Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

"Anomalies detected in the central area..."

The elder frowned and then, as the [Dharma King], issued an order for a thorough investigation of how many people from the Supreme True Buddha Sect were infiltrating the central area.

Everyone, return to the sect immediately for inspection!

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"The Mother Goddess of the Deepest Void Sea, the great Mother of Snakes."

"You are the final resting place of all things, the weaver of fear and miracles."

"Please listen to my humble plea, guide me through the Sea of Chaos, straight to the other side."

"I am willing to offer my insignificant body, to become one with you, in your embrace where I shall be released from my shackles, embrace my True Self, and merge into your vast and boundless will..."

In the reverent and fearful gazes of the onlookers, the man from the [Moro Sect] knelt before the ritual site, eloquently "pretending" to be a follower of the Dream Demon, guiding its awakening.

This was the unique ability of the [Moro Sect], followers of the Heavenly Demon, believers of the Sixth Day, experts in "Thousand Changes."

Every Archbishop of the [Moro Sect] had once deceived the Divine Monarchs of the Federation.

While the ritual proceeded normally.

A mysterious light descended from the unknown Void above the man's head, completely engulfing him.

The onlookers shuddered!

Because in the light they felt a tidal wave of resentment and intense negative emotions.

From within the light, a pair of delicate jade hands slowly stretched out, like a coalescence of light and shadow, and also a concentration of all grievances.

They gently cradled the man's head, giving it a casual twist, and with a 'pop', plucked his head right off his neck.

As easy and casually as a farmwoman in the fields would uproot an irritating foxtail weed.

In the chilling stares of the crowd, the hands slowly drew the man's head into an embrace as if to cherish it forever, hold it dearly, and in the horrified gazes of the onlookers, slowly withdrew into the unknown Void.

Time passed bit by bit.

Until someone finally let out a long breath.

It was then that the hearts of those present suddenly dropped.

A deep voice said: "Gentlemen, the ritual is a success and Hel has awakened. Ji Jingqiu must have been chosen by Hel as a coordinate. Let us thank Senior Luo for his sacrifice; our mission is complete, and we can report back to the higher-ups!"

The others nodded in unison and subconsciously wanted to leave this unsettling room.

They were not actually the high-ranking members of their respective Sects; the true high-ranking members of the Sects could not infiltrate the Four Guardian Stars, as the Federation's defense of the Four Guardian Stars was even stricter than that of the capital.

Compared to those sect powerhouses who were scrutinized, these inconspicuous insects were the best choices for infiltrating the Four Guardian Stars.

Before they left.

They couldn't help but glance at the headless corpse on the ground, their Adam's apples bobbing as swallowing sounds filled the room as several people struggled to swallow their saliva.

Just as they hastened to leave,

Their raised feet eerily froze mid-air.

In the next moment, the world seemed to turn a grayscale color.

Everyone was like an insect encased in amber, unable to move; even their thoughts halted, with only a spring of fear and unease rapidly expanding from deep within.

An elder slowly walked into the room, none other than Ning Fengyuan.

Before he showed his face, the space and time around him seemed to freeze, halted by his presence.

Such is the Grandmaster.

The Life Force Field of a Heavenly Master could transform a planet into the most hospitable place for humans, where humans living on the planet would live longer and be invulnerable to disease, all without difficulty.

Yet, if a Grandmaster were not to control their Life Force Field, its mere leakage could lead a planet towards spontaneous destruction.

They themselves are like a black hole, endlessly devouring everything from the exterior, to ferment their own developed "Inner Heaven and Earth."

"I am quite curious."

Ning Fengyuan muttered to himself,

"Hel not only failed to conceal your tracks but almost seemed to lead me here... What exactly have you done?"

"Could it be that I've misunderstood, and you are not traitors to the Federation, but... undercover agents?"

The next moment, the sound of shattering glass echoed crisply in the air.

Heads burst open in Ning Fengyuan's eyes, exploding in a spray of white and red.

This was not Ning Fengyuan's doing, but a "preset" response mechanism by their Sects behind them, ensuring the prevention of leakage of information.

Ning Fengyuan remained expressionless, knowing if it were a Heavenly Master who had come instead, he might have truly been at a loss.

His eyelids lifted slightly, and all information in the vicinity, under the pull of his mind, replayed in his "eyes" in an unconventional manner.

He swiftly understood everything that had happened here prior.

"Ji Jingqiu?"

Ning Fengyuan frowned.

These people, they actually intended Ji Jingqiu to become a coordinate for Hel?

Upon this thought.

Ning Fengyuan stepped into the room where Ji Jingqiu resided.

He entered the room, and the heavy smell of alcohol hit him, prompting him to slightly shake his head as a refreshing breeze swept through the room in an instant.

At that moment, Ji Jingqiu sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes closed, his face serene and peaceful, his breathing long and steady, each inhalation and exhalation subtly blending with the surrounding space.

Around him spread a serene calm—the pervasive Zen in the room made Ning Fengyuan wonder if he had mistaken the person, or perhaps this young man was not surnamed Ji, but Mu!

Ning Fengyuan clicked his tongue in amazement.

Such Zen, rare even among the Mu Family?

He waited quietly on the side.

Until Ji Jingqiu suddenly exhaled a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Upon seeing the old man before him, he was slightly startled, feeling a sense of familiarity, and after courteously bowing, he vaguely recalled seeing this man on his way through White Jade City, the old man who had his back to him, fishing.