Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

The guide said, this is a grand funeral.

And when this dreamlike scene entered Ji Jingqiu's eyes,

It was as if a red sun had splendidly risen within his eyelids.

He said, that is Newborn.

At this moment,

Ji Jingqiu, with a clear mind and a calm heart, knew that he had already made his preparations.

He slowly closed his eyes.

A sharpness radiated from his body, a keenness that was clear and flawless, deep and substantial, originating from his past years, intangible and formless, instinctively causing everyone around him to step back.

Years later, they would regard what they saw today as the honor of a lifetime, even the sun that rose and set could not compare to the radiance of the young man of today!

At that moment, the Heavenly Master took action, drawing a clear boundary among the people.

The seated Heavenly Master, after a long silence, seemed to see a brand-new Martial Arts Pride slowly rising, illuminating all directions.

He sighed lightly:

"Indeed, a remarkable era produces marvelous beings, the ancients did not deceive me."

...

In the boundless Abyssal Sea, his spirit slowly descended, moving through layers of mist and overlapping shadows, crossing the border between this shore and the other shore.

Ji Jingqiu, following the chance of Reverse Innate, once again saw his True Self.

This time, he was prepared, using the power of Star Remains to suppress the power of the Alien God, stabilizing his Mental Realm with Pan Ding, and with the sharpness of the Ten Thousand Ancient Blade, he slashed through the curse net!

Under the keen edge of his Ten Thousand Ancient Blade, the curse net was shredded into countless pieces, and his True Self was released from its bounds!

Everything flowed so smoothly!

Just as he had envisioned.

But he was not overjoyed, instead, he looked towards the boundary of this realm.

A vast and chilling breath was slowly blowing into this realm through the cracks of the window like a cold wind, leaving no room to breathe.

Not just one.

But three.

Lady La, this crow's beak, really got it right.

Breaking the curse net was just the beginning, the real challenge was the tug-of-war with the Three Demons today!

If there's a chance in the future, he must seize the opportunity to thoroughly tease her!

Ji Jingqiu's spirit was calm, neither happy nor sad, since he had already anticipated this scene, he naturally had his preparations.

That was… to evoke the Bitter Sea!

Although he didn't know what the Bitter Sea actually was, or from when it had been pressing "above his head," he indeed had the credentials to evoke it.

This qualification was not even bestowed by the Bodhi Tree.

In fact, it was completely the other way around.

This answer also came as a shock to Ji Jingqiu.

But now was not the time to worry about these things.

He had discussed this with the Divine Monarch and others, it was indeed feasible, just… a bit of a loss.

Ji Jingqiu sighed, following the Divine Monarch's suggestion, evoking the Power of Bitter Sea would lead to its complete overturn, releasing power far surpassing that of imaginary blood rain.

The latter wasn't even worthy to carry the shoes!

Once so, his Inner Realm was certainly doomed.

Many things would need to be started over.

And the sacrifice of the Three Gods... might just be a split of spirit, posing no threat to Their true selves.

But some things, cannot be compromised.

He would lose a lot, possibly even completely losing the Bodhi Tree as well as his own life, even the All Gods had no confidence in preserving his life under the overturning of the Bitter Sea.

But he could truly gain his freedom.

He also inquired about the Bodhi Tree's intention, the small branches and leaves swaying, showing no fear in battle, just like him.

Black fog slowly seeped along the boundary of the world into the gap that lay between the other side and this side.

A massive and intangible force was twisting the essence of this world, black rain enveloped the world, and the entire world seemed to drown in the sound of torrential rain.

Ji Jingqiu raised his head, his eyes gradually burning with a certain flame, the rain pattering down on his stern face.

He grinned and said:

"Look me in the eyes, bastards!"

As he was about to fully evoke the Power of Bitter Sea, the All Gods silently awaited the "End of Tribulation" within his Inner Realm—

A figure stood in front of him.

Like a timeless Divine Mountain, unshakable, blocking all winds and rains.

...

Time rewound just a second earlier...

Someone came to Ji Jingqiu's side, raised a hand, gently tapping his chest.

Like politely knocking on a door.

Then rudely barging into his Heart Image world.

The man looked up.

No magnificent waterfall plummeting straight down, no Arrogant Sun dominating all worlds, no throne standing tall in the blazing atmosphere.

Just,

A pleasant summer afternoon.

The wind passed down the street, daylight shimmering through the foliage onto the ground like water.

The sunlight fiercely baked the ground, as if heatwaves were rolling in the air.

And an ordinary, simple snack street.

The man's smile grew.

He slowly walked down this street towards the man, tasting each specialty snack along the way, finally holding an overly cold mung bean soup, knocking his head, the cold giving him a headache.

At the end of the path, he glanced at the young man peacefully sleeping on the roadside bench, sighing.

Others lie on thrones, and you lie on a roadside lounger?

That really drops your prestige.

For the sake of mung bean soup, let it pass.

What else, bring it all out.

At the foot of the sleeping young man on the lounger, the soil began to loosen, as if something below had finally gathered enough strength and burst through the soil.

It was an inconspicuous chan.

It crawled up the young man's trouser leg, slowly making its way to the shoulder, its transparent thin wings suddenly vibrating, leisurely flying towards the sky.