Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 481 - 208: A Compassionate Heart, I Am Supreme2

To the very end, as most of the core fanatical devotees of the Four Gods Church fell in battle, and upon witnessing that several Sealing King Peaks they had recruited failed to block a single strike from Ji Jingqiu, the remaining martial artists finally began to flee in defeat.

Ji Jingqiu suddenly halted his footsteps, his gaze shifting towards a tall building.

An imnse murderous intent from atop the high building unreservedly locked onto him, far surpassing any of the surrounding martial artists.

...

On the high platform.

"He’s sowhat capable," the white-haired youth remarked as he watched the distant battlefield, "Youwei, there’s no need to worry. I will help you capture this man. He’s quite strong; it would be a pity to kill him. I suggest you take him as a servant through a contract."

Xuan Youwei’s expression changed, just as he was about to persuade otherwise, the white-haired youth had already begun to step forward.

A few by his side chuckled, "Youwei, there’s no need to panic. Brother Lin, in the True Seed Realm, has already achieved Quasi-taboo status and has undergone seven Transformations in the Divine Travel Realm. He’s reached the latter stages of Divine Travel and has started to ignite his Divine Sense."

Xuan Youwei opened his mouth to speak, yet he didn’t know what to say.

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Ji Jingqiu looked up.

A figure leaped down from high above, standing tall and riding the wind, Qi Force revolving around his body, hands behind his back, and with cold eyes locking onto Ji Jingqiu.

"Friend, you’ve gone too far, best you stay and offer an apology to the Four Gods Church!"

His voice, like thunder, carried the Qi Force for over ten miles through the city, resounding like a thundering dragon rolling away, infused with a strong will of the spirit, like a blazing fire rushing towards the face.

Boom!

As if lightning struck clear from the sky.

The man in mid-air stomped his foot, and a burst of sound from the air surged, like the sound of a great river’s tide flowing through, and even more like muffled thunder, revealing the extraordinary strength of his flesh and bones.

With that stomp, he crossed hundreds of ters, like a towering mountain, hurling his force mightily.

"Kneel before !"

In a long cry, the white-haired youth reached out with a grab and pull, all the atmosphere and Qi winds were captured within his palm winds, resembling the whistling of a Dragon Roar and Tiger Roar, his fist like a mountain collapsing, bringing a tsunami-like force, its presence overwhelming.

rely by this step alone, he shook the spirits of the countless surrounding martial artists, captivating them with the grace and might of his exhibition.

Compared to him, Ji Jingqiu, who walked step by step, chanically drawing his sword to slaughter countless Four Gods Sect devotees, was terrifying and cold-blooded like a butcher but lacked a bit of grace.

Ji Jingqiu’s expression remained calm, holding the hilt of his sword, he drew it and slashed down, silently, without any surging Qi Force, nor visible circulation of Qi Force.

However, the man sensed sothing amiss at close range, his incomplete Divine Sense frantically warning him, and with half a punch thrown, he actually harbored the thought to retreat, as if his intense Martial Intent was extinguished on the spot.

This slash brought with it the notion of all things returning to silence; the blade light swept away all brilliance and smoky air, effortlessly smoothing over the roiling Qi waves that rolled in front of him, silently passing over the man.

The montum of the blade light persisted; after sweeping past the man, it traveled dozens of ters to bisect a ten-plus ter tall building at its waist.

Judged solely on this slash, it already resembled the bearing of Leng Dao facing off against a Supre True Buddha’s avatar in the past.

"Not as good as the one before."

Ji Jingqiu comnted, sheathing his sword to continue forward.

This one was no match for the one he had previously killed with two punches.

That person seed to have reached the end of Divine Travel, and moreover, with an older age. If he guessed right, perhaps it was the young martial artist who descended onto the Ancient Road through a ritual as ntioned by Weber.

The surrounding martial artists watching were all silent, an indescribable chill erging in their hearts.

Just now, the white-haired youth, who appeared so imposing in their eyes, seed like a moth to a fla.

And on the high platform.

The expressions of the Emperor Heaven Alliance mbers stiffened, then turned to disbelief, unable to accept the scene they had just witnessed.

"Who exactly is this person?! How can there still be a Taboo Sequence not under our control!" A female voice exclaid sharply.

Xuan Youwei sighed lightly; indeed, it was him. In the Po Suo Half-plane, one who could bisect a Sealing King Peak with a single slash, Kun Qianzhou, had beco even more fearso after entering the Ancient Road.

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"Ji Jingqiu!!!"

A roar filled with rage ca from deep within Sky Star City, familiar to countless martial artists.

As a figure swept down from the sky to this place.

The surrounding martial artists who were watching turned shocked, recognizing the person who roared in anger as none other than the Four Gods Church’s Kun Qianzhou!

Who was this Ji Jingqiu, to cause such a furious outrage in Kun Qianzhou?

It would seem that tonight’s battle was no accident but stemd from a deep-seated grudge.

Ji Jingqiu followed the sound and recognized the man he had t once by sight alone and had bisected with a single slash.

It was indeed Kun Qianzhou.

Beneath the night sky.

Kun Qianzhou watched from afar, his gaze firmly locked onto Ji Jingqiu.

The slash in the Po Suo Half-plane was like a brand in his spirit, turning into a Heart Demon.

And today, he did not hesitate to erge early from seclusion, just to completely shatter this Heart Demon!

At this mont, without a word, Kun Qianzhou’s clothes fluttered noisily, his aura climbed continuously, an I Am Supre domineering air erging, as if there was no one else in Heaven and Earth but him.

Crack!

The building beneath his feet began to crack, the sound spreading continuously, as if unable to bear the surging Qi Force he emanated.

"Hu—"

A prolonged breath resounded in the silent space.

Kun Qianzhou’s body displayed countless Divine Texts, the light growing more intense, like a golden sun rising from the horizon, brewing a groundbreaking strike.

"Ji Jingqiu!!!"

Another explosive shout.

Kun Qianzhou’s figure vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already above Ji Jingqiu’s head.