Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 353 - 173: Slaying the Divine Son

"Join forces! This guy is tricky!"

West Emperor was panting heavily, his face sickly flushed, and parts of his ntal world were already shattered.

The defeat in the clash of spirit secret skills would not harm the foundation, but if it involved the ntal world, the backlash would be extrely severe.

He had been overconfident, relying on his race's unique ntal talent, intending to severely damage Ji Jingqiu's ntal world with the royal family's secret technique.

As for the result, it was not just a re stumble, but rather a head-on collision against steel, resulting in bloodied wounds!

This is also the downside of ntal confrontation; victory or defeat can happen in an instant.

His current injuries are much more severe than Yue Wukong's!

His combat power is only about sixty to seventy percent of his peak.

Although Yue Wukong's posture was sowhat humiliating earlier, his Black Sun Battle Body was tough, and the core was not injured. With his recovery speed, it would not affect his combat power too much.

Yue Wukong said in a muffled voice: "Take action!"

The humiliation of being forced to kneel on one knee by Ji Jingqiu's sword made him uncontrollably furious, having never suffered such a humiliation in his life, no longer caring about whether teaming up was dishonorable.

The two joined forces to attack, but Ji Jingqiu remained calm and unafraid; from the previous battle, he had already tested the strength of these two.

He raised his long sword, like a breeze passing by, and his figure already moved forward to et them, the blade falling almost silently.

Yue Wukong's hairs bristled; this sword was not as powerful as before, but in terms of finesse and timing, it surpassed the previous.

In an instant, the three exchanged hundreds of moves, Ji Jingqiu with his long sword, overpowering Yue Wukong, forcing him to let go, and also contending with West Emperor on the ntal level.

Another horizontal slash, Yue Wukong grunted, retreating dozens of ters, no longer furious but filled with calm.

"Damn, I can't hold on anymore, think of sothing quick!" Yue Wukong urgently transmitted his voice.

West Emperor's complexion beca increasingly pale, his gaze deep, his strength had dwindled to half in this mont, and the injuries worsened as he contested with Ji Jingqiu on a ntal level.

The two couldn't defeat this opponent together; instead, the battle beca a net that trapped them, leaving them in a dilemma whether to advance or retreat!

If this dragged on, either they graciously concede, withdraw from the half-plane, or both would be slain by Ji Jingqiu like a frog boiled in slowly heated water!

West Emperor's gaze swept around, suddenly stopping on a group of Federation Martial Artists, his gaze sharpening as he found a breakthrough.

"Friends from the Federation, the incident just now was a misunderstanding. You have fully demonstrated your strength, earning our respect!"

West Emperor actively transmitted a softened ssage; continuing the fight would cost them the opportunity to compete for the Divine Temple.

"As compared to us, I think you should be more interested in Wan Shensan from the Four Gods Temples. He is currently leading an attack on your Federation martial artists in the nearby mountains!"

The long sword slightly paused.

Then another horizontal slash swept Yue Wukong away again.

"Which direction?" Ji Jingqiu asked.

West Emperor actively pointed out the direction, sidestepping: "That way, please be cautious, Wan Shensan is an official Divine Son, one of the Divine Chosen of the Four Gods, not comparable in strength to Wan Shan."

Ji Jingqiu gave him a look, his gaze aning clear—how does that compare to you?

West Emperor gave an awkward laugh.

Ji Jingqiu looked in the direction pointed by West Emperor, his pupils flickered with nurous Dharma runes, understanding dawning in his heart.

So he, too, had a talent similar to the Demon Eye clan!

No wonder he hit a snag!

Ji Jingqiu saw the battlefield tens of kiloters away, slightly furrowing his brow, sheathed his sword, and leapt into the air, flying off.

This battle was not urgent; he had figured out their tactics, and there was plenty of ti.

"I, how do I feel..." Yue Wukong watching Ji Jingqiu's receding figure, finally relaxed, his complexion numb, "that this guy's slashing is getting fiercer?!"

"He's sharpening his sword on us!" West Emperor whispered gloomily, "His sword skill mastery hasn't yet touched the Origin. In their Federation terms, he hasn't reached Godseeing; he was using us as whetstones to refine his sword skill!"

"He hasn't touched the limit of his current realm?!" Yue Wukong exclaid in shock, "Isn't Sealing King Peak the combat limit of the True Seed Realm in the Great Universe?"

West Emperor's gaze deepened, whispering, "We follow a lineage system; in this realm, there's almost no room for improvent unless we surpass our ancestors, but Federation Martial Arts...they have no lower limit, and theoretically, no upper limit."

"Has there been any related records before?" Yue Wukong's pupils shrank, he breathes hurriedly.

"No." West Emperor shook his head.

Although the Federation had almost no "interactions" externally, like in secret environnts like the Po Suo Half-plane or from intel from Luofeng Ancient Country, the Federation has never had warriors above the King-sealing level in the True Seed Realm.

"So what the hell are you talking about?" Yue Wukong said irritably.

West Emperor sighed, "Is your brain also full of blood and Qi? The absence before is because nobody reached it, not because the system is limited! But ours is purely system-limited!"

"...What did you just tell him?"

"He asked right when he first t if you were from the Four Gods Temples, so I just told him that Wan Shensan of the Four Gods Temples is currently leading a hunt against Federation martial artists not far away."

Hearing this, Yue Wukong frowned but soon relaxed.

A friend doesn't let another friend die.

Yue Wukong said, "Wan Shensan... the third Divine Son of the Four Gods Temples, his strength is even above mine, and his mastery of Divine Arts is very tricky."

West Emperor said solemnly, "We've already been wounded, our strength diminished, and it's difficult to recover in a short ti, so we can only hope that they inflict mutual damage on each other; otherwise, in the subsequent Divine Temple inheritance competition, we'll completely lose all hope..."