Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

[We are not omnipotent. Even at our peak, we cannot control our own fate, let alone that of others.]

Xue Xuandao furrowed his brows and said in a low voice, "Is Hel's awakening related to Ji Jingqiu?"

[That's right.]

Xue Xuandao remained silent for a moment.

Several Divine Lords denied they could have foreseen what happened today, yet they knew all of it was related to Ji Jingqiu, and they unusually prevented the lab from suppressing Hel's true form...

Some of the logic doesn't add up.

For instance, why do the Divine Lords believe there's no need to suppress Hel's true form?

"Divine Lords, please give me an explanation," Xue Xuandao said solemnly, "Your condition is worsening, and once Hel's true form reaches a certain level of awakening, it will accelerate your deterioration. I cannot idly watch all this!"

Silence echoed as usual in the empty Divine Temple.

Who knows how much time had passed.

The Divine Lord centered around Marshal Qin, Qin Tianfeng as his core, calmly said:

[My Tao follows heaven's will, mending heaven's flaws, yet there are always those who wish to defy heaven.]

Bang! Xue Xuandao's mind shook with chaos!

Among the six great families, the Qin and Ji families particularly found each other disagreeable—a rivalry that dates back to the time of Marshal Qin and Marshal Ji.

Marshal Qin practiced [Obedience to Heaven and Loyalty], revering the cycle of heavenly principles, whereas Marshal Ji believed that human will could triumph over heaven, replacing Heaven's Heart with the human heart.

"Is Marshal Ji... still alive?!"

Xue Xuandao murmured, his tone unfamiliar and distorted to the point even he couldn't recognize it.

Within the Divine Temple came a sigh, a cold snort, and a calm voice.

[Perhaps, but even if he is alive, there's a high chance he's no longer 'him.']

[No matter how many years have passed, he's still like that, thinking he can control everything, always manipulating situations to his favor by any means necessary.]

[In some sense, he's the closest to 'God' among 'humans,' he is the most fitting among us to become a god.]

Xue Xuandao stood listening, stunned by the Divine Lords' words. Since he could remember, he had never seen the Divine Lords exhibit such intense emotions, not even when Marshal He reappeared not long ago.

This time, the previously speaking Marshal Qin said flatly:

[Don't worry about him; someone will inevitable settle accounts with him.]

Xue Xuandao's heart shook. Could Marshal He still be around? But hadn't Marshal He already "departed" after acting for Ji Jingqiu?

Just then.

It seemed something brushed past him.

Xue Xuandao quickly turned around to look, but saw nothing, as if it was only a wisp of wind.

...

...

A blurry figure with a human head and snake body materialized here.

It stood between Heaven and Earth.

Behind Ji Jingqiu.

Atop countless corpses of followers.

It was Hel, the supremely exalted Dream God Hel.

Before her realm had perished, she had briefly touched the realm of the Supreme God. In her eyes back then, even the universe's former Five Pillars were merely larger "ants."

Beneath the Supreme God, all are ants.

At this moment, she delivered an irrefutable divine revelation—

[My Divine Country shall descend here, overturning all dreams.]

The realm belonging to the Dream God enveloped Heaven and Earth.

Everything between Heaven and Earth flipped at this moment, as if dreams and reality had reversed.

The living, reduced to mere skeletons, let out the most pained wails and died in agony.

Meanwhile, bodies lying in pools of blood revived, flesh regrowing on bones, as if time was reversing, and boundaries of life and death blurred and overturned.

This was only a trivial change brought by the descent of this Divine Country, yet it was unsurprisingly overturning the world's fundamental laws.

As if telling Ji Jingqiu—

What is God.

...

Countless dead rose from confusion, looking around in a daze, not understanding what happened—hadn't they already died?

Until they looked up and saw the figure only recorded in their clan's annals and standing inside the Divine Temple.

Tears streamed down as they prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Welcome... Mother Goddess!!!"

...

Ji Jingqiu pressed on, his eyes ablaze.

At this moment, a voice sounded in his mind, exceedingly gentle and mellow.

"Ji Jingqiu, now is your best opportunity to usurp a portion of Hel's divine foundation. She cannot resist you, nor is her attention on you. This is the perfect moment! Let me teach you how..."

Ji Jingqiu acted as if he didn't hear, ignoring it.

His burning gaze was fixed ahead, where the demon, pulled down from the divine throne by Hel, was retreating in terror.

Can gods... bleed as well?

To the seemingly mellow voice in his mind, he impatiently replied with one word:

"Scram."

After a moment of silence, the voice sounded once more:

[With Hel's authority, as long as she desires, no one will die. All will be reborn within her Divine Country. Do you still not understand what it means if you usurp this authority?]

This time, Ji Jingqiu couldn't even be bothered to answer.

Different paths cannot work together.

That's all there is to it.

The voice let out a soft sigh, as if seeing a back so similar to someone from ten thousand years ago.

And just as the voice wanted to say more.

A soft breeze swept across the heavens and earth.

Accompanied by an unceremonious Buddha chant:

"Scram."

In one breath, inheriting all.