Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1261 - 453: Just How Powerful Are Transcenders?2

"Who else could it be?"

"Is the subject Taiyi is observing in the Yanhuang Federation Zhang Tiancheng?"

Wuzhou suddenly frowned and said, "Are you suggesting that Zhang Tiancheng might be connected to the origin of the Netherworld? Could he be that ’Heavenly Creation’?"

Hel sneered, "You should ask Taiyi about that. Isn’t it suspicious how easily he abandoned the Nether Sea?"

Ji Jingqiu listened to the two of them, and a new speculation about Zhang Tiancheng’s origins ford in his mind.

It seems I need to find an opportunity to test him.

Ji Jingqiu casually turned around and found Zhang Tiancheng was also looking at their backs, his eyes calm and unruffled.

Ji Jingqiu smiled. He deliberately changed his appearance, wondering if this person could see through the Heavenly Demon Wuzhou’s secret technique.

As Ji Jingqiu’s figure disappeared at the hall’s entrance.

Zhang Tiancheng, still standing outside the Divine Mountain, gazed deeply.

Earlier, those two young n carried an aura that stirred a soul-deep aversion within him.

Upon careful recall, he realized this aura ca from the Nether Sea.

Of course, they may not have originated from the Nether Sea. It could be that entities born in or having spent a long ti in places like the Yin Spirit Realm or Burial Domain, which had been ravaged and corroded by the Nether Sea, would carry a similar aura.

...

Ji Jingqiu and Qi Tian followed the Sky Wolf into the majestic hall, which revealed a different world, accommodating another Heaven and Earth.

They walked across a cloister beside a vast garden, so imnse one couldn’t see its borders, and even divine beasts could be seen in the distance. Clusters of Immortal Dao Flower Buds nearby were fragrant and vaporous with auspicious energy, utterly refreshing to the eyes.

Crossing the cloister, they t an Ancient Saint who seed to have been waiting for so ti.

"This is Uncle Master Wutian," Sky Wolf introduced.

Before Ji Jingqiu and Qi Tian could speak.

Saint Wutian had already focused on Ji Jingqiu, his gaze suddenly sharp, asking, "Why do you carry the aura of my Primordial Palace’s legacy?"

The atmosphere suddenly cooled and solidified.

Everyone’s gaze in the room followed Wutian’s and fell upon Ji Jingqiu, increasing the pressure on the two of them!

Ji Jingqiu remained composed, slowly saying, "I co from the Desolate Sky and once confronted a realm imprint of that Great One’s Dao."

"Are you referring to the Tao Struggle?" Saint Wutian’s expression revealed surprise before he frowned, "Are you and Little Uncle Master Qin both from the Netherworld? You’re not of the Heavenly Prison Palace."

Ji Jingqiu nodded, "To be frank, your Qin Uncle Master is my elder. I ca seeking Uncle Master’s reincarnation. Earlier explanations were quite complicated, which is why I borrowed the identity of the Heavenly Prison Palace. I hope Sky Wolf will not mind."

With Marshal He and Marshal Mu as his teachers, he could naturally call Marshal Qin, Qin Tianfeng, Uncle Master.

Sky Wolf’s gaze was peculiar, probably because they weren’t entirely clear about Little Uncle Master’s situation and couldn’t determine if he was friend or foe?

Saint Wutian naturally noticed this too but didn’t mind, smiling warmly, dispelling the previously icy atmosphere:

"Well, then, you’re practically family."

Qi Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Jingqiu temporarily put aside the worst-case scenario.

This person had only locked onto him earlier, making his spirit uncontrollably waver, with a sense of impending death creeping upon him.

A True Saint is indeed insurmountable...

As for the result of the Dao Struggle, Wutian hadn’t asked.

There was no need to ask further; aside from those few, who could defeat their Ancestor Master when young?

Sky Wolf understood why Senior Brother Wutian’s attitude changed completely.

The Primordial Palace, following the Ancestor’s command, remained hidden for long, only managing subordinate worlds in the All Heavens World, rarely engaging in conflicts in the Sea of Realms, and its influence range was shrinking. From this generation of disciples, leaving aside Heavenly Monarchs, even absolute peak Heavenly Kings are sparse.

Of course, with the status of the Primordial Palace, even without the Ancestor’s return, those current Transcendence Gates wouldn’t dare provoke them.

And once the Ancestral Master returns, the heroes of the world would all co under his command, not re words.

To these true Transcendence Gates, the number and excellence of disciples are actually of little significance.

Because no matter how excellent, they can’t surpass the Ancestor Master!

It’s just that when eting with various allied families, they couldn’t appear too scanty, greeting the Ancestor with disregard.

"Little Uncle Master is about to erge, and two young friends should co with to greet him," Saint Wutian said.

Ji Jingqiu naturally had no reason to refuse, as the other party also wished to verify his identity.

Saint Wutian waved his sleeve, ti and space rotated, and they found themselves in front of another giant palace.

Before Wutian could speak, the elderly gatekeeper said flatly, "Uncle Master already knows, let the Ji enter, and others wait outside."

Saint Wutian lightly coughed and kindly said, "This is my Primordial Palace’s Senior Brother Luo, also the Guardian of Little Uncle Master. Friend Ji, since Uncle Master wants to see you, please proceed alone."

Seeing Ji Jingqiu’s identity confird, Saint Wutian’s attitude grew even more friendly.

Ji Jingqiu glanced at Qi Tian, then voluntarily stepped forward and under the elder’s watchful eyes, crossed through the door that opened silently.

"Friend Qi Tian is also from the Netherworld?" Saint Wutian asked with interest.

Wasn’t that Little Uncle Master’s holand a chaotic place, without even a Realm Master, yet it produced two Heavenly Monarchs simultaneously; it indeed seed to be a treasure land of feng shui.

Qi Tian replied, "I hail from the Yin Spirit Realm."

"Yin Spirit Realm?" Saint Wutian paused, recalling this na, pondering, "Was this not the Yin Spirit Realm that was previously devoured and assimilated by the Nether Sea?"

"Indeed, I hope to use your channels to contact the elders within the realm," Qi Tian cupped his hands.