Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1285 - 455: Pure Radiance Reaches the Void, Silent I

The Sword Master was sharpening his sword with great fervor, while Cang and Ning silently stepped forward from both sides. Figures began appearing in the mist, numbering more than three.

Despite being outnumbered, the trio appeared calm, not only because the World Venerable was behind them, but also because they sensed a strong "naive" energy in the opposing camp, reminiscent of their earliest encounters with the World Venerable.

Clearly, several newcors were thrown in after reaching the Heavenly King Peak, just like the World Venerable once held them in his grasp.

The figures in the fog began to circle around, as the Sword Master and his companions also moved forward, counter-surrounding, with a major battle on the brink of erupting.

Ji Jingqiu, anwhile, stood at the mouth of the stone bridge.

The figure that brushed past him amidst the Dao’s interactions, leaving bloody footprints, seed to have survived a fierce battle, with bloodm,

Perhaps inadvertently stained with blood, whether it was his own or his foe’s.

After crossing the river, this person deliberately destroyed the stone bridge—was it to prevent others from passing?

Then the question arises: was it to stop the latecors from reaching the Other Shore, or to prevent those from the Other Shore from stepping onto This Shore?

Ji Jingqiu stared intently at the figure in the mist, while the figure gazed back at him.

Their eyes t.

Subsequently, Ji Jingqiu took initiative, stepping towards the broken bridge.

The person in the mist confronting the Sword Master trio noticed Ji Jingqiu’s action, and his expression was startled.

"What is he trying to do, forcefully cross the river?"

Monts ago, they used the Divine Weapon as bait, throwing it into the river to see if they could "lure" Ji Jingqiu’s group to touch the river water.

As long as one touches this river’s water, even those as strong as they are would instantly "dissolve," becoming part of the river—a deadly place within this realm of Returning to Truth.

Their plan failed, but the opponent is now actively approaching the river, intending to cross by force!

In a flicker, a blade’s glare leapt up. Everyone’s eyes twitched involuntarily. The blade’s light was frost-like, striking amidst the splashing water flow, its trajectory ingeniously rging with the arc of the stone bridge, sweeping across the sky, remarkably completing the broken stone bridge, causing a sensation among the crowd!

"Who is this person, to be able to complete the stone bridge?!"

"Could it be the master of the Nether Mansion, not Qian Wanqiu or the Void?"

Voices of speculation drifted from the mist.

Cang’s sharp voice declared, "What exactly is this bridge? Let’s not forget each other’s faces. After today’s departure, the true self will surely be recognized. If you acknowledge now, don’t expect leniency later if you show none now!"

A figure in the mist swept his cold eyes over and said:

"You’re Qingming, Taoist Friend? Such a spectacle cannot affect our friendship. When we et outside, my true self remains the sa with you, sitting together, sharing hearts."

"I’ve morized your aura." Cang snorted coldly. The opponent’s words sounded terrifying upon further thought, almost suggesting they were long-ti friends, but who knew if it was just a ploy?

As for being recognized, it was not surprising; he hadn’t concealed himself too much, whether by enemies or acquaintances.

Heaven and Earth roared, violently shaking the blue stone slab road along the river at their feet, with water splashing everywhere, causing figures in the mist to dodge swiftly, wishing not to touch a drop.

The Sword Master trio observed this scene, also avoiding the risk.

Two powerful auras rose nearby, just as two invisible Daos collided in Heaven and Earth, causing the ground to tremble and mountains to shake!

On the other side of the stone bridge, the shadowy and blurred figure emitted an awe-inspiring aura, soaring into the sky.

A trace of immortal divine light pierced through the fog. He opened his eyes, and in an instant, everyone was plunged into a Dao illusion of corpse mountains and seas of blood!

Such phenona shook the hearts of those present.

Even though so of them, their true selves towering in the external world, gaze down upon the rise and fall of the Sea of Realms, they still felt a rare horror, as if an ancient taboo existence had awakened before them.

In an instant, a blood-colored hand erged from the fog, reaching for Ji Jingqiu, as if clutching a universe in its palm, ready to suppress Ji Jingqiu within!

Ji Jingqiu couldn’t help comparing him to the Death Demon.

Apart from being limited by the power level of this Heaven and Earth, in re Dao rhy and killing intent, this one was indeed "higher"!

Boom!

A dazzling blade light erupted. Ji Jingqiu struck once more, the blade’s brilliance vast and resplendent, cascading without restraint!

The blade light swept across everything, the celestial stars exploded, turning to dust in an instant, breaking Ten Thousand Skills with one stroke, severing the blood hand!

The silhouette on the opposite bank remained unmoved, rely raising its gaze.

As if igniting a chain reaction, in the depths of the mist on the opposite bank. One ancient figure after another opened their eyes, their gaze falling upon this spot, causing everyone present either despair or imnse gravity. The re sight was proof of their opponents’ strength and terrifying nature!

"The enemy is not just one individual..."

The Sword Master involuntarily glanced as soone in the mist murmured such words, causing his expression to beco equally solemn.

Across the bridge.

"Even the ants of the abandoned land dare to wield a blade at ?"

An icy, indifferent voice ca from the other side, without a trace of emotion.

The foremost silhouette, terrifying in presence, glared coldly. Even through the mist, it shone brilliantly like the cold light on the edge of a knife. The stance seed as if Immortal Gods gazed down upon the Human World, despite being struck by an ant’s blade and losing a hand.

"What are you, daring to spout nonsense before , putting on airs?"

Ji Jingqiu rebuked, stepping forward along the blade light that completed the stone bridge, boldly attacking, directly taking action.

This scene made the Sword Master and the others’ pupils contract sharply. The Sword Master distinctly heard soone in the mist gasp, clearly shocked by the World Venerable’s actions.