Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1182 421: Killing Tribulation and Unity, Turmoil in

Ji Jingqiu's words forced the Heavenly Monarchs to a dead end.

They ca with great fanfare, only to be subdued by one person. Once this news spreads, losing face is the least of their concerns.

"This person possesses Dao Power and, under the blessing of the Killing Tribulation, stands firmly at the Second Tier level."

The middle-aged Taoist nun transmitted her voice,

"And this is even without the blessing of Divine Skills, so his moves are remarkably heavy, far beyond imagination. We have yet to complete the evolution of the Heaven Opening Divine Power, and are not his match."

Qian took over the conversation: "Not only that, the key point is he can also gather the great montum of Heaven and Earth into himself. This battlefield is equivalent to his 'Inner Heaven and Earth.' We Innates are at a disadvantage. I do not recomnd continuing this fight; Ji Jingqiu obviously isn't being swept away by the Killing Tribulation."

"Not fight, kneel and surrender to await death?" Jiang Wanjing said coldly.

"Perhaps we can sit down and have a discussion," Qian said.

"The premise of sitting down for talks is to finish the battle, not to surrender first," Jiang Wanjing impatiently interrupted.

Qing Zhou withdrew his gaze, and solemnly said: "I cannot sense Luo Sheng's fate anymore."

Although everyone had been sowhat prepared, hearing this still delivered a dramatic shock to their hearts.

A Heavenly Monarch of their level... just died like that?

"For this battle, what does your Mayfly Palace say, stepping back?" Jiang Wanjing questioned coldly.

Qing Zhou was silent for a mont, then said: "Seeing no hope for victory, if we fight to the death, who among us will die first?"

With these words, even Jiang Wanjing, who had been insisting on continuing the fight, fell silent.

"Withdraw," the middle-aged Taoist nun said suddenly, "it is the best choice. If we continue this dispute out of stubborn pride, I won't accompany you."

"Are you saying, flee?" Jiang Wanjing asked expressionless.

"Is there a better choice?"

The middle-aged Taoist nun spoke, signaling to the distance.

They privately exchanged through their Primordial Spirit in the blink of an eye, yet in this short ti, an uproar had already occurred among the gathered Heavenly Kings.

So, not bound by conventions, under Ji Jingqiu's suppression, directly went half-kneeling to show submission.

Jiang Wanjing snorted coldly:

"These useless people originally couldn't help at all, they aren't even qualified to interfere in this battle."

"Only pity, Brother Zhang Yuan and others seem to be at another battlefield, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant..."

If the Kings put their lives at stake, even Ji Jingqiu would be troubled—too many ants can bite an elephant, let alone a group of Heavenly Kings.

Just the cost, however, would be unknown as to how many would die during that.

After witnessing Ji Jingqiu individually suppress the Heavenly Monarchs on both sides, expecting them to actively 'send themselves to death' is nothing but a fool's dream.

And his ntion of Brother Zhang Yuan refers to the top-tier Heavenly Monarch who has mastered complete Hongng Divine Power, in a league incomparable to the mark left in the ti mist.

The middle-aged Taoist nun said plainly: "Now it's too late, there are two Tribulation Embryos rushing here to deliver themselves to death, once Killing Tribulation unifies, his power—Zhang Yuan and Tian Yan grade people coming is rely sending themselves to their deaths."

This ti, even Jiang Wanjing had nothing to say, and for a mont, he seed to acquiesce to the suggestion to flee.

"Where to flee?" Kun asked, "Scatter and flee hoping for luck? He will likely kill us one by one."

"Either flee back, or flee deeper into Chaohua Mountain dojo. Seek a place heavily covered in prohibitions, Ji Jingqiu would have to be cautious."

"What about these people?" Qu Chengyang suddenly asked.

They gathered forces and rushed to attack, yet now abandon their people and flee, how would they stand when this spreads, what would the elders in their sect think?

The middle-aged Taoist nun sighed: "If you stay, either you die, or you kneel and surrender, which is no different from fleeing."

Jiang Wanjing said sternly: "This man is swept up in the Killing Tribulation, will go mad sooner or later. These foolish cowards who surrendered will ultimately die by his hands."

Qian suddenly said: "My sister and I will not leave, I'd like to try, to see if we can communicate with Ji Jingqiu, persuade him to suppress the Killing Tribulation."

These words drew strange gazes from everyone present.

The middle-aged Taoist nun was silent, and said: "Very well, we leave it to the two of you to help us buy ti then."

Qu Chengyang hesitated for a mont, thinking since the other saved Junior Brother Ning, perhaps he could leverage this relationship, and find so buffer space?

It's just that the winds have shifted too quickly...

Not long ago, Junior Brother Ning needed shelter under his wings, yet now it has already reversed.

And while he hesitated, the middle-aged Taoist nun, Jiang Wanjing, and Qing Zhou had already dispersed, turning to rush among their respective Heavenly Kings, gathering their junior brothers and sisters with whom relations were good, or subordinates into their Inner Heaven and Earth, fleeing towards deeper in Chaohua Mountain dojo.

Initially, upon seeing three Heavenly Monarchs rushing towards them, the Heavenly Kings were sowhat flustered, assuming they were being dragged into a fight.

But the next mont, they saw the three Heavenly Monarchs without a trace of reluctance rush into the depths of the dojo, apparently abandoning them, utterly shocking.

They did not know whether to be glad that they were not dragged to fight or to be panic-stricken at being left behind.

Within the hearts of individual Heavenly Kings, waves surged as they looked at Ji Jingqiu blocking the ti mist, feeling the awe-inspiring murderous aura emanating from him, chilled to their bones, a chill rising from the tailbone spreading through the spine to the back of the head, mixed with terror and reverence.

The strong are worthy of respect anywhere.

Ji Jingqiu gazed at the fleeing backs of the three, not imdiately pursuing, but let his eyes fall on Qu Chengyang and the Qian Kun siblings, asking:

"Why do even ants cling to life, but Heavenly Monarchs do not know to cherish life?"

The three's expressions turned solemn, what did this phrase an?

Was it that those fleeing were deed not cherishing life, or those choosing to stay?

Qian's gaze fell behind Ji Jingqiu, heart heavily shaken.