Becoming a god starts from planting a Bodhi tree.

Chapter 453 On the Road to Truth, Sing My Name

A few days is but a fleeting moment in the eyes of most people.

Wu Tian led the Pantheon to a place to stay. The fact that the two neighboring families were "traveling together" prompted the Pantheon to make a special trip to visit them.

On this day, Wu Tian visited again.

After some casual conversation, we finally got down to business.

"Does the Pantheon contain any records of fragments related to the Land of Return to Truth?"

Chi Xiao looked deeply at Wu Tian and slowly said, "It seems that the founder of Yuan Chu Palace also found the passage in the past. Indeed, after all, he produced a great talent like Junior Brother Ji."

He directly pointed it out, turning the probing into an open and honest discussion.

"What fragments of the Land of Return to Truth?" Qingxia asked suspiciously. "I've never heard of them before."

"We will inform you two after your junior disciple Qingmu finishes refining his Heaven-Opening Divine Power. According to the calculations in the hall, at least two Heavenly Lords should travel together to look after each other in order to greatly increase the survival rate."

Chi Xiao thought for a moment and then said, "In fact, we may not open the door for you in this life. We are still hesitating because the remnants of the Netherworld are starting to become active."

"What does this have to do with the Netherworld?"

“This fragment of the Land of Return to Truth was brought back by the Lord of the Netherworld in the past,” Chi Xiao said meaningfully. “Back then, when the patriarchs hunted down the Netherworld, it wasn’t just because that person was too ambitious and wanted to open the cycle of reincarnation for the world.”

Wu Tian frowned and said, "The remnants of the Netherworld control this territory?"

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

We shouldn't have let Zhang Tiancheng leave like that that day.

"I don't know."

Chi Xiao shook his head.

"Saying they have mastered it might be an exaggeration, but theoretically, they do know more about that place of return to the truth than we do."

"That place is very strange. Even a powerful master like the founder once fell there due to a moment of carelessness."

Chi Xiao added, "Of course, the patriarchs all went in the form of their clones or incarnations."

Wu Tian pondered to himself.

Judging from Junior Brother Ji's previous performance, even if the two Heavenly Lords joined forces, they might not be his match.

However, Senior Brother Luo was too reckless. How could he agree so quickly? If he could travel with Qingxia from the Pantheon, he would have another person to rely on, and if necessary, he could even sacrifice her for himself.

Qingxia frowned. What kind of temperament did this True Saint of Yuanchu Palace have? Why did he keep glancing at her?
"Is the Primordial Palace planning to explore that Realm of Truth?" Chi Xiao asked.

It has already been explored...

“I do have some ideas,” Wu Tian asked. “In Brother Chi’s eyes, just how dangerous is that place?”

Chi Xiao remained silent for a moment, then said in an enigmatic tone:

"Over the years, less than 10% of those who have entered the Pantheon have returned safely."

"When I was young, I hadn't reached the Heavenly Lord realm yet, but I had met the standards left by the patriarch. I went there with several other fellow disciples, and eventually we encountered the patriarch of the Heavenly Prison Palace. In the end, only I was lucky enough to escape..."

Wu Tian's pupils constricted sharply: "You encountered the founder of the Heavenly Prison Palace? When?!"

Qingxia was also taken aback. Her usually unassuming Uncle-Master Chixiao had actually managed to escape from the hands of the Patriarch.

"Impossible!" Wu Tian suddenly exclaimed, "That person had already left long before you were born! Even our ancestors were unable to meet that person!"

Chi Xiao sighed: "That's the crux of the problem. That hellhole has no underlying rules of time, space, and fate, so if you're lucky, you can encounter every living being that has ever been inside."

Wu Tian gasped. Did this mean...?

Is it possible that Junior Brother Ji might encounter the avatar of the patriarch inside?
He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they've already been "recruited," so there shouldn't be a situation where they rejoin the government.

But soon, Wu Tian realized the true meaning behind Chi Xiao's words.

"Even the patriarch who stepped into the realm of transcendence, disregarding time and fate, was bound?"

At this point, Wu Tian gasped, a terrifying possibility flashing through his mind, and whispered:

"If it was a powerful figure who entered from later generations, and the cause and effect of the time distortion occurred, would it also apply to the ancestors?!"

“It is temporal chaos, not disorder; there is a fundamental difference between the two,” Chi Xiao said calmly. “To be more precise, it is not a constraint, but rather it has been ‘unified,’ ‘unified’ by that land of returning to truth.”

Wu Tian's eyes widened: "At a time like this, you're nitpicking with me?!"

"It's very important. If we make a mistake, it will directly affect everything." Chi Xiao said solemnly. "Besides, why am I telling you this information? It's information that my Pantheon obtained by sacrificing many geniuses."

Wu Tian was about to ask what the price would be, but then he remembered that his junior brother Ji had already jumped into the ancient well, and he couldn't tell him even if he asked, so he suppressed his impulse for the time being.

He sighed, hoping that Junior Brother Ji would be one of those ten.

……

……

Following the giant vines down, Ji Jingqiu soon arrived at a street.

He tried various methods and finally ignited a ray of light in his heart, illuminating the way forward and setting foot on the bluestone path.

This doesn't look like wasteland; it looks like someone used to live here...

He looked up.

The upside-down mountain seemed to be far away at the edge of the sky, only visible from afar, with no idea how far in between.

At first glance, the outline of this mountain looks a lot like Wuwang Mountain...

Ji Jingqiu felt a slight warmth emanating from a brand on the back of his hand.

This is the mark he left on his past ascent of the Ancient Heavenly Road, reaching its zenith.

At this moment, it has been triggered again after many years, and its significance is self-evident.

Ji Jingqiu was already 70-80% certain that Wuwang Mountain was related to the place of returning to truth.

"Mount Wuwang, Sea Wuxin..."

Ji Jingqiu tried to return to the Inner Realm to ask Hela and Wu Zhou if they knew more about the inside story, but he found that he was isolated here.

Or rather, it was a form of suppression that prevented him from contacting the Inner World.

"Is this considered suppressing mental power?" Ji Jingqiu muttered to himself. "If so, it seems that the saying that Wuwang Mountain suppresses Youhai is not an exaggeration."

He didn't rush off, but instead took the time to get used to the environment.

The world here is vastly different from the outside world, which makes him feel very uncomfortable and unable to fully utilize his strength.

Thinking of the information left by the Ferocious Ancestor, Ji Jingqiu activated his own [True Realm]. The sense of separation from the Great Dao disappeared instantly, and his condition returned to its peak.

"It seems that the [Real World] is a hard requirement; otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to unleash your full potential once you enter."

Ji Jingqiu maintained the sacred aspect of the [Real World] and walked forward.

He stepped onto the bluestone path, where a thick fog appeared ahead, shrouding the road in mist like an abyss that swallowed everything.

Upon seeing this layer of mist, Ji Jingqiu's expression turned serious. After examining it for a moment, he slowly uttered a word that was both strange and familiar:

"Ghost Mist?"

"This is truly... an old friend."

In the past, when the Great Universe and the Nine Continents entered the ranks of the forbidden, they all had to face the invasion of the incomplete ghostly mist.

Theoretically, this thing ignores rank and belongs to one of the "natural disasters" in the Nether Sea. Even True Saints find it troublesome, unable to dispel or suppress it, and can only isolate it.

Even in special circumstances, even a true saint's dojo must be moved if necessary to make room for the endless ghostly mist.

Back then, Ji Jingqiu used the Heart Lamp to dispel the fog.

But the fog before him was clearly more profound and dark than that in the Nether Sea. Ji Jingqiu used the Heart Flame Myriad Phenomena Lamp to rekindle the lamp. The light fell, clearing away the fog ahead and illuminating the path.

"This time, we may be able to find the fundamental secrets of the Dark Sea."

"Hmm... Could it not be a coincidence that Ancestor Ning and Ancestor Hongyan of the Pantheon left their Dao imprints in the Netherworld back then?"

"With those two's strength, finding Wuwang Mountain shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Ji Jingqiu muttered to himself that this fragment of the Land of Return to Truth had brought him two surprises in just one glance.

Many mysteries from the past may finally be solved this time.

He set his sights on the distant Wuwang Mountain, deciding to make that place his target and try to reach it.

Just as he stepped forward, a sword light swept through the mist, revealing the vast universe and the aura of the Heavenly Dao governing all things. Even time and destiny were manifested within it, a single sword encompassing all things!
This sword strike wasn't aimed at him; it seemed to be just... a greeting?
Even a simple greeting was enough to amaze people with its aura.

"Someone's here again."

From the depths of the mist, someone walked along the bluestone path.

"Huh, whose supernatural power is this, that it can so easily dispel the eerie fog here?"

The swordsman suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Two other figures followed closely behind, breaking through the mist as they approached.

Ji Jingqiu glanced at the group of people walking towards them.

There were three people in total. The one who made the first move was a sword immortal, dressed in flowing white robes, holding a celestial sword, and exuding an extraordinary aura.

The other two were an elderly man dressed in a Taoist robe, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying light, with supreme Dao patterns appearing within them. His divine eyes pierced through Ji Jingqiu's illusions and he said calmly:
"His aura is fluctuating, as if he has just completed a breakthrough. Is he so eager to come in? Does he want to die? Go back and continue to hone his skills."

The man who had drawn his sword earlier said with a half-smile, "Fellow Daoist, you are kind-hearted. However, this person possesses a strange supernatural ability that can isolate him from the eerie mist. Let's hand him over first before discussing anything else."

The old man stared at the heart lamp that lit up between Ji Jingqiu's brows, his brows furrowing and his expression gradually becoming serious.

The sword immortal raised an eyebrow, seemingly indicating that even he had not been able to see through or analyze the principle behind the Heart Lamp.

Although the three of them traveled together, they all concealed their identities and did not reveal their true faces, while the old man was clearly following a path similar to the Myriad Laws.

It seems this person possesses truly remarkable supernatural abilities; we should look forward to seeing what happens next.

Ji Jingqiu ignored the two and focused his attention on the third person.

He was a young man with a youthful face and exceptionally handsome features, no less than Qin Shuai. However, the vicissitudes in his eyes could not be concealed, and his profound temperament carried a hint of melancholy.

Ji Jingqiu couldn't help but sigh.

It wasn't surprising to see the Ferocious Ancestor here.

The handwritten note mentions that there is no concept of time in this place; it is pure chaos.

Therefore, when later generations enter, they are very likely to encounter their predecessors. The purpose of Ancestor Ning himself entering was not only to explore the Land of Return to Truth, but also to find someone.

Ji Jingqiu sighed, "I just came in and I encountered the Ferocious Ancestor. Could it be because of some karmic connection between the two of us?"
Ji Jingqiu pondered whether to acknowledge each other now or to rekindle their romance.

Speaking of which, the Ferocious Ancestor in the Ancestral Hall did not look like this. Why is it that the traces of his existence and the clone that entered this place all look like a young boy?

Is it some kind of obsession?

No wonder this person chose Qin Shuai in his youth as the anchor for his survival!

Ultimately, Ji Jingqiu decided to "recognize relatives" later.

It's not appropriate to "recognize relatives" now, as it would cause a sudden drop in seniority. If something unpleasant happens, such as asking him to scout the way, it would be inconvenient for him to overthrow his superiors.

Taking action without knowing the truth is called a misunderstanding; taking action after knowing the truth is called betraying one's master and ancestors.

It's better if it's a misunderstanding.

Fortunately, since the appearance of the Ferocious Ancestor is different from that of the Ancestor Hall, it's not my problem if I can't recognize him.

He won't make a move unless the other party does, and he'll strive for friendly communication!

While Ji Jingqiu was sizing up the three people, they were also sizing him up.

In their eyes, Ji Jingqiu was surrounded by divine light, which opened up a sacred and transcendent world, vast and boundless, as if it were to cover all worlds and encompass everything.

The three remained expressionless, but their hearts were filled with solemnity. None of them had ever seen such a sacred and transcendent world, and it was possible to release it in this place of returning to truth, which was fundamentally different from the inner world.

"Return to Truth Realm?"

The sword immortal murmured to himself, suspecting that Ji Jingqiu's realm was the same as their True Nature Realm, yet he always felt there were some differences.

The old man gently rubbed his hands together, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He still couldn't figure out the source of Ji Jingqiu's Heart Lamp.

Is there any supernatural power or technique in this world that he cannot understand? He has already seen through the essence of the Great Dao!

Is it a limitation of this avatar?
"Young man, what's your name? And from which family do you come?"

The sword immortal locked his gaze on Ji Jingqiu, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his posture high and mighty, quite fearless, because Ji Jingqiu was clearly different from them, with obvious "childishness", clearly a young junior from each family.

Simultaneously.

A burst of intense spiritual light ignited from his body, seemingly capable of creating heaven and earth at will. It briefly stabilized the surging eerie mist around him and locked onto Ji Jingqiu, preventing him from escaping.

"Your supernatural ability is quite interesting. Introduce yourself to your sect so we can see if you are a disciple of any fellow Daoist. If there is no conflict, we will leave this supernatural ability behind and let you go."

The sword immortal added:

"Don't worry about violating the sect's rules. After you leave, I will personally come to your door to explain!"

"Do not worry, I am of such high status, how could I possibly deceive you?"

Neither the old man nor the boy stopped him, allowing the sword immortal to probe Ji Jingqiu's background.

Ji Jingqiu glanced sideways at the man holding the sword: "You want me to reveal my background? Who do you think you are, taking my youth and being easily bullied?"

The sword immortal snorted lightly. This kid emphasized the word "young" in his tone. Did he mean that he was bullying the younger generation?

"Fine, hand over your supernatural powers and I'll let you go." He said calmly, "How about that? The terms are generous enough, aren't they?"

Ji Jingqiu sneered:

"Want supernatural powers? Simple—"

"Sing my name on the path to truth, and may your path be forever peaceful."

The three men either turned pale or fixed their gazes on Ji Jingqiu with a fierce intensity, as if six heavenly swords were shooting at them simultaneously.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor, he would have already knelt down. The aura of the three was too strong, and the oppressive feeling was almost tangible.

Finally, the three of them glanced at him sideways. Even though Ji Jingqiu's true strength was similar to theirs, it wasn't enough for him to have the confidence to say that!
"You brat, are you trying to rhyme with me? Do you want me to sing your name?"

"Such a small child, yet such a big mouth!"

The sword immortal stepped forward, his smile ferocious and malevolent. Behind him, a hazy, indistinct phantom appeared, standing tall and overlooking the ages, and roared:

"Let me weigh you up!"

"Let me warn you first, you'd better not let me see through your true nature, otherwise I will personally visit you to discuss the Dao and pay a visit to your ancestor after we leave!"

He slashed down with his sword, looking down at her, the power and momentum of his sword were far beyond what Qingxia could compare to!
His demeanor and bearing, even the level of his swordsmanship, far surpassed Qingxia's; it was something that beings at this level could not possess!

Countless sword beams cleaved through the surrounding mist, and the immortal sword in his hand rang out with a brilliant light, reflecting a scene of eternal silence!
Ji Jingqiu's aura suddenly deepened, and he stood in the [Real World] as if standing at the source of the extraordinary, completely looking down on this domain. He directly slapped out with his palm, and the roar of the Dharma Realm and the Dao Sea came.

boom!
The lines on the palm resemble the roots of mountains and the veins of water; the mountains represent the void, and the water represents the sea of ​​suffering.

The mortal world is vast and boundless, a sea of ​​suffering raging. Mortals fear the consequences, while those on mountain peaks dread the causes.

In an instant, a dazzling ripple of energy erupted between the two, piercing through layers of mist. Even the mysterious bluestone slab beneath their feet suddenly cracked and collapsed, unable to withstand the immense power of both sides!
With a single sweeping palm strike, he obliterated countless sword lights and hurtled towards the sword immortal with unstoppable force.

The loud shouts echoed through the heavens and earth, lingering for a long time!

"Just read it! Otherwise, you won't have a chance to read it later!"

(End of this chapter)