this infinite world

high.

Infinite height.

Only by understanding the wonders of space can one reach those mysterious and boundless heights; only by comprehending the principles of time can one glimpse the true essence of heaven and earth.

Melkor's jet-black body remained standing in the same spot, but from a higher-dimensional perspective, his presence was expanding in an astonishing way. It was as if a figure in a flat painting had suddenly gained depth, or as if a reflection in a mirror had broken free from its surface…

At this moment, Yang Yun clearly "saw" that the Holy Path behind Melkor pierced through layers of void, manifesting a towering Dharma image at an infinite height, overlooking the world and even the common people!
It's not that the physical form becomes "taller," but rather that existence becomes "taller," status becomes "taller," and even the boundaries of dimensions are broken!

Holy position, holy way!
Unlike Milko, who was already labeled a "fake" in Yang Yun's mind, Jieyin, as a primordial saint who existed before the Battle of Creation, had reached a state of perfection in his application of the holy path and could easily unleash the power of the sainthood.

The power of a saint's position is infinitely wondrous, far beyond the imagination of ordinary non-saints. It is not only an inexhaustible source of energy and the privilege of immortal rebirth, but also contains absolute suppression of the essence of mortal life. When its power is fully unleashed, even an ordinary fourth-tier high-level expert will be as immobilized as an ant, their life and death entirely in the saint's hands.

Even those "approaching sainthood" beings whose strength is enough to challenge saints would find it difficult to move forward and would be greatly suppressed under such pressure if they had not condensed their own unique saintly path prototype... At this moment, Jieyin was unleashing this kind of crushing pressure that originated from the essence of life!

It's not a contest of skills, but a difference in dimensions—just as humans don't care about the ants under their feet, the sage's suppression of the mortal is only natural!

"……Um?"

But looking down at Yang Yun, who seemed completely unharmed, Jieyin's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Under this overwhelming pressure of the Holy Path, Yang Yun was not suppressed as expected. Instead, he moved with the ease and composure of someone strolling leisurely in a garden. His demeanor was so natural and comfortable, as if he were returning to his hometown, completely disregarding everything... This clearly revealed an astonishing fact: this person's understanding of the "Holy Path," and even the level of his life essence, far surpassed that of Milko, who was only a novice saint!
However, how is this possible?

The difference between saint and mortal is like an abyss. This is not merely a difference in power levels, but a leap in the very essence of life. If the difference between the fourth and third tiers is a chasm, then the difference between a saint and a non-saint is an entire galaxy. In the long history of the multiverse, the legend of a third-tier being defeating a fourth-tier being is rare, but not uncommon either; and throughout the history of the multiverse, there are only a handful of instances of a non-saint defeating a saint.

Even someone as powerful as "Gu," who proved his Dao through force, could only rival the saints of all races before becoming a saint, and had to pay a heavy price to kill his enemy. "Jun," whose wisdom seemed to have calculated everything, still needed to employ various schemes and maneuvers when facing the suppression of a saintly figure, only managing to successfully assassinate a saint of all races under the right circumstances. In the experience of Jieyin, only one person could demonstrate such effortless mastery at the near-saint level…

No, that's impossible.

Shaking his head slightly, suppressing the absurd guess in his heart, the Buddha, seated at the infinite height, suddenly spoke, his voice booming like thunder, resounding in every corner; it was also like the morning bell and evening drum, echoing in the void: "Who exactly are you, fellow Daoist? Could it be that you are a high-ranking saint who has been lost in history and has returned in reincarnation?"

Reincarnation—this was the only explanation Jieyin could think of at this moment. If the person before him was a powerful figure from history reincarnated, then all the anomalies would be explained. After all, in this vast and multiverse, only beings of equal rank could withstand the pressure of the Holy Path…

Of course, despite his own contemplation, Jieyin could not definitively conclude which historical sage the person before him was the reincarnation of.

Throughout countless ages in the multiverse, from the Primordial Era to the Human Era, the creation war was earth-shattering, the Three-Eyed Clan invaded and caused widespread suffering, and the War of the Gods also stirred up the Primordial Era, which eventually led to the establishment of the Primordial Heavenly Court... In this long history, not to mention the novice saints, even those renowned high saints have mostly perished or disappeared, their whereabouts long since lost in the river of time, impossible to trace.

Furthermore, if the other party is a high-level saint from one of the myriad races of the primordial world who died and was reincarnated into the human race, and then awakened memories of his past life, although this possibility is small, it is not without relevant examples... What Jieyin can confirm now is only that the other party has the ability to "view novice saints as mere clay chickens and earthenware dogs from the perspective of a near-saint."

Even a sage as experienced as Jieyin, who has witnessed countless vicissitudes, cannot foresee the ultimate fate of every powerful being. Those figures who vanished into the mists of history may have long since perished, or perhaps, at this promised time, they are returning to the world in some way…

After all, putting everything else aside, even Hao, who had recklessly self-destructed when the "First Human City" was established before the Battle of Creation, and was so dead that he could not be dead anymore, was reincarnated and returned, wasn't he?
"Ha, if you want to know the truth, you'll find out after the fight!"

Yang Yun had no idea that so many thoughts had already passed through Jieyin's mind in the blink of an eye.

To be fair, Jieyin's guess was actually close to the truth. After all, although Yang Yun had lost his sainthood, his life essence was already extraordinary and he did not need to fear any saintly pressure. This was similar to the awakening of past life memories after a saint's reincarnation. But even if Jieyin's head was broken, he would never be able to imagine that Yang Yun was not actually a saint's reincarnation, but came from another multiverse.

Therefore, faced with the inevitable failure to arrive at the correct answer, Yang Yun simply laughed, and the Heavenly Crystal Sword in his hand surged with azure light. Though his body remained still, the sword's edge pierced through layers of void, slashing once more towards the golden Buddha seated infinitely high above!

It was the same sword strike as before, simple and unadorned, without any fancy moves, even without any specific technique, but it was faster, more ruthless, and stronger than the sword strike that had annihilated thousands of Buddhas!

There are no tricks involved, just a lot of numbers, highlighting the principle of overcoming skill with brute force!
No matter how many supernatural powers or mysteries you possess, I have a sword to shatter them all!
"Very well...then let's suppress you first."

Seeing Yang Yun strike with his sword without a word, Jieyin wasn't too surprised, merely nodding slightly. Every strong person possesses pride; if they were truly swayed by a few words and their hearts were breached, it would only raise suspicion, especially for someone like Jieyin, a former Innate Saint who had once been with Jun, who feared nothing more than a tiger, turning pale at the mere mention of it… Therefore, determining a victor through sheer force was the best course of action for both sides!

"Amitabha!"

A solemn Buddhist chant suddenly rang out from the space that Ilúvatar had previously cut open. In an instant, the ripped void burst forth with boundless light, and the dazzling Buddhist light was like a celestial river hanging upside down. In an instant, it completely swallowed up the sword strike that Yang Yun had unleashed, and even turned around and enveloped Yang Yun completely, filling the entire world!
Infinite light!
In an instant, the mountains and rivers all transformed into a crystal-clear land, and the grass, trees, sand and stones were all adorned with golden light!

The same supernatural power, but different moves, and it hadn't even revealed the strange phenomenon of "Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of the Hand". The effect of the guide who was "driving" the body of the reincarnator just now was completely different from the effect of the guide who was using the body of Saint Milko at this time!
"Truly, a reputation is well-deserved; this one skill alone surpasses that of the Central Buddha of the World..."

Surrounded by boundless Buddhist light, Yang Yun's emerald-green aura, though slightly dimmed, remained as stable as ever. He calmly surveyed his surroundings, a sense of admiration rising within him.

It must be said that with the body of the saint Melkor as a vessel, the power displayed by Jieyin is indeed vastly different from before. This Buddhist Pure Land before them has completely reconstructed the laws of space and time... The flow of time stands still here, the dimensions of space fold here, and even the most basic matter and energy are forcibly solidified into a crystal-like state by the Buddhist light!
Boundless radiance isolates the four elements; moreover, by relying on the imagery of "water," it fills and seals any space, leaving no blind spots... This single move alone is already far beyond the reach of a useless wretch like Melkor!
“Amitabha, fellow practitioner, you are already in my Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.”

Suddenly, from within this all-encompassing Buddha light, a voice of guidance, seemingly both near and far, emanated, as if coming from the very end of the river of time. The voice contained a profound sense of liberation and freedom, unconsciously inspiring one to relinquish all attachments: "In this Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, lotuses bloom in the Seven-Jeweled Pond, and the water of the Eight Merits washes away worldly ties..."

Putting aside other factors, as the leader of Western Buddhism, Jieyin's demeanor and prestige were at their peak. Every word he spoke was like a morning bell, striking deep into Yang Yun's heart and resonating endlessly.

Even more mysteriously, as the guiding voice rang out, the magnificent scenery of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss truly appeared within the Buddha's light—the ground was made of gold, the trees of lapis lazuli, celestial music resounded everywhere, and lotus flowers emerged at every step. The Bodhi tree shadow and the Eight Merits Water that had been shown earlier also appeared before Yang Yun, which he could easily grasp in his palm with a simple touch!

"Fellow Daoist, why not temporarily cease our hostilities and jointly contemplate the profound truths of Bodhi?"

"What a eloquent tongue!"

Feeling the transformative power emanating from all around, or rather, the causal pull that directly points to one's true nature, Yang Yun suddenly chuckled, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "Unfortunately, I have no interest in becoming a monk."

Then, Yang Yun disappeared.

It's not teleportation, nor is it an escape technique; rather, it's a more mysterious method, like a reflection in a mirror disappearing the instant the light changes.

Even someone as knowledgeable as Jieyin was speechless at this moment. Even though he had never given up tracking Yang Yun, he couldn't detect any trace of the other's departure. There were no spatial fluctuations, no ripples in time, not even any disturbances to causal lines… In this Buddha's light that covered everything and filled all space, Yang Yun simply vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace, as if he had never existed!

What's even more terrifying is that the guide couldn't figure out what methods the other party had used!
Although a sage who has fully comprehended the mysteries of the four elements can reshape his body from his sagehood with a single thought, and disperse into the four elements and return to heaven and earth with a single thought, it should be known that throughout the billions of years of the multiverse, no matter what kind of escape method or supernatural power is used, it can never escape the framework of the laws of space and time.

All past escape techniques, whether it's the "shrinking of space into an inch" that folds spatial dimensions or the "eternity in a moment" that disturbs the timeline, always leave corresponding traces, stirring up subtle ripples in the spacetime dimension. It is precisely for this reason that Jieyin dares to assert that his "Boundless Light" divine power can perceive and block all escape techniques... After all, this great divine power, which he comprehended from the origin of spacetime, is capable of capturing any form of movement trajectory.

But now, everything happening before his eyes completely overturned his understanding. Yang Yun's disappearance was not a spatial jump, not time travel, and not even a common dimensional shift. It was more like a conceptual "erasure," as if someone had erased the figures in a painting with an eraser. Not only did the figures cease to exist, but the traces of their existence and the causes and effects they caused were also completely wiped out.

For a moment, even the leader's eyes were wide open, and an absurd thought arose in his mind... Could it be that he had just seen a ghost?
"Yes, this is the mystery of 'emptiness'... After all, humans cannot understand things they have never seen before."

In an instant, a voice, indifferent yet casual, rang out behind Jieyin's head. Accompanying it was the crisp sound of the Heavenly Crystal Sword piercing the Buddha's golden body!

At that moment, Jieyin's pupils suddenly contracted. It was because Yang Yun had appeared behind him without his noticing. The young man, who had vanished so suddenly and reappeared like a ghost, shrugged and casually said, "Even someone as noble as you is no exception."

"Although I'm just a beginner, it seems that my move 'Cloud Waves and Dawn Mist' is quite effective for escaping."

Cloud Waves and Dawn Mist – this is a brand-new skill that Yang Yun created after witnessing Lin Xuwen, an observer of the vast world, demonstrate the concept of "emptiness," and after personally experiencing it in the outer multiverse.

His body was like clouds and mist at dawn, and his movements were like waves rising from the ground... Although Yang Yun's understanding of this move was still somewhat superficial, at most he could only disperse into the void and it was also greatly limited in terms of time, it was still a "completely new concept" that had never appeared in this multiverse before!

Despite his calm demeanor, as if discussing the weather, Yang Yun's hands moved with surprising speed. The Heavenly Crystal Sword transformed into a streak of azure lightning, violently churning within the golden body of the Buddha who was guiding the way!
"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound echoed through the void. This golden body of the Buddha, which should have been indestructible, began to disintegrate at an alarming rate, like an ancient book thrown into a shredder! (End of Chapter)