Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

If truly pressed down by the opponent's palm, then everyone present today will become a laughingstock!

Jing Qiu pressed his palm down, wanting to weigh the caliber of the disciples present.

"Oh?"

Jing Qiu's eyes revealed an unusual color as he looked at the figure with a broken mirror hovering above its head.

The broken mirror seemed damaged, yet it conveyed a sense of natural Daoist skill, full of ancient charm, intertwining a "Dao" beyond Dharma.

At this moment, a stream of divine light shot out, with no earth-shattering sound, merely as calm as water, resembling a cloud drifting gently by, yet bringing Jing Qiu a chilling sensation.

This divine light also involved some of the formidable power of time!

Jing Qiu's eyes narrowed, sidestepping to avoid the divine light, while retracting his palm into a fist, his originally misty aura abruptly transforming.

In an instant, in the eyes of those below, the once calm Bi Hai suddenly surged into towering waves, shifting from stillness to motion, moving with the fist like a torrent, crushing everything in its path!

The person wielding the broken mirror's expression drastically changed, retreating again and again.

It wasn't that he didn't want to drive the mirror again, but the divine light had consumed significant power, making it impossible to drive consecutively in a short time; otherwise, no one here would be his match.

In the Inner World, Hel said:

"Hmm, a replica of the Palace Guardian Divine Weapon from the Age Palace, which once tried to stop He Donghuang when he had a breakthrough."

Jing Qiu's gaze suddenly turned cold, filled with killing intent for the first time, as his Spirit Light locked onto this person, stepping forward to pursue.

"Who are you!"

At this moment, finally, someone in the scene asked.

"Heavenly Saint Lake, Tian Qiu."

A voice, overshadowing all others, fell indifferently, resounding like thunder in everyone's ears.

Seeing Jing Qiu step across the Void to pursue that Age Palace disciple, disciples from other factions wanted to intercept but ultimately hesitated.

This person has made everyone his enemy at first strike, and in the end, indeed proved his formidable power, almost overpowering everyone.

"Since when did the Heavenly Saint Lake have such a strong person?"

"Did the core disciples of Heavenly Saint Lake arrive first? Damn, our branch is still slow!"

"Can Heavenly Saint Lake be so domineering?"

"What is hard will break, the dominance of Heavenly Saint Lake will surely be held responsible by my Rainfall Palace!"

There were murmurs and cold snorts amidst the crowd, with some secretly taking action to stop Jing Qiu.

Jing Qiu's expression was indifferent, as his Spiritual Holy Embryo communicated with Heaven and Earth, instantly locking onto the hidden enemies, striking out with a punch, causing a collapse in the Void, blood splattering on the spot!

The Age Palace disciple cursed him as a madman, and wondered why he was being chased when there were others who also joined the attack?!

"Everyone, let's join forces to suppress this lunatic, and demand an explanation from Heavenly Saint Lake!" The Age Palace disciple quickly retreated while shouting to rally others.

Instantly, many in the crowd became restless.

Jing Qiu is very strong, so if they could collectively eliminate him first, it would naturally be the top choice!

Jing Qiu stepped forward, pursuing the Age Palace disciple, while ruthlessly and without mercy striking down anyone who tried to block him, leaving behind corpses, until no one dared to intercept anymore.

Seeing this scene from afar, Han Qingxun was stunned.

This Junior Brother Tian... has he learned too quickly?!

He had advised that once enmity was formed, be decisive, strike like thunder, and not leave loose ends, but in such a public place, despite being decisive, what was the use if it would lead to enmity spreading if the news got out.

Witnessing those figures being annihilated by Jing Qiu's punches, Han Qingxun suddenly took a deep breath.

This trip, Heavenly Saint Lake might be targeted by all parties.

At this moment, Jing Qiu finally chased down the Age Palace disciple, who roared in anger, desperately urging the broken mirror, but still like a mantis trying to block a cart, was "swallowed" by Jing Qiu's The Beginning of One Element.

A punch to kill!

Meanwhile, as he was chasing the Age Palace disciple, the crowd did not cease watching but rather began fighting more fiercely.

Jing Qiu turned to look back, just about to rejoin the battlefield, but was suddenly stopped by Hel.

"Wait... Look at your left hand side!"

He gazed curiously, spotting a frenzied young man hiding behind a stone wall.

"He is... No, how could it be him?!"

In the Inner Realm, Hel's startled cry echoed.

For the first time, Jing Qiu saw Lady La so startled, immediately curious about who this person was.

"It's not right... Why is He leaving marks in the Time River? Shouldn't He have long surpassed it!"

"Who is he?" Jing Qiu immediately asked.

"All Phenomena Heavenly Master! The Divine Lord of All Phenomena Divine Country!"

Hel said solemnly,

"Back then, when the Heavenly Demon first descended its true form to this group of Great Universe, He was sensed and confronted by following the Dao, first making a move, and ended with Himself greatly injured, sometimes clear-headed, sometimes chaotic, while the Heavenly Demon retreated, never descending its true form again."

Jing Qiu's heart trembled, gaining a clear understanding of the power of that All Phenomena God Lord.

"What level of existence is the All Phenomena God Lord?"

"He walks the Divine Dao, standing among the Upper Gods, with a realm equivalent to your Eight Realms, and in terms of combat power alone, He would not lose to those True Saints."

Hel paused, saying, "After that battle, He was severely hurt, His Divine Core damaged, thus falling into a predicament similar to your Supreme True Buddha."

Jing Qiu recalled the multiple times he sensed the gaze of the Master of All Phenomena,

that gaze was dignified, cold, transcending the boundary of speech, like a God maintaining the operation of the birth and death of all phenomena in the world without emotion.

But simultaneously, it also carried a sense of chaos.