Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1431 506: The Mystery of the God Bestowal, Heavenly

Its divine presence, like an eternal radiant Great Sun towering above the Human World, is so intensely brilliant and domineering that it is difficult to gaze upon, compelling one to lower their head.

In those golden eyes of pure divinity, there exists only a chilling majesty, the purest form of majesty, from which the gazing All Spirits cannot conjure even a sliver of desecration or transgression, only a deep reverent awe etched into their very soul!

With a single glance, the 'image' of this Divine has been branded into their minds, spirits, and Primordial Spirits...

Cultivators practicing the Visualization thod, who condense their own Dao's Divine Intent, are aghast to find the object of their visualization uncontrollably transforming into this God, becoming suprely majestic, no longer a visualization, but an act of worship!

Countless people awoke in terror, and the higher the realm, the more pronounced the effect.

They attempted to use various Secret Techniques to sever the image of the Divine from their hearts, yet all efforts failed.

Whenever that divine silhouette erged within their hearts, it was akin to facing the Dao itself, causing an absolute suppression from the level of life and rules to descend suddenly, making their Primordial Spirits shudder and their Dao Foundation waver, daring not to harbor any thoughts of defiance.

...

Heavenly Court.

A furious roar reverberated across the heavens, laden with overpowering anger:

"Luo Xuan! How dare you! You are crossing the line of the old master!"

In the battlefield surrounded by the Group Stars.

Doumu Yuanjun rely joined their two fingers together, performing a hand seal with calm detachnt, and a grand astrological chart containing the supre principles of the cosmos erged out of thin air, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The Celestial Stars revolved around in operation, with Dao Rhy interwoven among them. Amid the Star Shifting, it ford a Supre Law, carrying with it the formidable divine might of ages, crashing down mightily!

These techniques might not seem extraordinary unless the person performing the Divine Skills could communicate with the Stars of Ten Thousand Realms, drawing upon the imasurable, unstoppable starry powers...

Even those well-prepared, forming alliances of True Saints, felt their scalps tingle and pupils contract upon truly sensing the endless Dao Power contained within it.

The countless stars pressing down were no longer re stars; they were akin to the combined might of millions of Divine Spirits, moving to suppress and annihilate all rebellious subjects!

High above, Elder Xuan stood alone, shouldering the endless starlight to win ti for those below, while furiously chastising Luo Xuan standing behind Doumu Yuanjun not far away.

Elder Xuan's Divine Powers and Daoist Skills were not particularly formidable, but his entire being radiated spiritual light that pierced the sky, adorned with countless Divine Weapons, all personally forged by the Demon Ancestor!

Among these, one even exuded an aura far exceeding the level of a True Saint, remarkably achieving the Transcendence Level.

Sadly, on the side of the Heavenly Court, there were also transcendent-level divine objects holding them at bay.

Above Doumu Yuanjun's head floated a seal, its imperial might vast, its Dao Rhy as deep as a sea.

"Old thing, who do you think you are, ddling in the affairs of us two brothers?!" Luo Xuan sneered cruelly, "I've been tolerating you long enough! Do you really think that just because my brother forged that Magic Artifact for you, you can roam invincible?!"

"Enough."

Doumu Yuanjun's authoritative voice resonated softly, not loud, yet it instantly silenced all other sounds.

Luo Xuan imdiately fell silent, a humble expression on his face, bowing his head and stepping back.

Witnessing this, Elder Xuan's eyes nearly burst in rage, lanting with anguish: "You grovel in such a servile manner, dare you walk the Sea of Realms under the na of Demon Ancestor?! Do you dare to call yourself the 'Invincible'? You have utterly disgraced the old master!"

Luo Xuan chuckled coldly, unmoved by these words.

"You have nowhere to retreat." That commanding voice directly resonated within the mind's core of every True Saint present, shaking their innermost spiritual light hanging high above, "Surrender, or...face death."

Such a thod caused the array of All Saints including Misty to change color all at once.

So of their inherent spiritual light had already been subdued, overwheld by lingering anxiety and despair, their fighting spirit quickly dissipating, forming an intent of subjugation and submission within them.

"Do not let her overpower your Spirit!"

Elder Xuan shouted sternly, the heavy black armor he wore emanating an overwhelming intent to kill, enveloping the crowd, slashing away their fear and despair, while shattering the surrounding constraints.

"Follow and fight our way out!" Elder Xuan bellowed, channeling all his Divine Weapons, especially the transcendence-level heavy armor.

In the realm of Heaven and Earth, a sword light erged, shrouded in the void of death, annihilating all existence as it tore through the galaxy, cutting across myriad skills, directly towards Doumu Yuanjun!

Amid the infinite starlight, Doumu Yuanjun's True Form appeared indefinite, as if separated by endless spaceti.

The sword light, capable of slaying all True Saints, descended rcilessly upon her, yet she remained unmoved, seemingly taking the full brunt of the strike!

Elder Xuan montarily hesitated, never expecting this sword strike to succeed so...easily?

All Saints looked sowhat unsettled—had this sword really succeeded?

This was the Sword Intent left by the Demon Ancestor!

But in a re instant, everyone was horrified to realize that this Heavenly Emperor seed completely unhard!

Doumu Yuanjun, having withstood such a sword directly, was unhard, only speaking with despair-inducing majesty:

"I have seen the Demon Ancestor's sword. Among the living beings of later generations, indeed not all are diocrities."

Everyone was left in dead silence.

Such a full-force strike proved utterly useless?

In this vast Sea of Realms, who could possibly match this Heavenly Emperor?!

Among them, only Luo Xuan saw clearly.

When the sword descended, that vast starlight wavered for a mont, seemingly using the endless starry sky under its dominion, hundreds of billions of stars, to bear the full brunt of this deathly sword strike.

Under this sword, countless stars were indeed annihilated.

Yet before this wielder of the boundless starry sky, it remained insignificant, nothing more than a drop in the ocean!

"Great Dao Ancestor..."

Luo Xuan felt heavy-hearted, realizing that to kill this person, it might take the existence of another Great Dao Ancestor!

"Still not bowing?"

The majestic voice descended from on high, imbued with a power that crushed all remaining resistance in the True Saints.

And at this mont.

Suddenly, a dark stream pierced the void, seemingly extending to the depths of the Heavenly Court, linking to the unique tiline and River of Destiny belonging to the Heavenly Court, finding an anchor point in the past!

Soone seed to stand in past spaceti, at the place Doumu occupied at this mont, indifferently looking down upon All Saints, extending a golden hand seemingly capable of covering the heavens, reaching for Elder Xuan and the others.

Seeing soone about to snatch food from the mouth of a tiger, Doumu Yuanjun's expression instantly turned icy.

"Emperor Yi!"