Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

Brushing past the corpse of Emperor Heaven City.

Ahead was a portal fracture.

Ji Jingqiu gazed at the portal for a moment, stepping into it. Instantaneously, the sound of flowing water and the roaring of a great river reached his ears.

Is this...

The river of Time?

At this moment, Ji Jingqiu had an epiphany, as if he understood the "time-transcending battlefield" mentioned previously by Senluo.

His heart was shaken.

It was actually not what he thought—a challenge like ascending the floors of White Jade City. Instead, it was traversing the Reverse Flow River to a battlefield existing within the Time River, searching for foes from the past and future?!

Emperor Heaven's branches...

They still hold such means?!

...

"Even though it is not my first sight, I'm still profoundly stunned; this is definitely not the power of Emperor Heaven, but... [Wuwang Mountain]!"

Outside, a mighty being whispered.

As the current owner of Emperor Heaven Nine States, even the strong ones from the Nether Sea Three Thousand Yama knew about this Holy Land, so how could they possibly not know.

Crossing time and space...

Time and destiny, the most unfathomable and unreachable powers in the universe.

It is said that in the Eight Realms, after touching the greatest barriers, one could feel the wash of the Time River, converging their personal timelines on a small scale, yet still unable to interfere with others' timelines.

In former times, Emperor Heaven naturally could not have had the power to reverse the flow of time.

"Every challenge if done through the Reverse Flow River, how much causality and destiny change does it involve?" someone questioned.

"Past research shows, time interference is divided into small scale, limited interference, and unlimited interference; the latter involves heavy causality, which destiny wouldn't allow. The Reverse Flow of the Ten Thousand Ancient Stele possesses the ability to converge, only concerning the memories of the current person involved, without influencing the course of history," someone explained.

Even then.

There are still many who can't comprehend the mystique of such means.

In most of their understanding, time is irreversible, and altering even a bit might become the butterfly wings that whip up a tornado.

At this moment.

Not just in Nine States, including the Three Thousand Yama, numerous powerful beings watched with solemn expressions, not daring to miss a moment of the battlefield's opening.

For some among them, mere fights in the Divine Travel Realm could hardly catch the eye of their sect's disciples.

But no one would want to miss the opening of this battlefield.

Because it involves the mysteries of time.

They were all trying to glean some insights into it, touching the domain of time.

Additionally...

Some individuals on this platform were particularly "haunting their dreams."

"Ming Miaoyin... Did this mad woman really die?"

"Mo Tingfeng, did this person truly perish in that great disaster thirty-three ten thousand years ago? I don't believe it!"

"Once Yi Tianpeng achieved the Eternal Undying Body, then betrayed the Mother Goddess Church and was exiled to the boundless Void, has he really died?"

And on the Ancient Road.

Trial land.

Those young ones who had completed their challenges yet chose not to leave, were all waiting to witness this moment!

The top ten of the Ten Thousand Ancient Stele, in any era, are enough to leave a bold mark in the vast book of history!

"It's starting! Alliance Leader Ji has begun the Ten Thousand Ancient Stele Challenge!"

"How can it be so fast, when did it start, already fighting in the top ten?!"

"Not sure, just found out he stepped into the top ten battlefield already!"

"There was another fight earlier, but not clear who the opponent was, seemed quite strong, displaying several Great Divine Powers at once, only to be killed by Alliance Leader Ji with a single palm strike because it was too fast, so most probably didn't see it."

"Displaying several Great Divine Powers at the same time, could it be Mo Tingfeng?!"

"How could it be possible, that's just a weakling, how could Senior Mo be so weak!"

"They're coming out, it's Nie Qingyuan, Yi Tianpeng..."

"My Tattoo Palace's Ancestor Master has come out!"

As one legendary figure after another stepped into "reality," appearing on the platform.

The excitement wasn't just among the young on the Ancient Road but also many mighty beings.

But soon, some noticed a peculiar situation.

"Eh, why only eight people? There should be eleven."

"It's normal for Ning Mingsheng not to be here, and one can only challenge him after defeating the other nine, but... where are the other two?"

"About He Donghuang... Perhaps you have forgotten the methods of several from the wilderness?" someone whispered, their voice laden with deep apprehension.

...

Jin's Ancestral Land.

"It's Marshal Ji!" Yao Heshan exclaimed excitedly, his gaze searching the crowd and soon puzzling, "Why don't I see Marshal He and Marshal Mu?"

Beside him, Lu Tong also frowned, his excitement halved, his eyes wide as if he had bought a ticket to a Group Stars concert but didn't see his idol.

Mu Qing's sigh reached them:

[He's existence has been continuously erased since that year.]

...

And at this moment, at the center of everything, on the platform spanning boundless time.

Someone took the lead to step onto the platform, striding vigorously like a dragon and tiger, his aura aggressive as fire, possessing an invincible demeanor that seemed capable of sweeping 홀 ly undefeated across all.

"Here, is this the final battlefield?"

His voice was frivolous, sweeping across the plateau.