Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1141 - 407: Reverse Flow of Time, One Qi to Three Pu

Ji Jingqiu was surprised and tested, "What’s the situation? Are you shocked by my extraordinary talent and voluntarily protecting my path?"

"Your talent in humor?" Sword Light retorted, then sighed, "The world is like a Bitter Sea, you can’t see it, but in my eyes, all Spirits in this realm are lanting in their downfall, they need liberation."

"The venting of the Killing Tribulation of Heaven and Earth is a kind of liberation for them. I can guess this is also the reason why Chao Ge insists on not perishing; if it ends like this, endless creatures in this realm will beco wandering ghosts, never finding release."

Ji Jingqiu’s expression turned serious.

He had heard similar claims from Hel, but that was a realm swallowed by the Nether Sea, and only Supres would suffer such tribulation, ordinary Spirits would simply die without this kind of "unique encounter."

Thinking about the surging killing intent resonating in his Spirit and ears earlier, Ji Jingqiu couldn’t help but wonder, is the ultimate target of this killing intent all the external Cultivators who invaded this realm, or is it...

Chao Ge?

After a long ti.

Ji Jingqiu’s ntal Realm returned to calm, with Sword Light’s guarantee, that matter beca much easier, solving the worry.

Now.

Ji Jingqiu drifted in the starry sky along a predetermined trajectory, contemplating One Qi to Three Pure Ones, with Heart Demon Luo Ying by his side.

She was suppressing the main body while trying to "assimilate" it; once she completes this step, she gains a certain intangible "great freedom," ceasing to be a Heart Demon, becoming the genuine "Luo Ying."

But this path is extrely difficult; to Luo Ying, isn’t she also a Heart Demon waiting to be eliminated?

She can only hope for the favor of the "Demon Lord."

With nothing else to do, she cautiously observed the "Demon Lord" with her peripheral vision.

The aura of this "Demon Lord," in every mont, quietly and continuously elevated, endlessly, like a deep flowing river.

Truly incomprehensible.

As if he could gain enlightennt at any mont.

From where? The starry sky ahead?

"Luo Ying" imitated the Demon Lord, observing the heavens and earth, yet gained nothing.

To the world, a mustard seed is just a mustard seed, a flower and leaf is just a flower and leaf, but in so people’s eyes, one flower, one leaf contains a whole world, a speck of dust can hold the vicissitudes of the cosmos.

In this vast starry sky, Ji Jingqiu captured traces of Dao belonging to various paths in Heaven and Earth, from which he searched for the traces of the Ti River.

Ti flows endlessly forward, fate exists infinitely.

Theoretically, ti and fate are everywhere, without a reference point; difficult to find its shape.

But this realm is different, many areas are in a state of Silent Annihilation, even the concept of ti does not exist, so Ji Jingqiu uses this as a reference, searching for the traces of ti.

He didn’t know when he’d encounter the top Heavenly Kings of various Transcendence Gates, nor did he know the state of his grandfather’s side.

To avoid running out of ti, he raced against the clock, using the unique environnt of this realm, sparing no effort in elevating himself.

Finally, hard work pays off.

Ji Jingqiu’s eyes burned with intensity as he finally found the ripples of ti flow, yet it still felt like a world apart, untouchable.

But this was the closest he ever got to the Ti River.

He didn’t hesitate, returned to his Inner World, and pulled out the Ten Thousand Ancient Blade, his Qi escalated to its peak, in his strongest form, he struck with full force!

In "Luo Ying’s" eyes, Ji Jingqiu stretched his hand like he was grasping an invisible blade, seemingly absurd and ludicrous, yet the mighty Qi emitted made her hair stand on end.

According to Luo Ying’s mory, this strike might have the power like a Heavenly Monarch wielding Creation Divine Power, but the problem is, in which realm is the Demon Lord currently?!

Subtle ripples, barely visible to the naked eye, appeared around Ji Jingqiu, like countless tiny blade marks, slicing through the Void.

His gaze burned fervently, filled with enthusiasm, as he slowly slashed down with the blade.

Under the invisible blade appeared countless layers of Chains across Heaven and Earth, yet this slash wielded Heaven and Earth without restraint, pulling out an extrely long golden thread.

In front, it was as if nurous Chains were cut by this streak of blade light, free from constraint.

The Ten Thousand Ancient Blade in Ji Jingqiu’s hand shattered into pieces, scattering into countless blade intents not bound by Heaven and Earth Dao, and surged into Ji Jingqiu’s body.

This Ancient Blade, once imbued with the seed of Sword Intent personally left by Marshal He, finally acknowledged Ji Jingqiu’s Sword Skill, no longer an external object, all blade intents fully rged into him, allowing him a glimpse of the high realm of Master He’s Sword Skill years ago.

Indeed high beyond outer heaven!

At this mont, "Luo Ying" was already trembling with fear, even the Sword Light in Inner Heaven glowed brightly, Sword Intent flowing through Heaven and Earth, Sword Light wandering like a Great Sun, reflecting a majestic Sword Dao.

This strike cut through the invisible celestial screen barrier, allowing Ji Jingqiu with the status of a Heavenly King to glimpse the True Form of the Ti River!

With just one glance, Ji Jingqiu could assert—

Wuzhou wasn’t wrong; the Ti River of this realm couldn’t compare to his holand’s and had long been fragnted, lost its integrity, parts of the river had already dried up.

He gazed at the broken great river revealing in the void yet couldn’t hear the roaring sound of river water.

Seeing the Ti River wasn’t enough, he must also check its source.

One Qi to Three Pure Ones, occupying the Ti River.

While the past, future, and present, the hardest part is not the present or future, but the past.

Even if this great river is broken and unrepairable, it’s beyond his ability to Reverse Flow, he can only resort to clever ans.

Under Hel’s guidance, he imagined himself a speck of dust, blooming as a lotus in the river, floating against the current in the Ti River.