!

"All phenona are guests, and Heaven and Earth are the lodgings."

Wu Yu softly chanted, cupping his fists and congratulating Daoist No Heaven who had concluded his breakthrough, saying,

"Junior Brother No Heaven, congratulations, today you finally beco one of us!"

Just at that mont, No Heaven opened his eyes, devoid of joy or sorrow, looking up at the heavens.

Under the grace of Opening the World, he surprisingly shattered the limitations of the True Self, surpassing the main body to first step into the Heavenly King, verified by [All Phenona Return to One] and attaining the [End of All Phenona].

And the road he achieved, just happened to be the opposite of that of the main body, perfectly serving as a corroboration for the main body.

...

In the starry sky where Ji Jingqiu resided, many Heavenly Kings wandering in the Great Universe were converging in this direction.

The vast majority of them had no idea what this signaled, only assuming that so bizarre treasure was erging.

Only a few, who had received a ssage from the True Saint Ancestor, whose true form did not attend the Saint King's invitation, rushed at the first mont to the coordinates provided by the Ancestor Master, carrying special missions.

And when they arrived at the designated coordinates.

They suddenly witnessed a heart-stirring scene.

In the depths of the starry sky ahead, a figure sat in ditation, seemingly ordinary, no different from the stones commonly seen by the roadside.

Yet on the spiritual level, they were already subrged by the brilliant waves of spiritual light.

In a state of dreamy bewildernt, they faintly saw a towering Divine Tree connecting heaven and earth, with lush branches and leaves, radiant with suns and moons traversing through it, a figure akin to a True Dragon draped in rosy light, coiling up and down.

That unremarkable figure sat in ditation beneath the Divine Tree.

Under the shade of the Divine Tree, he seed as small as a mustard seed.

But under the myriad beams of light from the coexistence of sun and moon, he appeared as grand and supre as all heavens.

The ancient galactic systems seed to condense, transforming into all kinds of bizarre scenes floating around him, with the Chaos of Heaven and Earth Creation surging, embracing him at the center.

Such a magnificent scene, such a Dao, transford into a palpable pressure reaching the depths of the heart, causing all the Heavenly Kings to feel suffocated.

Many of the Heavenly Kings, originally carrying a mission, were moved, feeling that there was fundantally no chance to act.

This place had beco a Pure Land World.

In the Pure Land, this ditating being, calm as a rock, seed to have beco the eternal "One".

The Life Essence Qi between heaven and earth, like rivers rging into the sea, ca from the void, pouring into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The leaves of the Bodhi Tree behind him swayed, like pages of scriptures turning, with scriptures resonating, invoking echoes of Zen.

At this mont, he seed to have sat for hundreds and thousands of years, imrsed in the reincarnation of a hundred lifetis, while the scriptures echoed for ages, rendering his temperant peaceful and transcendent.

This deanor was truly breathtaking.

Between Heaven and Earth.

The sighs of Saints echoed, ordering disciples to return swiftly.

At an unknown ti.

Under the Bodhi Tree, with its leaves rustling.

The figure, calm as a rock, opened his eyes, with a Heart Moon illuminating boundlessly between his brows, softly murmuring:

"I do not know where all the paths co from, I only know..."

"My path is first!"