Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1240 439: Shattered Transcendence (Part 2)

He had even forgotten when was the last ti he felt such a shocking emotion.

Furthermore, Qinglian's lack of any obstruction made him feel suspicious instead.

Finally.

This blurry light and shadow gradually beca clear, manifesting into a basic outline, while infinitely shrinking and standing tall in the starry sky.

Tian Cang ultimately chose to increase the power projection, seizing the rare opportunity, and the great secrets hidden within the Netherworld rekindled his long-lost curiosity for exploration.

"Ti, destiny, and... Burial Sea?"

"What is this...?!

...

Qinglian's Dao Body Dharma Form manifested in the cosmic starry sky, and individuals like Ji Jingqiu were taken into his sleeve.

From the mont he clashed with the opponent, only a few monts had passed, and the opponent used so inscrutable Daoist skill to freeze himself in a certain ti and space. Even with the Descent of the Heavenly Will of the Great Universe, his True Form could not be found and needed ti to be discovered.

Such ans truly deserved the na of Transcendence.

Qinglian even felt that, given more ti, the opponent might disregard the Heavenly Will of the Great Universe and truly descend into this realm!

Fortunately, this person seed to be rely a Pseudo-Transcender of the Harmonization of One Realm, and even if his True Form descended, his strength would fall back to that of a True Saint...

Speaking of it, how much power can a Pseudo-Transcender descending from the Outer Realm wield?

Pfff!

Bloodlight blood in the starry sky.

The change was astonishing, as the figure standing in the starry sky had blood splashing from his shoulder, penetrated by a dazzling beam from an unknown source, piercing through this external strongman's shoulder.

This sudden scene made even Qinglian's heart skip a beat.

Did this guy provoke sothing in the Burial Sea, or was it He Donghuang, stationed in the Ti River, or the ominous existence suspected in the River of Destiny that He Donghuang ntioned?

The mystery of the Netherworld was sothing even they were extrely fearful of. If this person relied on the realm and power of the Outer Realm, they would certainly suffer major losses.

Soon, Qinglian heard Tian Cang's whispering voice, which wasn't hidden, seemingly intentionally letting him hear it.

"A destined death? Interesting—who dares to write my future, to anchor my death date?"

His shoulder was stained with blood, yet his tone carried no turbulence, and his originally shrunken body expanded, becoming grand and boundless as if he were about to break through the cosmic stars, overlooking a certain Earth Territory.

Even if it's just a projection, Transcendence cannot be deceived. He locked onto the source of the previous light beam, forced a move, his aura overwhelming, and with a raised hand, he struck at the source of the Dao in this realm, carrying supre power, cutting down with one mighty swipe!

But at the next mont, this figure suddenly paused.

Even not far away Qinglian was montarily stunned by the scene unfolding before him.

At an imasurable height in the Heaven and Earth, endless Dao Rhy flowed like a sea of Dao Rhy surging, with countless pillars of light falling, each equivalent to the beam that had pierced through Tian Cang's shoulder.

"The source of the Dao... is this realm another ancient source?" Tian Cang's tone held evident emotional fluctuations, "Who are you, old friend? How can you hide in the Dao Source?"

Dao Source?

Qinglian murmured internally, this Tian Cang Taoist friend still persistently invested power, so fixated, was he?

With a roar, amidst the dense Holy Light, Tian Cang's outline beca increasingly clear, with aura suppressing the starry sky, and the light of the Primordial Spirit illuminating the vast universe, with just the spread aura causing the Star Sea to crumble!

The supre Dao Rhy continued to pour forth from the Outer Realm, seemingly poised for the True Form to descend.

Qinglian appeared serious, could the opponent really descend with his True Form?

A Transcender of the Harmonization of One Realm, what could he truly achieve in the Outer Realm? This might just be a test.

One after another, black lights spread, tearing apart the cosmic starry sky and the Void, all revealing terrifying Dao manifestations, annihilating everything, returning to Chaos!

At this mont, Tian Cang revealed his True Form, no longer a simple projection, having rged with a genuine portion of his Daoist career, standing at the center of Heaven and Earth, an imposing middle-aged man, possessing the deanor to swallow the stars, cold and forceful.

This scene thrilled Fu Dao below, even within the sect, he had never seen the true visage of the Sect Leader, now with the Sect Leader's True Form descending, who in this Great Universe could...

Boom!

Above the Dharma Realm, massive waves erupted from the Dao Sea!

Unexpectedly, Tian Cang stumbled suddenly, retreating, with blood blooming on his shoulder again, hit by an unknown force.

Before he could steady himself, another blade of light descended from the imasurable height, boundless and expansive, with a strange scene playing out within, reflecting a vast sea of light, wherein galaxies were born and extinguished, stars innurable, as if all spirits burst forth from the Sword Intent!

This strike left no injury on Tian Cang but startled him, as the core hidden within the Ti River was discovered!

The silhouette that had already beco clear suddenly turned blurry as though pixelated.

"One and another, all are figures hiding heads while showing tails!" Tian Cang scolded.

Disregarding the wound on his shoulder, even at the risk of shattering this Clone containing a portion of his Daoist career, he was determined to drag out the mastermind, to see the true face of the opponent!

But at this mont, behind Tian Cang, the Heaven and Earth collapsed like it was dissolving, revealing a silhouette that seed to bear countless civilizations, through unending epochs, silently imprinting a hand, causing the Dao Sea to boil suddenly!

An imnse rain of light splattered, extinguishing a large portion of Tian Cang's Primordial Spirit's light.

He was dealt another severe blow, and turning back, he only saw a vague figure far away, the flowing aura terrifying beyond asure, feeling exceptionally familiar to Tian Cang.

It was a wave of the highest level!

A Transcender of the Netherworld?!

Under the shelter of the Sect Leader, Fu Dao's pupils contracted sharply, watching the entire process wide-eyed, with his spirit filled with fear.