415: Death of Bodhi

Bodhi Daozi was in a dilapidated thatched hut.

He held a brush in his hand, casually splashing ink, and the dark ink stains, forming their own Dao rhythm in the Void Realm, quickly evolved into a masterful landscape painting.

The moment these landscapes took shape, their outlines radiated infinite Divine Might, and the roars of Dragons and tigers could vaguely be heard, echoing loudly.

Whoosh!

The roars of Dragons and tigers suddenly quieted, and the formed landscape painting drifted out of the thatched hut, falling towards the distant starry sky, into the boundless world.

In a flash, the landscape painting transformed into a Supreme Divine Land, situated in a Great World, which also ascended directly with this Supreme Divine Land, becoming an even more vast Great World!

Within this Great World, countless Supreme experts from various worlds eagerly rushed towards the Supreme Divine Land, embarking on a life-and-death trial that was crucial for them!

Once they could undergo a transformation from this life-and-death trial and obtain the Legacy within the Supreme Divine Land, they would step onto a Heaven-reaching Great Dao, with a future opportunity to enter the Supreme Path Domain.

“Not bad.”

“Among them, two individuals have decent talent. If they can pass the trial of this Grandmist Mountain, I can bestow some Luck upon them.”

“Perhaps they can become Outer Sect Disciples of this Daozi in the future.”

“It depends on their own fortune.”

Bodhi Daozi raised his eyes, merely glancing at the world that was surging and ascending in the dark starry sea. He was not concerned with the earth-shattering changes and the bustling crowds that appeared in that world.

This was merely a playful creation from his casual ink-splashing. It was an unintentional act, and if he could reap some rewards, he would naturally be happy.

If it didn't succeed, it didn't matter.

At worst, he could paint some more perilous Divine Lands; he was bound to find some good prospects eventually.

“Eh?”

“Why did those fellows perish?”

Suddenly, Bodhi Daozi’s Dao Heart skipped a beat, and his expression turned slightly annoyed.

He put away his brush, calculated with his fingers, and the calm expression on his face changed several times.

“Luo Hua, Qiankun, Kuxue… they also perished?”

“It seems it was because of the Wan Dao God Tablet?”

“Even I am implicated?”

“It definitely wasn’t the Original Host’s doing. Then who was it?”

“Those great clans? They don’t have the guts. The Yan Huang Ancient Clan hasn’t weakened to the point where they dare to casually bully them.”

“Could it be that… Heavenly Venerate?”

“No, no.”

Bodhi Daozi felt his Dao body being destroyed and, after the other Daozi perished, he frantically began to deduce. After successively rejecting several conjectures, his expression suddenly froze.

With a 'pa' sound, he threw down a Bagua plate.

The Bagua plate evolved into endless divine formations in the Void Realm, enveloping him.

“That is… a new Dao?”

“Truth Great Dao? When did this Great Dao come into existence?”

“Could it be him?”

“How old is he? How could he possess such ability?”

Bodhi Daozi’s face was grim as he looked at the Bagua plate before him, which was evolving countless divine runes and Dao laws. Chu Feng’s figure appeared in his mind.

This terrifying killing tribulation, centered around the Wan Dao God Tablet, after eliminating all impossibilities, the only possible truth, no matter how absurd, was the truth!

After determining the truth, Bodhi Daozi did not transmit his deduction to the Yan Huang Ancient Clan. Instead, he waved his sleeve, put away the Bagua plate again, and then his hands rapidly changed, forming streaks of Void Realm afterimages, making his figure appear faint.

Soon, Bodhi Daozi’s figure vanished from this thatched hut world.

A few seconds after he disappeared.

Rumble!

Rumble rumble!

The world trembled, and the thatched hut shattered!

Streaks of spatial Long Rivers and Truth Long Rivers, like ferocious world-destroying True Dragons, easily destroyed this indestructible world!

After destroying this world, these Great Dao Long Rivers did not stop, but instead spiraled frantically, as if still searching for Bodhi Daozi’s whereabouts.

In a Light World extremely distant from this thatched hut world.

This place was filled with Holy Light, and the air was permeated with sacred melodies, ethereal Heavenly sounds, making the entire Light World like a pure land.

Subsequently, Bodhi Daozi’s figure appeared in this Light World.

Beneath his feet was a vast land made of flawless glazed glass, and before him was a majestic holy hall.

The holy hall was tightly shut, like a dormant giant beast.

“Bodhi greets the Original Host.”

Bodhi Daozi slowly spoke, his voice calm, yet carrying a hint of reverence.

Compared to his previous conversation with the director of the Yan Huang Ancient Clan, he was incomparably more respectful.

As Bodhi Daozi’s voice broke the rules of the Light World, the beautiful melodies in the Void Realm suddenly quieted, and the entire Light World fell into an eerie gloom.

“Bodhi, you are going to die.”

A cold, ethereal voice resounded in the Void Realm.

Upon hearing this, Bodhi Daozi, who had maintained a calm expression, suddenly changed.

“Original Host, please grant me protection!”

“It’s useless. This world has become illusory. Even if this Host wanted to save you, it would be useless.”

“That person will kill you. Even if he dies, he will be unharmed, but you will surely die.”

The Original Host spoke slowly.

Bodhi’s voice even trembled: “What do you mean? Why has the world become illusory?”

“This Host has not yet fully comprehended the true meaning of Dao integration. I will tell you once I do.”

Bodhi Daozi: ???

Just as he finished speaking, Bodhi Daozi felt his Dao body about to be torn apart.

His eyes were bloodshot as he watched vortices appear in several directions of the Light World.

Those were the spatial and Truth Great Dao, roaring towards him.

Once they struck him, with his current strength, he would be utterly unable to resist!

Bodhi Daozi’s eyelids twitched wildly. In this moment of life and death, his expression hardened, and he made a great decision!

He let out a low roar, saying to the Original Host: “Original Host, save me! The Yan Huang Ancient Clan holds a great secret!”

“The supreme heavenly dao is fragmented, and the Yan Huang Ancient Clan is in dire straits!”

“That Wan Dao God Tablet can be collected!”

“The remnant soul of the supreme heavenly dao is within it!”

“As long as one controls the Wan Dao God Tablet, there is a chance to trace back to its true form!”

“…”

The Original Host did not respond.

Only the roaring sound of the Great Dao Long River vibrating could be heard in the Void Realm!

Bodhi Daozi’s face turned pale!

He stared intently at those Long Rivers, and infinite Dao rhythm erupted from his body. Over eighty thousand life-saving methods burst forth in an instant!

Having reached this point, he could not entrust his life and death to others!

Regardless of whether the Original Host saved him, Bodhi Daozi used all his trump cards to forcefully secure a chance of survival for himself!

Thump!

Thump thump!

…

The Void Realm trembled, and the Light World shattered corner after corner.

The once holy world nearly collapsed by half with Bodhi Daozi’s dying struggle.

“At a crucial moment, I didn’t intend to act, but you still have some value.”

“Then… this Host will try to save you.”

The Original Host’s voice resounded again.

In the Void Realm, a golden giant hand appeared, striking down at the roaring Great Dao Long Rivers.

Immediately, the river water splashed everywhere!

All the Great Dao Long Rivers in the Light World completely shattered!

Along with them, Bodhi Daozi also shattered.

“Dead?”

“What a pity. This Host already saved you, but you couldn’t hold on.”

“Such is fate.”

As the words fell, the Light World returned to peace, everything restored to its original state, as if nothing had ever happened.

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