Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

Chapter 821 - 303: World Venerable Lineage, End of Tribulation as Sovereign

Ji Jingqiu stood in the Inner World, reaching out to lightly touch the small Bodhi Tree.The divine nature of the Bodhi Tree stems from it being part of the Dao Fruit.

"In the lineage of the World Venerable, the End of Tribulation reigns supreme." Ji Jingqiu suddenly said in a low voice, "In the past, Master Mu... originally had the potential to succeed."

Hel’s eyes were deep, and some of her inner suspicions were confirmed.

She mockingly laughed, "You believe what he said?"

Ji Jingqiu murmured, "Master Mu only needed to watch the Bitter Sea’s upheaval, wait for this world to usher in Infinite Tribulations, and then make a Great Vow. He could then harmonize with the Dao during the End of Tribulation and achieve a Perfect Reincarnation, stepping into the Transcendence Realm in one go."

Hel fell into silence.

She had personally experienced the so-called End of Tribulation and knew very well what it meant —

The Dao extinguishes, immortals and Buddhas cannot survive, all things return to chaos. Even those like them, incomplete in transcendence, find it hard to escape reckoning, ultimately only managing to take the citizens of the Divine Country away from their homeland, losing the dependence of the Dao Fruit, becoming the Landless People.

She did not ask for reasons, as it was indeed something Mu Shitian, who tried to bear the weight of the Bitter Sea, could do.

It was nothing more than divine love for humanity, or perhaps...

"Buddha’s compassion."

Ji Jingqiu murmured, Marshal Mu’s reincarnation body still exists, perhaps suppressing the Eye of the Sea of Suffering, which is one reason why his Fire House Buddha Hell Visualization Map Dao Fruit is incomplete.

"Did he pave a new path for you, or are you planning to continue down his old path?" Hel suddenly asked.

In her view, the End of Tribulation in this world was destined to arrive, it was only a matter of time.

Ji Jingqiu only needed to follow the steps, reach the Eight Realms before the descent of the End of Tribulation, and there was hope to step into heaven!

Ji Jingqiu said nothing.

This road, to reach the end, means the world will usher in the End of Tribulation. In the past, Marshal Mu realized this, and could not bear the suffering of the world, choosing to stop, ultimately causing the Dao to backfire, perishing with the extinguishing of his Dao.

"I am different from Master Mu." Ji Jingqiu said, "Under Master He’s guidance, I have long embarked on a brand new Dao path."

"Moreover..."

"Master Mu didn’t even leave me the old path!"

Perhaps, this is why neither Master He nor Master Mu ever left him a complete root skill.

The path of predecessors had reached its end.

Just like the recent Illusion Dao Fruit of Xing Wuji, it needed new empowerment and completion.

Thinking of this, Ji Jingqiu looked up, casting his gaze on the Illusion Dao Fruit hanging near the crown of the Bodhi Tree.

Hel remained silent for a long time, the "truth" Ji Jingqiu glimpsed today stirred even her heart.

"What do you plan to do next?"

Ji Jingqiu calmly said:

"Nothing more than continue cultivating."

"It’s time for a breakthrough to Heavenly Person."

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East Three Bright Star, the Hall of the Four Directions God.

"Hello, this is my identification."

Zhang Qingyang passed the examination at the temple’s entrance, walking with interest along the stone steps into the Divine Temple.

In front, there was no shortage of Federation worshippers, paying respects to the gods of this place.

Feeling the chaotic incense belief floating in the temple, Zhang Qingyang walked deeper into the temple, squinting up at the high place.

Four statues of gods sat high above, each with different appearances and temperaments.

The one furthest to the left appeared relatively young, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, exuding a heroic and unrestrained aura.

But next to him, there stood a steady and dignified figure, seemingly occupying a high position for a long time, with deep eyes that seemed to accommodate all things, whose mere statue’s aura gave Zhang Qingyang a sense of constraint as if facing his own Daoist Master.

Further over, there was one with slightly white hair, who bore a leisurely aura, but upon closer spiritual observation, felt indescribably misty and elusive, like the Void.

The statue to the far right bore a calm expression, akin to a drawn long knife, its sharpness revealed. Zhang Qingyang hadn’t even clearly seen its features before he was compelled to avert his gaze.

He sighed inwardly that the stronger they were, the harder it was to directly view them.

According to the information collected within the Federation, these statues originally had a "formless" aspect, but in recent times, they had undergone "a few" changes.

Moreover, the Hall of the Four Directions God of the Federation had only established a main temple in the Four Guardian Stars and did not open it to the general populace, but now smaller temples were erected in situ, collecting belief and wish power.

Given the Federation’s current progress, this behavior was not temporary but rather premeditated.

These actions all hinted that the Yanhuang Federation was not preparing to sit and wait for the impending demonic invasion.

But is it really useful?

Zhang Qingyang shook his head slightly.

The four indeed were special, at their peak, they were strong even by the standards of the Three Thousand Yanfu, but against the Four Demons, it was far from enough.

The present Federation was nothing but "waiting for death."

Despite this, Zhang Qingyang did not leave immediately after looking but stood in a corner, watching the flow of people and looking at the statues on the platform.

Ultimately, his gaze lingered the longest on the first statue.

For no other reason than the family records stating a man wearing a conical hat, wielding a knife, roamed the world a million years ago, saving half of the Yang family’s genealogy and preserving the ancestral land of the Yang family.

The man, who didn’t even leave his name, was later found by the Ancestor Masters to be surnamed Yang, named Yang Qingshan, who died in his homeland.

At some point, a middle-aged man approached Zhang Qingyang.

He was Zhuang Butong.

To this day, Zhuang Butong still trod the martial arts path, albeit slowly and steadily, just having completed the superior cultivation body, stepping into Divine Travel.

As the Chief Priest of this Divine Temple, Zhuang Butong had absolute control over its surroundings and had noticed this individual early on.

Zhang Qingyang didn’t bother to look at this "Chief Priest of the Divine Temple," he simply gazed up at the four statues, suddenly feeling a bit melancholic.