Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 283 - 155 No Sense of Participation_2

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Yan Dongshun's gaze flashed.

This Ji was just like the legend, seemingly humble and polite in his words and actions, but wildly ambitious at heart!

After a brief rest period.

The exchange match between the Holy Hall and the Federation began.

Upon seeing Ji Jingqiu represent the Federation as the first contender, the top brass exhibited a subtle change in expression.

From within the Holy Hall civilization.

Twilight rose to his feet with an "I knew it" expression, his calm eyes gradually deepening and sharp, the golden glow in his eyes intensifying as he stepped onto the stage.

The two stood apart.

Twilight, with a serene gaze, spoke first: "I am Twilight, I have long heard of Ji's great reputation."

Ji Jingqiu raised an eyebrow, surprised, wondering if his fame had truly spread so far to the Holy Hall civilization.

He responded politely, "I have also often heard others mention Brother Twilight."

Twilight: "..."

This guy, so annoying.

Twilight, with an unaffected demeanor, extended his right hand as if placing a piece on a chessboard, and in an instant, his Spirit Domain swiftly established itself in the arena, naturally taking root and blossoming everywhere.

Ji Jingqiu suddenly had a premonition of danger.

In a flash, countless golden feathers emerged from the void, each seemingly a manifestation of the Power of the Spirit, emitting intense Spiritual Waves, resonating with each other, forming a huge net that enveloped the stage, dazzlingly beautiful yet fatally perilous.

Waves of intense Spiritual Waves spread like ocean waves, washing over everything on the stage with a destructive aura.

Ji Jingqiu, eyes sweeping across, didn't believe that with Twilight's Spirit Realm, he could sustain so many genuine "Spiritual Attacks"; there must be both real and feigned elements.

Otherwise, there would be no need for these so-called "impressive skills"; a simple crush would suffice against all peers.

The tricky part was, these golden feathers were indistinguishable, making it unclear which were real and which were fake; touching any "real" one could trigger a chain attack.

Ji Jingqiu slowly drew out Green Master.

Since it's unclear which are real and which are fake...

Just don't differentiate at all.

Ji Jingqiu took the first step, his aura soaring to unparalleled heights, like a towering mountain, his Formless Qi moving like a Flood Dragon, overturning seas and rivers, ultimately returning to the ocean.

For a moment, in Twilight's "eyes," it seemed as if a bright moon rose from where sea and sky meet.

The sea slightly rippled, the tides lightly murmuring, moonlight like thin smoke, ineffably calm and elusive, only to see the tide surge, moonlight over the water, endlessly sprinkling essence.

At this moment, Ji Jingqiu's sharpness and Sword Intent seemed all retracted, gaining a peaceful and serene air, as if a Banished Immortal under the moon had descended, ethereal and elegant.

Twilight, as if facing a great enemy, appeared even more solemn than when he saw Ji Jingqiu swiftly defeat Longsa.

His domain could actually be so graceful!

Indeed, he is a formidable enemy!

The next moment, Ji Jingqiu raised his sword, what seemed a lightly floating strike held the might of dividing the heavens and the earth!

Waves surged into the sky in an instant, the originally elusive idea fully transformed into thunderous tidal sounds.

Ji Jingqiu's Law Domain collided with Twilight's Spirit Domain in an instant, as two tigers cannot share one mountain, both began eroding each other.

Piece by piece, golden feathers sank into the sea vortex, stirring up tremendous waves, yet adding to the endless deep sea's ferocity, the latter becoming more violent.

Ji Jingqiu's gaze steadied, he took the offensive, his figure soaring like an azure dragon into the sky, striking down like thunder towards Twilight.

He had clearly seen before, the Holy Hall civilization's Spirit held the advantage, but their physical prowess was lesser.

Twilight, unafraid, manifested ethereal golden wings behind him, his eyes emitting golden brilliance.

"Divine Sorrow!"

He unleashed the highest Spirit Secret Skill of the Holy Hall, seemingly intending to annihilate his opponent's Divine Form with one strike!

Just then, he saw Ji Jingqiu's lips move slightly, a thunderous sound permeating his ears, plunging his thoughts into a momentary stasis.

Ji Jingqiu suppressed Twilight with the Zen Meditation Seal, and the effect was surprisingly effective.

The opponent appeared completely unprepared, clearly never having imagined that someone would dare to flaunt Spirit Secret Skills before them.

But Ji Jingqiu's Zen Meditation Seal combined with Glazed Glass Light provided Twilight with a tremendous "shock".

Since revealing his unique Spirit Secret Skill, it had been a long time since he had such smooth success, as all peers had specially cultivated defensive secret techniques...

Ji Jingqiu felt a pang of emotion, yet showed no mercy, his sword slashing directly.

Even though Twilight retreated in time, the edge of the blade still cut through his clothes, leaving a bloodstain.

Twilight, visibly shaken, stumbled back repeatedly.

In the previous head-on clash of spirits, he felt a strange power, its nature no less than that of the Holy Master.

That was Great Compassion, Great Purity, Great Wisdom, Great Brightness, Great Freedom, Great Bliss...

This power he remembered having heard of before, it seemed to be within the Divine Temple, regarded as a Taboo presence!

Twilight gazed at Ji Jingqiu, took a deep breath, and decided to make another attempt.

He exhibited the highest-level Secret Technique he mastered, three golden wings spread behind him, the limit that the True Seed Realm could accommodate.

Instantly, his aura surged tremendously, divine and inviolable, untouched by worldly dust and flames, carrying endless compassion and peace, seeming to caress all beings' hearts, purifying all impurities

Ji Jingqiu halted, his expression gradually turning puzzled.

This was to... purify him?

Purify him, the future World Venerable?

Feeling within his Inner Realm, as if the indignant little Bodhi tree began to shed endless Glazed Glass Light, Ji Jingqiu found it strange.

The Buddha's compassion.

This could somewhat be considered encountering a fellow practitioner.