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This hand is as huge as a towering mountain, its size is beyond imagination.
It seemed that with just a slight wave, the sky could be completely covered, making the sun lose its brilliance.

And at this moment, the entire hand is covered by a layer of faint Buddha light.

But this Buddha light has a faint hint of blood color, which is different from the pure gold color of Sariputra Buddha.

At the same time, terrifying fluctuations of energy and blood continuously came from this hand.

The vigor of the energy and blood was so astonishing, as if a never-ending torrent was rushing through it.

If anyone dares to approach, I'm afraid this energy and blood force alone can easily crush him.

Looking more closely, one can actually discover that countless paths and principles are interwoven like silk threads directly on this huge palm.

These Taos and Dharmas are intertwined, merged, and echoed with each other, forming a huge "卐" character.

It is no exaggeration to say that this hand is no longer just an ordinary hand, but has become the most intuitive symbol of "Tao" itself.

Every swing and every movement of it seems to be the concrete manifestation of "Tao" in this world.

The Buddha's light that originally spanned countless timelines and originated from Sariputra Buddha was originally majestic and magnificent.

However, when it caught a glimpse of this terrifying big hand in an instant, it was like it had suddenly encountered its destined natural enemy.

The sacredness and majesty that originally permeated the Buddha's light disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a deep sense of fear.

I saw that the Buddha's light began to shrink rapidly at lightning speed, trying desperately to hide itself.

However, the giant hand that stretched out from the depths of the blood river refused to give up.
He held on to the Buddha's light tightly and chased after it like a shadow.

In the blink of an eye, this giant hand shuttled back and forth in the long river of time, tracing back and forth for tens of millions of years.

Its speed is beyond imagination. Wherever it passes, ripples appear in the long river of time.

Huang Yan Tianjun and Chu Junyin, who were in the long river of time, were stunned by this scene.

The next moment, the scene changed involuntarily.

……

Three hundred thousand years ago.

There is fog between the mountain streams.

The morning dew slowly slid down the mossy stone wall and dripped into the puddles on the ground, making a crisp echo.

At this time, the hunter wrapped in bear skin was lurking in the bushes.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the white deer that was leisurely drinking water by the stream not far away.

I saw him skillfully draw the bowstring and put on an extremely sharp arrow.

The white deer seemed unaware of the impending danger. It just lowered its head as if no one was around, and gently sipped the clear, sweet stream water.

"Swoosh!" Accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the arrow shot by the hunter rushed away like lightning.

However, just as the sharp arrow was about to hit the white deer, time seemed to suddenly freeze.

Two figures suddenly emerged on the long river of time.

One of them was Xie Que. His expression was as calm as water, and a faint blood light emanated from his body.
The other person is Sariputra Buddha, behind whom a huge Buddha figure standing tall and upright is faintly visible.

The giant Buddha behind Sariputra suddenly stretched out a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun.

He caught the flying arrow accurately with lightning speed and crushed it into pieces.

The frightened white deer jumped high in panic, and its four hooves stomped hard, splashing countless crystal clear water.

"How dare you interfere with the past!"

Sariputra Buddha had a stern expression and his eyes revealed a sharp light.

At the same time, the blood river under Xie Que's feet began to roll and surge violently.

He just raised his finger slightly and flicked it lightly, and a streak of blood poured down from the void.

Like a waterfall made up of blood, it instantly enveloped the white deer.

Under the illumination of blood, the body of the white deer began to twist and deform rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a crystal clear relic.

Afterwards, the relic slowly fell into Xie Que's open palm.

Sariputra Buddha's eyes widened with anger, and endless Buddha light burst out from his body: "This deer really existed in the past, how dare you change the past!"

Chu Junyin had already stepped on the waves and walked away, leaving only a cold laugh echoing in the valley:

"Humph... It's only been 300,000 years. How can I not be real?! It's time to end it today."

The next moment, the hunter drew his bow and drew his arrow.
With his mortal body, he instantly shot the white deer that had turned into a relic in the long river of time.

Sariputra Buddha immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, Xie Que had already walked away on the waves, leaving only a sneer echoing in the valley.

……

More than half a million years ago.

In the busy city, people come and go, and the noise is endless.

However, in this noisy place, on a tall execution platform, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

I saw a burly executioner with a fleshy face holding high a ghost-head knife that was shining with a cold light.

In the center of the execution platform, a monk in a cassock sat cross-legged quietly.

His face was as calm as water, and he seemed to have no fear of the impending death.

Just as the executioner's sword was about to fall, time seemed to suddenly freeze.

Then, it was as if a stone was thrown into the long river of time, causing ripples.

There was a loud clang, and the sword that was supposed to chop the monk away,

It was actually bounced away by a golden palm.

The executioner also trembled at this moment, and his eyes, which were originally blurred by drinking, gradually became clear.

It was Xie Que, whose memory had been restored.

But now he has turned into an executioner, holding the ghost-head knife tightly in his hand.

The monk slowly raised his head, and in the reflection of the ghost-head knife, the face of Sariputra Buddha was clearly reflected.

"What? Are you surprised that I caught up with you?"

Xie Que's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile.

At the same time, a powerful aura gushed out from him.
There was an endless amount of blood surging on the ghost-head knife, like a surging sea of ​​blood.

Faced with Xie Que's provocation, the monk remained calm.

Suddenly, a layer of Buddha's light surged around his body, and the Buddha's light quickly gathered into a huge golden body of Buddha.

With a crackling sound, Sariputra Buddha easily broke free from the restraints on his body.

In an instant, the blazing fire of karma and the sacred Buddha light intertwined with each other.

"You chased me for half a million years, is it just for this one blow?"

Sariputra Buddha slowly stood up and said to Xie Que with a cold look in his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pressed down towards Xie Que.

All I saw was a golden light shining on his palm, like the scorching sun in the sky, making people dare not look directly at it.

Xie Que did not dodge or evade, allowing the golden palm to tear open his chest.

Fresh blood gushed out, but condensed into blood veins in the air, tightly binding Sariputra Buddha's Dharma body.

Not only that, countless blood veins directly penetrated the long river of time and turned all these monks into mummies.

Xie Que just said coldly: "You think too simply of me..."

……

One million years ago.

The deep sea, many feet below, was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stopped. Soft light penetrated the water, scattering dreamlike shadows in the water.

Schools of colorful fish swim among the coral reefs.

Inside a huge dragon clam, a bright pearl is formed and will turn into a dragon ball.

"Gulu gulu..."

A huge whirlpool suddenly formed on the sea surface, and a huge sea snake swam towards the cave at a rapid speed.

The horn on the top of the sea snake's head will turn into a dragon, and it is obviously coming for the dragon ball.

Just as the sea serpent was about to touch the cave, the long river of time began to surge, and the figures of Xie Que and Sariputra Buddha appeared out of thin air.

Sariputra's Dharma body unfolded, and a beam of Buddha light like a net instantly trapped the sea snake.

The sea serpent struggled, making dull roars, and the sea water was stirred up into a turbulent state.

"You hid well, but I still found you." Xie Que's face was grim, and his blood veins stretched out towards Sariputra Buddha like tentacles.

Sariputra Buddha frowned, and Buddha light flashed on his body: "What do you want me to do to let me go?"

"Don't even think about letting you go!"

"Today I will show you that even the Lord of the Other Shore is not immortal!"

Xie Que ignored the obstruction, stretched out his hand and sucked, and the dragon ball turned into a stream of light and fell into his palm.

The sea snake also took the opportunity to break free from the Buddha's light and jumped up.

Then he swallowed the dragon ball whole and was about to turn into a dragon in an instant.

As one thing grows, the other shrinks, and Sariputra's figure becomes more and more illusory in the long river of time.
Correspondingly, Xie Que became much more solid.

In an instant, Xie Que waved his sleeves,

The sea snake that was about to transform into a dragon suddenly merged with him and disappeared in the light and shadow of the long river of time.

Only Sariputra Buddha was left glaring at the empty dragon clam, and the sea water was still surging.

Three million years ago.

In the ancient jungle, spider webs flicker in the morning light.

A fly flapped its wings and flew over, accidentally falling into the net.

The spider silk trembled, and the eight-eyed spider slowly approached.

The long river of time suddenly boiled, and the figures of Xie Que and Sariputra Buddha appeared at the same time.

The two looked at each other and attacked at the same time.

Sariputra Buddha made seals with his hands, and the Buddha's fire instantly turned into a giant palm that slapped the spider web.

Xie Que tapped lightly with his fingertips, and blood veins coiled around like snakes.

"This spider was transformed by my divine consciousness. Don't even think about touching it!" Sariputra Buddha said coldly.

Xie Que had already taken the fly into his palm and sneered:

"Does it belong to you if you say it's yours?"

"Have you lived for so long and still don't know what it means to be destined to be in the right place?"

The spider web shattered and the spider disappeared in a wisp of green smoke.

The fly flapped its wings in Xie Que's palm and actually made the Sanskrit sound of Sariputra Buddha.

Sariputra's Dharma body collapsed, his eyes filled with resentment: "You... you actually reversed the cause and effect to this point!"

Xie Que walked away on the waves, his voice echoing in the long river of time:
"It's just that you were too confident and thought that if you hid yourself, no one would be able to find you."

Five million years ago.

The snow-capped mountains tower into the clouds, and the snow never melts all year round.

On the edge of a steep cliff, a snow lotus stands proudly, its petals crystal clear, like an ice sculpture.

The snow lotus swayed gently in the biting cold wind, as if blending into one with the heaven and earth.

"call……"

A strong wind suddenly arose, the temperature dropped sharply, and a snow eagle swooped down from the sky, its sharp claws heading straight for Xuelian.

Just when the Snow Eagle was about to catch the Snow Lotus, the long river of time shone brightly.

Sariputra Buddha swung his jade bracelet violently, knocking the Snow Eagle away.

The snow eagle flapped its wings in the air and made a shrill cry.

Shariputra immediately smiled: "It's my turn this time..."

But in just a moment, a snow leopard suddenly jumped out from behind a rock.
The snow leopard was so fast that even light could not catch up with it.
It seemed to have penetrated time directly, biting directly at the snow lotus, and then flew away.

Only Shariputra Buddha was left standing there in a daze, "Could it be that this guy is about to condense into a Dao fruit...

……

In the endless depths of the river of time, two figures kept chasing each other.

One is Sariputra Buddha emitting hazy Buddha light, and the other is the blood-colored figure of the Buddha.

They travel through the torrent of time, and wherever they pass, space vibrates and time becomes disordered.

Countless fragments of time are broken and reassembled in their collision and pursuit.
It seemed as if the fate of countless worlds was rewritten in this instant.

Finally, after a long and intense pursuit, the originally powerful Buddha's light,

Under the constant pressure of the giant hand, the light gradually dimmed, the power continued to dissipate, and finally suddenly disappeared.

At the moment when the Buddha's light completely disappeared, only a cry full of anger remained:

"Five million years of karma, it's time to end..."

"Do you really want to kill me?"

This sound seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, echoing throughout the entire virtual space, carrying with it endless resentment.

When this shout echoed in time and space like a thunder, Huang Yan Tianjun's face instantly turned as pale as paper.

His face, which had originally looked dignified due to his confidence, was now completely shrouded in fear, and his eyes were full of terror and panic.

"Buddha's son, he is truly a Buddha's son..."

"And Sariputra Buddha seems to have been defeated..."

Huang Yan Tianjun muttered to himself, his voice trembling.

He was well aware of the Buddha's reputation and terrifying power, and he had just witnessed him go back in time and change the past as easily as if it were nothing.

At this moment, he no longer had any intention of fighting with Chu Junyin, and just wanted to escape from this place immediately.

His body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his three-headed, six-armed Dharma body dimmed due to fear.

He was seen hurriedly forming seals, trying to tear open the cracks in time and space and find a way to escape.

Although Sariputra Buddha was about to pass away and was dying, he was still unwilling to accept defeat.

His figure swayed violently on the long river of time, and the ark representing his other side was beginning to crumble.
It seems that it will fall from the other side at any time.

However, the huge hand of the blood river that represented the Tao and the Dharma did not stop because of Sariputra Buddha.

It was like a ruthless prehistoric beast, with the momentum to destroy everything, and continued to pounce towards Sariputra Buddha.

Wherever the big hand went, the water in the long river of time seemed to boil and roll violently.

"No..." Sariputra Buddha let out a shrill scream.

The blood river hand instantly enveloped it, and the hazy Buddha light quickly dimmed under the suppression of the hand, like a candle in the wind.

With a burst of dazzling light, the figure of Sariputra Buddha suddenly shattered in the long river of time.
It turned into countless fragments of light and dissipated in the endless space and time. (End of this chapter)