Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 575 - 232 Wuwang Mountain, Heartless Sea3
After a mont of silence.
"You young fool!" Soone roared with rage, scolding, as no one had ever dared to mock their dignity so openly!
"Just because you have achieved a little in the Divine Travel Realm, you dare disrespect us?!"
"Cause and effect? I myself am a supre cause and effect!"
"Step forward and kneel, and I’ll spare your life!"
"Emperor Heaven is dood to fall, the power behind you cannot protect you!"
However, Ji Jingqiu had already turned away nonchalantly and continued upwards, leaving only one sentence.
"You are all already old."
That was all he said, flat as if stating a fact.
The sequence of powerful figures behind him could not help but criticize his youthful arrogance, even if they were normally good-tempered.
And no matter how much they "cursed and swore", they could only watch the young man getting farther away on this dazzling little path under his feet.
Leaving them with a lifelong "unforgettable" view of his back.
From beginning to end.
The will of the Ancient Road didn’t intervene directly, just calmly watched as the ancient halberd that had once cleaved countless universes fractured its blade, and the Ancient Mirror reflecting the heavens, gradually lose its "color" being washed away by the Ti River, becoming ordinary, losing all divinity.
In just a few breaths, it cost them tens of millions of years of accumulation.
Through the eons, how many could contend against the Ti River?
Unable to achieve Transcendence, restraining oneself, that is the limit.
It watched Ji Jingqiu’s last retreating figure, with slight ripples arising in its heart.
Those earlier people, regarded as so of the strongest in the Nether Sea, who dared to mock them for being aged in front of them?
...
Ji Jingqiu continued upwards, passing through the Divine tunnel, and finally setting foot on the comforting earth.
He looked around.
In front was a Divine Mountain spanning between Heaven and Earth.
Behind was an endless barren wilderness with not a blade of grass.
At the horizon of the barren wilderness, the sky was a murky gray, partly torn, behind which surged endless waters, mighty and ceaseless, likely the Ti River, with its chaotic mist swirling.
The firmant shattered, heaven also flawed.
Ji Jingqiu suddenly realized, at this mont, he seed to have lost all his strength.
Even the body he had painstakingly refined seed to have reverted to its pre-cultivated state.
He looked down at his palm, tried to clench it, but lacked the usual strength.
Is this truly the Holy Land, Wuwang?
He stepped firmly on the ground, marching forward, after entering here, the mark on the back of his hand representing the so-called First Sequence stopped burning.
The base of the mountain was near, and Ji Jingqiu’s gaze sharpened when he saw many footprints ahead.
Were these left by previous climbers?
On the ground beside him, there were many carvings, most expressing helplessness and confusion, others simply leaving nas.
Ji Jingqiu looked around and recognized so "acquaintances" from the marks.
As expected, Ming Miaoyin and other top ten competitors, so of them had also entered this place.
That is to say, at least the Martial Artists among the top ten had mostly obtained the First Sequence and entered this place.
No wonder the Ancient Road Will said it wasn’t the "first ti".
But no matter who it was, they all ended up stopping at the foot of the mountain, after exhausting all ans, still unable to climb up, which greatly disappointed and confused them.
The legendary Holy Land, Wuwang Mountain sought by countless powerful beings, they finally got in only to find it unreachable.
This gap felt so profound that many left ssages suggesting it would have been better not to co at all.
Among these ssages, Ji Jingqiu found so interesting content.
[It was worth the trip after all, Wuwang Mountain, Heartless Sea... Hey, as we open up our Inner Heaven and Earth and construct it like the Universe, accommodating All Spirits to thrive, could it be possible, that we too live within the Inner Heaven and Earth of so powerful being?]
Heartless Sea... could that refer to the Spirit Ocean?
Ji Jingqiu pondered.
As for the rest, he ignored, having seen such speculative comnts in his past life.
aningless, even if it were true, what then?
[Alas, the Holy Land has fallen!]
[To climb this mountain, only by entering the supre state can one hope, but if we could enter the supre state, why climb any mountain?]
[The right place, but the wrong ti...]
Ji Jingqiu continued scanning, finding not all predecessors were so pessimistic.
[Since I’m here, I cannot return empty-handed, let’s dig so soil as a souvenir.]
[Hmm, I see a plant growing in the crevice, planning to transplant it back, it might beco Divine dicine once it reaches the outside world!]
[No, this wilderness is barren, haven’t you all scavenged everything? Digging three feet deep, isn’t that too harsh? Be decent and leave sothing for the juniors, right?]
Ji Jingqiu subconsciously looked up, discovering that there was not a blade of grass near the foot of the mountain, and so places even had noticeable signs of digging.
Those who could enter here were either unparalleled geniuses of the Divine Travel Realm or Supre beings, this too...
Too disgraceful!
After roughly scanning the marks on the ground, Ji Jingqiu assured that this world was unique, regardless of how many years had passed, it remained frozen at a certain mont, outside the Ti River.
But as the seniors said, this Holy Land pursued by countless people encountered so kind of accident, making climbing difficult.
Ji Jingqiu sighed.
The mark on his hand urged him to walk towards the mountain, but when he tried to step up, an extrely astonishing gravity pressed down.
Had it been the outer world, he wouldn’t have feared, but once inside here, where his strength vanished, that was troubleso.
Ji Jingqiu walked around at the foot of the mountain, confirming there was no "blind spot", still sowhat unwilling, should he, like the predecessors, dig so soil to take back?
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