The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1065 There are still treacherous subjects trying to harm me?!

In all the worlds of humanity, at this very moment, the supreme power of an unparalleled overlord surges forth, the melodious tolling of bells frozen in eternity.

The vast emptiness became stillness, the ancient universe came to a standstill, as if the entire world had been detached, transforming into a painting that would never change again!

This was an earth-shattering event that alarmed the most powerful beings in the world; everyone was paying attention and looking in that direction.

"This is... a battle in the penalty area?"

The creatures at the end of the road were terrified, their expressions changing several times before they suddenly soared into the sky and fled into the eternal unknown.

There are countless others like him, all fearing that they might suffer an undeserved disaster, like innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.

Only those supreme beings who stand at the level of the sacrificial path can still sit calmly... However, their eyes have also become much more solemn.

"It is... the tolling of the final emperor's bell."

Under the dark sky, the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha seemed somewhat lost in thought, as if he had returned to the beginning of his dream, to the era when ancient overlords harmed each other.

At that time, when they teamed up to ambush the Emperor who was about to pull off some crazy maneuvers, such bells could be heard even in the most brutal battlefield.

Of course, compared to then, the bells are now much more magnificent and resounding, making the endless river of time boil, and every splashing wave of time seems to be on fire!

"It seems we have finally encountered an invincible enemy."

Beside him, the Fate Master walked over and sighed, "Unexpectedly, such a terrifying battle of this level has occurred so early... Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this."

"Although it was unexpected, it was also reasonable."

The Jade Emperor descended without anyone noticing. "To survive in this world, you need a background and power... While Zhong's strength is certainly not bad, does he have someone backing him up? It seems not!"

Upon hearing this, both the master and the Mahayana were speechless.

It seems... that's correct.

These days, the ancient overlords, though powerful, seem... not powerful enough.

Each version has its own meta, and this version is no longer theirs!
"I kind of miss pollen... or maybe it's the barren era."

The master smiled and said, "Unlike now, even transcendent beings are active on the stage of the times."

"He's doomed... He lacks support and protection, and once he reaches a certain level, he's almost certain to suffer a horrific attack."

"Even hiding...it can't be hidden."

"Now, it's not just a contest between us priests; there are also those beyond us who are secretly fighting against us."

"Although the Emperor can muster an army, he is ultimately weak and alone and cannot go far."

The person in question sighed with emotion.

"Yes, it won't go very far... Having a transcendent figure supporting you is crucial, as is having a margin for error and being able to withstand failure... But in the end, how many times can you really lose?"

The Jade Emperor murmured, "Just like us, if it weren't for the high-altitude consciousness that concealed the secrets of heaven, we would probably have been blocked at the door long ago, and how could we have been entangled until today?"

Upon hearing this, the matter was put aside by the overlords present, whose faces darkened and became terrifyingly gloomy.

"Speaking of this, I... damn it!"

It was quite rare for an ancient overlord to lose all his composure and start cursing incessantly.

"The burial master, the butcher, Youjiao, and Mahayana!"

"Those four bastards, those scoundrels!"

"One by one, they're all picking my fruit and climbing over me to get ahead?!"

His resentment was boundless, his hatred deep, and he cursed through gritted teeth.

"nausea!"

"That's fucking disgusting!"

The Lord of Fate roared hoarsely, regretting that he did not have supreme combat power to shatter the entire ancient universe and blast those four "good friends" who were climbing up the pole into dust!

He racked his brains and devoted himself to planning and designing a memory infusion cheat that was a direct confrontation with the "God," but even he was eventually taken advantage of!
"Three Burials for Eternal Life, Severing My Path to Enlightenment, Birds of a Feather Gather, Ideal World..."

Dacheng sighed softly, "It's clear that our old friends are also experiencing a second spring in this era."

"That's good...so be it." The Jade Emperor chuckled. "Truly worthy of figures like us, shining brightly in any era, never tarnished!"

As ancient overlords, they were both enemies and friends, competitors, and bound together by the deepest bonds... But over the years, a strange sense of collective honor also emerged, and they did not want their "old friend" to perform too poorly.

After all, if someone's performance is too poor, then what about yourself who has fought against them for so many years?

Doesn't this turn a "battle of the gods" and a "clash of titans" into a "chicken fight"?
"You can still laugh?" The Master's gaze swept over them. People's joys and sorrows are different. At this moment, he felt that his two teammates' praise was inappropriate and noisy. He couldn't help but remind them in a low voice, "If this continues, all our investment will be wasted!"

"Do you think the creators of the 'main god' will let you go if they come knocking on your door one day?"

"Indeed, this is a big problem."

The Jade Emperor and the Mahayana monks' expressions immediately turned serious. "It's acceptable for a fellow Daoist to die, but not for this humble Daoist!"

"Given the current situation, unless we abandon the path we're exploring and developing, we'll have no choice but to let those four parasites cling to us and suck our blood..."

The Jade Emperor sighed softly, "We were already bad enough, but we never expected them to be even worse than us, reaching new heights of evil and displaying new styles of wickedness... Why does the 'Chief God' only surround and intercept us instead of annihilating them?"

"Isn't it obvious? They've joined forces and are in cahoots... How can it be reasonable for our own people to arrest each other?" said the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha calmly.

Although they have aligned themselves with the Plateau Consciousness, talking about "colluding with each other" is somewhat abstract.

“However, we may not be without a way to break the deadlock…” Mahayana’s eyes were deep as he gazed at the utterly frenzied and turbulent river of time. The supreme being of the Time Realm launched the most terrifying war, and the river of time responded and resonated with it, thus bringing some previously hidden secrets to the surface.

For example... what was the final emperor doing?
In this new era and new world, what kind of attempts is this ancient overlord making in secret in pursuit of transcendence?
Previously, the Emperor had hidden himself very well; even they couldn't see through him.

Their backers do have the ability, but they are clearly far less cunning and shrewd than an old hand like Emperor Zhong, and can be easily fooled.

At this moment, the Emperor was blocked at the door and attacked, forcing him to fight back. He had no energy left to spare and could no longer spare any attention to hide anything.

Thus, Mahayana directly understood the Emperor's plan, and was greatly moved at that moment.

"What a 'final end'... He really knows how to court death!"

Mahayana couldn't help but exclaim, "I thought that our current enlightenment and salvation of all beings was already astonishing enough, but I never expected that there are always stronger people out there, and that there are people even more courageous than us!"

"While we were still using rote learning, he was already playing real-life 'Exam Prey,' a replication without memory, a complete reenactment of the same experience... His growth wasn't based on mortgaging his future; it was all thanks to his own hard work and sweat..." "Aside from being easily imitated and having people come to kill him, there weren't many downsides..."

"..." The Jade Emperor and the Lord of Fate twitched at the corners of their mouths. "Isn't this the biggest drawback? It's exactly what's going on!"

"Seeking death is a real death!"

“That’s because he doesn’t have anyone backing him up…” Mahayana whispered, “But we’re different!”

"Perhaps I have already seen the way forward and know how to break the deadlock..."

In a daze, he seemed to have a sudden realization: "Simply imparting memories is not advisable; every living being should be the 'protagonist'!"

"Salvation for all living beings?"

"Why should sentient beings need a Buddha to save them? In heaven and on earth, I alone am supreme... They themselves are Buddhas!"

"So what if he is a Buddha?" The person in question frowned.

“Buddha has three lifetimes: past, present, and future…” Mahayana said, looking at the Jade Emperor and the Lord of Fate who were silently clenching their fists because of his riddle-like behavior, he simplified his words and said honestly, “All sentient beings are Buddhas, sharing life, and are all the main characters on the grand stage of humanity.”

"Your past is my past, and his future can be my future... What's the danger of schizophrenia? We are all part of one big family, so why distinguish between us?"

"Ha!" The Fate Master couldn't help but laugh. "Who are you trying to fool with these words? If all living beings could have such a level of understanding and see through all illusions, where would all the rights and wrongs in this world come from?"

"Even the former owner of the three-generation bronze coffin couldn't see through it!"

"Or perhaps they've seen through it all, but are unwilling to let go and can't find peace!"

“Master, you are wrong…” Mahayana shook his head, “It is precisely because that being is too powerful and has too many choices that it cannot let go.”

"Few people in the world have the ability to actively control their own destiny. Most of them go with the flow. Therefore, the world is bustling, all for profit.

"If there are benefits, they will naturally gravitate towards them; there is no need to guide them at all."

“Precious memories have their own value…and this value is not without basis.”

The eyes of the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha were incredibly bright. “Human memory is not something that comes out of thin air, but rather it is formed by the combination of the five senses, bringing together what we see, hear, smell, taste, touch, and feel…”

"All of this depends on the human body, is then imprinted on the soul, and is internalized."

"And coincidentally, I have some expertise in this area."

"Once, I invited pollen particles into the human body and universe of all living beings, where they were born and died in a grand alternative cycle, following the metabolism of the body!"

"These pollen particles, relying on every most basic unit of a living organism, naturally include the five senses, and even the brain regions that integrate and deepen the five senses."

"And one day, when the locations of these five senses and the brain have changed and transformed, these pollen particles will be released and return to the world."

"If we could re-select these pollen particles, reverse and recreate the body they once possessed, and the scenes they witnessed... how would it differ from the person they were before?"

"Apart from the inconsistency of the true spirit, everything else is the same... but the true spirit is the least unique in the process of reincarnation!"

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha sighed, "What is this mere copying and pasting of memories?"

"If you're going to play, play big! Truly immerse yourself in other people's lives and achieve complete freedom from external influence!"

"You also want to pick my fruit?" the master shouted.

"Don't be in such a hurry!" Mahayana said, "Why would we take your fruit? This is a win-win situation!"

"People are different... What is one person's past is another person's dream future."

"What kind of life do I want to live? What kind of person do I want to be? I want to discard all the constraints I was born with, transform and change myself, and be guided by my own heart..."

"Everything is done simply because of what my heart desires..."

Mahayana Whispers: "From memory to life, we are penetrating the lower-tier market and jumping out of the 'main god' track... The 'main god' uses dreams to kidnap all living beings, forcing them to grind and spend money, but do all living beings really want to walk on such a painful and endless path of desire?"

"Perhaps they don't have many grand dreams. After satisfying their most basic survival needs, they may not have much ambition and just want to do things that satisfy their interests and hobbies?"

"We should embark on this personalized path, giving life virtual value, and allowing all beings to be the 'protagonists' of their own lives..."

"The preciousness of this, and its resonance with all living beings, is something that those who are obsessed with fighting and killing, such as funeral masters and butchers, can never match."

"Abandon grand pursuits and explore personal meaning..."

“What you said… does make some sense,” the Jade Emperor murmured. “However, the process of recombining pollen particles into life and then precisely delivering them is a massive undertaking with numerous procedures; it’s not something that can be done easily.”

"No, no, no..." Mahayana chuckled, "That's not the case!"

"Have you forgotten... Ye Datou from back then?"

"Of course, Ye Datou is no longer effective... but we can find another way, decentralize, create a virtual currency, entangle with real pollen particles, and transfer the pressure to the pollen path..."

Mahayana whispers.

His words were like knives, slicing through the ancient universe and the vast sky, and stabbing hard into the back of the pollen emperor who was sneaking around and peeking at the battle, hitting him right in the heart!

In that instant, Pollen Emperor's breath caught in her throat. Her intuition was screaming for her, causing her eyes to widen and her pupils to contract.

"Another treacherous subject is trying to harm me?!"

She was numb, completely numb.

Why is the world still so bad?

Back then, the appearance of Youjiao, Changheng, and Hongmao was enough to drive her crazy, and now they're doing it again?!

For a moment, she couldn't even care less about the fierce fighting that had broken out in 'Kunlun'.

Despite the epic battle unfolding there, the Supreme Underworld has emerged and is relentlessly suppressing everything below!
A towering figure stood there, speaking softly, "Without beginning or end? Do you know that at the end of reincarnation, the underworld is the final destination for all living beings!"

"No need for the Dao Venerable to descend, I will suppress the world with my own power!"

"Kowtowing!"

"Submit!"

"Worship!"

"I will guide you into the eternal and peaceful Pure Land, where we can overlook the majestic mountains and rivers together and appreciate the magnificent beauty of the world!"

(End of this chapter)