Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

"Hope you still have the courage to shriek when the last martial artist from the battle zone appears," someone said faintly.

"Not afraid to tell you, this time we have four seed warriors, and two more are in the last battle zone. Once they descend, your final advantage will vanish!"

The martial artists from Nether Sea maintained calm expressions, exuding a transcendent aura as if sitting contently on the fishing terrace, overlooking the martial artists from Nine States with a cold sneer.

"I advise you not to leave this platform later, otherwise you'll be jointly slaughtered by us."

"Once Dream Night Goddess and the others descend, turning it into a three-on-two situation, do you think you stand a chance?"

Faced with the provocation from Nether Sea's martial artists, although those from the Extreme West Battle Zone were not afraid, their hearts still sank.

If things were as the other party said, indeed they would find themselves in an unfavorable position, about to fall into a disadvantage.

If it was two against three with their top combat power, they might barely maintain a standoff, but they were also at a numerical disadvantage among the martial artists, so their only hope was for friends from the last battle zone to give it their all.

Their skirmish did not last long.

As hundreds of fissures appeared.

Martial artists from the Far East Battle Zone stepped onto this platform, causing quite a stir.

"Far East Battle Zone gathers here."

Seeing the situation turn somewhat chaotic, Senluo shouted explosively, quickly locating Ji Jingqiu's position.

The crowd quickly followed the sound, locking onto Alliance Leader Ji's position, stepping towards it and standing behind her.

Once gathered, they began to greet each other; having been in different areas of the battlefield before, unaware of each other's life or death, some also looked towards other battle zones, searching for familiar faces.

The martial artists from Far East Battle Zone who came this time numbered just over six hundred.

Ji Jingqiu alone killed more than nine hundred warriors from Nether Sea.

Though they ultimately triumphed, to use a hellish phrase, there were "not enough numbers" left to count.

"That's You Chengkong from Nether Mansion! And Yue Huansha from Moon Ring, Lin Jia'er from the Eternal Night Kingdom..."

"Almost all are warriors from the Far East Battle Zone!"

Someone from the Extreme West Battle Zone immediately recognized the battle zone of Ji Jingqiu's group, exclaiming with surprise.

At the same time.

The eyebrows of Nether Sea's martial artists furrowed; were they all warriors from the Far East Battle Zone, and not a single one from their side?!

In this trial land, you only need to last one day and kill ten warriors from the enemy camp to be granted entry to the Final Land—it's not about annihilating the enemy completely.

Even if they were victorious in their two battle zones, not all who came were their warriors; dozens of strong figures from Nine States had already joined the ranks of the Extreme West Battle Zone.

Yet from the Far East Battle Zone, not a single warrior from their side; could this mean...

"Impossible..." someone murmured in disbelief, "How could Shen Mengyou and Lord Tianyang team up and lose?!"

As expected, the last trial land should have concentrated their strongest forces.

The remaining two seed warriors were in the Far East Battle Zone; united, they should have been invincible. Could they really have been defeated?!

Faced with good tidings from the Extreme West Battle Zone, Ji Jingqiu gave a slight nod, casting her gaze over the other two battle zones.

As expected, the victors from these two battle zones were martial artists from Nether Sea.

If she remembered correctly, Nether Sea had brought four warriors ranked within the top thirty this time; she personally dispatched two, and if the Extreme West Battle Zone also killed at least one, that left... one?

Only one left, do they not have to keep a low profile? This chapter's true source is My Virtual Library Empire (M|V|LEMP-YR).

Ji Jingqiu's gaze wandered across the other two battle zones; her seemingly even gaze made the martial artists feel as if they were being looked down upon from a lofty position, as if looking at them like a group of turtles trapped in a jar.

This caused the expressions on their faces to sour; it had been a long time since anyone dared to belittle and look down upon them.

But they all spotted something exceptional about Ji Jingqiu; just standing there, she seemed like the center point of Heaven and Earth, her gaze containing an attitude of disdain that was absolutely impossible to ignore.

Furthermore, nearly all of the hundreds of people from the battle zone stood behind her; the leader was self-evident.

Some people felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, turning pale.

The final outcome completely defied their expectations.

The problem was not about two against two; for the Far East Battle Zone to win, there must be at least two warriors ranked within the top thirty.

Their original prediction was a three-on-two situation, not only three but also outnumbering in quantity of martial artists.

But now...

It turned into a four-on-one, and they were that one!

Subconsciously, everyone's gaze turned to the leading Hong You.

Hong You still stood tall, seemingly unafraid of any enemy, ready to fight even if facing four warriors of the same realm.

Until he slowly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

The crowd: "..."

Instantly feeling despair, was this about hunkering down in the safety zone?

They had been mocking the Extreme West Battle Zone earlier, but now the boomerang hit their own brow, a boomerang that drew blood!

"Senluo, find a few to keep watch from afar. If anyone leaves this platform, join forces to execute and offer their blood to the spirits of Emperor Heaven."

Not far away, this voice came from the Far East Battle Zone.

Soon, similar laughter also came from the Extreme West Battle Zone.

The crowd felt like they'd plunged into an ice cave; some glared back in rage, never having been treated as lambs to the slaughter, while others took deep breaths, calming down, soothing the impulsive martial artists around them, whispering reminders of restraint.

Keep in mind, Brother Hong You's master's ancestor once endured humiliation and heavy burdens for tens of thousands of years, until one day he achieved the Dao, outlasted the great enemy, ultimately dominating all directions by force, opening up an invincible dojo...

As the number of people gathered.

The confinement shrouding the platform also dispersed, but no one from Nether Sea dared make a move.

Out of nowhere, the indifferent voice of the Ancient Road's will suddenly resounded overhead.