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Mingguang Zufo pinched his big hand, and Huangyan Tianjun's true spirit immediately flowed into his body.

At this moment, the Buddha's face, which seemed a little blurry just now, became clearer.

He gently raised his hand, and a glass-like halo appeared on his fingertips.
But it brought with it the irresistible pressure of the Heavenly Dao, instantly covering the entire Mingguang Realm.

"You have stolen the power of heaven and parasitized my body. You must be executed today."

The voice of Mingguang Zu Buddha is like the sound of a huge bell, making the heaven and earth buzz.

Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly became quiet.

Immediately afterwards, countless monks who were enveloped by countless beams of light felt that their own strength began to drain away.

"No! Buddha, please spare my life!" A God of Creation roared in horror. His Dharma body was disintegrating bit by bit in the column of light and turning into specks of starlight.

However, before his cry for mercy could be heard far away, it was crushed by the power of Heaven.

Gao Qiong Tianjun was in doubt at this moment. He originally wanted to create two gaps in the long river of time, but found that the surrounding space and time had already been blocked by the way of heaven.

As soon as his spiritual consciousness touched the crack in the void, he was pulled back by a huge force that came from nowhere.

Even a celestial monarch like him can only sit and wait for death when facing the might of Heaven.

At this time, countless Divine Realm monks were filled with despair.
They could only watch as their bodies and souls were destroyed, and their true spirits were stripped away and fell into the palm of Mingguang Buddha.

Between heaven and earth, wailing sounds rose and fell, but they fell silent in an instant.

At this moment, in the Mingguang Realm, all cultivators above the divine realm have become eternal prisoners.

Their bodies and souls were completely annihilated and turned into part of the Heavenly Dao, while their true spirits were imprisoned within the Heavenly Dao's body.

Mingguang Zufo lowered his head and stared at his palm, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "A mere ant dares to covet the power of heaven."

He clenched his fist lightly, and the true spirit in his palm immediately let out a sharp wail, but it was unable to shake the Heavenly Dao in the slightest.

The next moment, Mingguang Zu Buddha's gaze turned to the long river of time.

Endless years are reflected in His eyes, as if He can see through the past and the future.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the long river of time suddenly boiled.

A faint, invisible crack appeared in the distant past.

If this crack lasts for a long time, it will form a "tributary" in the long river of time.

"My realm and time and space shall be controlled by my master!"

Countless Buddha lights ignited in the palms of Mingguang Buddha and merged into that tributary of time.

His voice echoed between heaven and earth for a long time: "From now on, there will be no more thieves in my realm. Only the way of heaven will be eternal."

In that instant, the bright light world fell into the tributary of time,
Thousands of threads of cause and effect suddenly snapped, and the rules of the world began to collapse.

The thousand-year-old snow on the highest peak suddenly blooms into blood-red Udumbara flowers, and magma flows out from the bottom of the deepest ocean.

On the tributary of time, countless bubbles of light and shadows appear.

And each of these bubbles contains a piece of tampered history of the Mingguang Realm.

At this moment, the Mingguang Realm is both collapsing and expanding, and time seems to be going backwards and forwards at the same time.

The dying person cannot die, and the fetus in the womb cannot be born.

Under the Bodhi tree, monks are performing two ceremonies at the same time: ordination and passing away.

The ice layer, which has existed for thousands of years, switches repeatedly between melting and solidifying.

The murals depicting the Buddha were now transforming into scenes of demons dancing wildly.

The cosmic light representing the tributary of the Mingguang Realm is gradually becoming clearer.

All the countless years of past events contained within it began to disappear.

Holes began to appear in the eyes of countless people.

They have forgotten their past, forgotten the past, and even forgotten who they are.

A trickle of golden blood flowed from the corner of Mingguang Buddha's mouth, and the blood dripped down and turned into boiling sarira, which burned holes in the void.

He could feel that there seemed to be a huge wave invading the long river of time.

If I can't hold on at this moment, the Mingguang Realm will return to its previous state, and I will once again become the unconscious Heavenly Dao.

In an instant, when the first wave of cosmic light hit, several monks suddenly appeared in the Mingguang Realm.

They are not outsiders, but have disappeared, but they are the gods of creation who were born in the Mingguang Realm.

Mingguang Zu Buddha suddenly raised his hand and then clapped.

His arms extended into the long river of time, and on the palms of each arm there were angry Buddha eyes.

Wherever the Buddha's light shines, the disordered time and space melt away like boiling water poured on snow.

Before He could completely suppress it, a second wave came.

Countless deathly auras poured out from the long river of time and completely overturned into the bright light realm.

A vertical pupil appeared between the brows of Mingguang Zufo.

Ninety-nine and eighty-one Buddha lights shot out from his pupils and penetrated deep into the underworld.

All of a sudden, as if in response, a rotten Buddha corpse that looked exactly like himself appeared in the underworld.

That was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao that was in extinction on a certain timeline in the future, and was forcibly summoned at this moment as an anchor point for suppression.

The moment the rotten Buddha corpse touched His palm, countless dead energy instantly transformed into spiritual energy, nourishing the heaven and earth.

But the most terrifying thing is the third wave that is about to hit.

In an instant, invisible karmic fire suddenly ignited from his body and soul.

The shadows of the thieves emerged from the fire, gnawing madly at his golden body of merit.

At the deepest level, one could even vaguely see Chu Junyin's sneer. He was still polluting the foundation of the world at this moment.

“Suppress!” As the Buddha shouted angrily, the rules materialized into pagodas, which fell down in various places in the Mingguang Realm.

Each of these pagodas reflects a revised period of history and forcibly stitches together the turbulent fragments of time.

But doing this also comes with a price.

When the tide transformed from the third wave of cosmic light was pushed back to the riverbed,

The body of Mingguang Zu Buddha was covered with wounds, and what flowed out of the wounds was not blood, but strange bronze rust.

Those are the backlash of the long river of time. Every piece of rust is eroding the future lifespan of the Heavenly Dao.

At this moment in the Mingguang Realm, the mountains and rivers are still the same, but there is less noise and more tranquility.

All living beings are ignorant, unaware of the past, and even less so of the future.

At this moment, countless people in the Mingguang Realm raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

The sky is no different at this moment, but the whole feeling it gives people is brand new.

The look in Mingguang Buddha's eyes changed. He had now felt the price of forcibly splitting the long river of time.

The final stable Mingguang Realm has a surface covered with wrinkles.

Every wrinkle represents a hundred years of compressed time.

In other words, the time that the Mingguang Realm could originally exist has been compressed a hundred times.

The image of the ancestor Buddha always hangs high in the sky, and at the cost of the constantly peeling golden body, it suppresses the tributary riots into a controllable crack.

The base of His Dharma body had moldy Sanskrit characters on it, and upon closer inspection it turned out to be the embodiment of the four-calamity cycle of "creation, existence, destruction and emptiness". This was the price of suppression.

At this moment, although the Mingguang Realm still exists, it is like a seriously ill patient who will soon die.

In the void, the figure of Mingguang Buddha is as clear as glass.

Under His feet, every step creates ripples, and wherever the ripples pass,
The void condensed into gold foil, and chaos turned into Buddha land.

This is a sign that He has already stepped into the half-step path to fruition.

Every movement represents the embodiment of "Tao".

"And there are bugs..."

The Ancestral Buddha's gaze was as sharp as a torch, penetrating layers of time and space, locking onto the countless blood veins hidden in the Mingguang Realm.

These blood vessels all exist in an invisible field, and even He, who exists like this, actually neglected it. And this is the power that Chu Junyin possessed only after he completely stepped into the measurement.

At this moment, these blood veins turned into the cause and effect lines left by Chu Junyin.

In the eyes of Mingguang Zu Buddha, these blood veins are as clearly visible as spider webs.

"There is another bug... that escaped outside the realm..."

"You have eaten my blood and essence, even worse than other cultivators... and you have colluded with foreign demons... You deserve to die!"

"But... do you think you can escape my pursuit by hiding from the cause and effect?"

His palms slowly spread out, and infinite Buddha light flowed from his fingertips, transforming into a glazed sword.

The sword tip trembled slightly, emitting a clear Sanskrit sound.

The sound penetrated the void and reached every corner of the Mingguang Realm.

Wherever the sword light passed, the blood vessels collapsed and turned into starlight, disappearing into nothingness.

"Causes and consequences must be repaid, blood debts must be repaid with blood."

The voice of Mingguang Zufo was cold and ruthless, and where the sword pointed was the will of heaven.

The material energy absorbed from those severed blood vessels was instantly returned to the world.

At the same time, these blood veins stained with Chu Junyin's cause and effect turned into strands of silk and floated towards the palm of Mingguang Buddha.

His gaze penetrated through layers of void, tracking Chu Junyin's trace.

However, Chu Junyin's figure disappeared without a trace, like a drop in the ocean.

Mingguang Zufo frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"How could you avoid the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao?"

There was a hint of surprise in His voice, but more of it was cold disdain.

He flicked his fingertips lightly, and countless images suddenly appeared in the void.

Those pictures contain Chu Junyin’s past, his cause and effect, and his calculations.

However, no matter how Mingguang Zufo deduced, Chu Junyin's figure could never be locked.

His causal line seemed to be cut off by some force and disappeared at the end of the void.

"Maha Realm..."

Mingguang Zufo's voice was low, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He finally understood that Chu Junyin was not hiding in the cause and effect, but had escaped into the Maha realm.

"Do you think you can escape by hiding in the Maha Realm?"

"Karma is a cycle, and there will be retribution in the end."

In the void, the figure of Mingguang Zufo completely disappeared.

However, the cold pressure of the Heavenly Dao still enveloped the entire Mingguang Realm.

Although Chu Junyin's trace has disappeared, Mingguang Zufo's hunt has not ended.

In the Maha Realm, there is a water mirror in front of Xie Que and Chu Junyin.

And at the moment when the Mingguang Realm was completely pulled into the tributary of the long river of time, everything that the two could see just now suddenly disappeared.

There was a sudden silence in the water mirror, but a fire ignited the next moment.

Due to the time disorder in the Mingguang Realm, no matter how long Mingguang Buddha stays in the Mingguang Realm, it is only a moment in terms of the present time and space.

Xie Que immediately saw that the Buddha fire in the palm of Mingguang Zu Buddha condensed into a lotus lamp.

His and Chu Junyin's appearance were also reflected on the lotus lantern.

Xie Que took action immediately and broke the water mirror directly.

There is no need to face off against Mingguang Zu Buddha of such strength.

Just relying on the principle of cause and effect that he has mastered, he can easily destroy Chu Junyin.

Therefore, the best way at this moment is to let Chu Junyin hide.

Outside the void, the Buddha Mingguang also looked at the diamond-shaped Maha Realm.

He didn't show any expression, but he did feel the situation was difficult.

Although He is extremely powerful, He cannot enter another world at will.

While he was thinking, he suddenly sighed again: "This world is like a flower in a mirror."

"They yearn for an empty, illusory future, but you are made up of countless pasts."

The next moment, a skeleton wearing a tattered cassock stepped out of the void, and each joint was embedded with a relic as big as an eye.

When it raised its hand in salute, the sound of wooden fish rang out simultaneously in the three thousand worlds.

Mingguang Zu Buddha originally wanted to take action, but his Heavenly Dao Dharma Body was causing ripples.

It seemed as if he was restricted by the rules of the Tao, making it impossible for him to take any action against the monk who looked like a skeleton.

At this moment, He recognized the dry bones.

One of the old Buddhas, and also a disciple of the current Buddha.

Kinnara Bodhisattva is also known as the "Ten Thousand Eyed Buddha" who now walks in the void.

According to legend, he was the most gifted disciple under the Buddha.

In order to follow the footsteps of the past Buddhas and attain transcendence, he did not hesitate to kill all three hundred million believers.

He used the bodies and souls of his believers to refine his body, and completely merged into the void to become this appearance.

"Buddha of Ten Thousand Eyes." The moment the Buddha's name was uttered, the skulls suddenly opened their eyes.

Three hundred billion gazes converged into a river, washing the eyes of the Mingguang Ancestor Buddha and burning the void with a charred Sanskrit imprint.

Kinnara nodded slightly, as if responding: "My Buddha ordered me to come and help you."

Mingguang Zu Buddha listened and nodded slightly.

He himself was inspired and created by these old Buddhas.

The Bodhisattva Kinnara then said:
"If you want to enter the Maha Realm..."

"Bian first imprisoned this world with endless cosmic light!"

The withered bone raised his hand and grabbed the long river of time, and under the flushing of the cosmic light, countless black smoke seeped out from his fingertips.

Looking closely, countless hideous faces appeared in the black smoke.

Mingguang Zufo also nodded slightly and stretched his hand into the long river of time.

In front of these two terrifying existences, the originally surging river suddenly rolled back and coiled towards the Maha Realm like a giant python.

Mingguang Buddha saw an incredible scene, and the edge of the Maha Realm began to crystallize.

"To cut off their spiritual power, we need to plant evil seeds."

Kinnara's spine suddenly cracked, and nine hundred and ninety relics emitting black smoke flew out.

Every time a relic fell into the long river of time, it immediately triggered a horrific chain reaction.

Countless black marks like mold suddenly appeared on the surface of the entangled Maha Realm.

The lotus lamp of Mingguang Zufo suddenly became brighter.
The scene was pitch black just now, but now it seems that one can sense Chu Junyin's location.

At this moment, he also saw through Kinnara's plan.

The moment countless cosmic lights enveloped the Maha Realm, Kinnara's condensed nirvana Buddha nature began to backfire.

Those black mold spots were the result of the evil thoughts of the Buddha who died eons ago. At this moment, they were attaching to them and injecting the evil thoughts into the heavenly way of the Maha Realm.

“If I want to catch that bug... these... are not enough!” The glazed Dharma body of Mingguang Zufo suddenly expanded, and the robes on his body turned into prayer flags that covered the sky.

All of a sudden, a scripture that had never appeared in this world appeared on the banner. Each Sanskrit word jumped out of the cloth, biting into the long river of time and sucking it madly.

The absorbed cosmic light condensed into a vajra in his palm, and the body of the vajra was entangled with countless spiritual ideas stripped from the Maha Realm.

At this moment, Kinnara's skull also emitted a chime-like laugh. (End of this chapter)