This year, Ji Jingqiu is 16 years old.
To survive, he envisions the Fire House Buddha Prison, plants a bodhi treasure tree, and embarks on the path of martial arts.
Many years later,
A brilliant light arises, illuminating endless darkness.
A towering ancient tree, with emerald green leaves and a canopy like a pavilion, rises with glass-like clarity into the sky, supporting a divine realm of pure land, spanning countless ages, illuminating the three realms and ten directions.
On this day,
All martial artists under heaven look up to it, like mayflies seeing the blue sky.
...
...
"Within there is a bodhi tree, which I planted when I set foot in martial arts, and now it has grown to provide a canopy."
"I see everything in the world, and nothing is like me."
"That year, I scoured history books, this history without era, I looked horizontally and vertically, and saw those characters – ‘The world’s storms come from us.’”
...
— Excerpt from the autobiography of Ji Jingqiu, the proud sun of the martial arts world of today.

The heavens and earth seemed to have solidified, including the silent Red Jade Dragon Saber, with everything frozen in mid-air.


The entire cave heaven had transformed into a piece of amber, with everything inside it as if frozen like insects.


The exclusive Dao Rhyme of the Heavenly King filled the space, and ten thousand skills fell silent,


In front of the True Saint of the Eternal Life Sect, Han Sha of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mountain dared not bully the weak and commit murder, for this was a slap to the face of the entire Eternal Life Sect.


A thought flashed through Han Sha's mind—what agreement had the Ancestor Master reached with this Saint?


To suppress Ji Jingqiu with the Heavenly King Dharma Realm, save Long Yu, and in the meantime, perhaps attempt...


Chapter 966 - Chapter 351: Qingshan Taoist Friend, You're at Risk of Saintfall This Way