Infinity, starting from eternity

Chapter 551 The Blood of the Progenitor! Indra, the King of the Gods!
"Ending Saint King, you still dare to pay attention to Fang Han in front of me? You might as well pay attention to yourself!"

A cold voice arose, and the Buddha of Boundless World struck out with his palm, revealing a Buddha-land within his palm that illuminated the entire universe.

The vast and mighty Buddha's light and power enveloped the entire world. A Buddha kingdom rose up, and countless Buddhas chanted scriptures, praising the immeasurable Buddhas of the world, who were of great benevolence, compassion, and supreme supremeness.

Although the Buddha of Immeasurable World has questionable morals, betraying his senior brother, the Buddha of Freedom, and shamelessly attacking his two junior disciples, his strength is beyond doubt.

Moreover, he also had Fang Han's help, who used the power of the Lesser Destiny Technique to shatter the bottleneck that had plagued him for countless years, allowing him to reach his current cultivation level of twelve eras.

Even the Holy King could not easily overcome this challenge.

"Ragnarok, the Five Signs of Decay of the Gods!" Forced to withdraw his attention from the battle between Fang Han, Li Ping'an, and Fang Han, the End Saint King unleashed a punch, and five voids emanating the true essence of twilight appeared, resembling the tombs of the gods, bringing an end to the world.

"Boom!"

The two invincible Heavenly Sovereigns of the Twelve Eras clashed instantly, and the Pure Land of Buddha and the Ragnarok were locked in a fierce battle.

"Immeasurable King Buddha, you despicable villain! You are unworthy to be the ruler of the Buddhist realm. First, you betrayed the Free King Buddha, were jealous of your two nephews, imprisoned the Good and Evil King Buddha, and forced the reincarnation of Shakyamuni Heavenly Lord. Now you are leading the Buddhist realm into the abyss, offending Fang Han and Li Ping'an. Do you know that death is just around the corner!"

"Your scheme will not succeed. Fang Han and Li Ping'an's fortune and power are beyond your imagination. You and Fang Han will both die here!"

When dealing with the people of the Buddhist realm, the End Saint King had no psychological burden and showed no mercy. He severed everything by ending the Great Dao, and the aura of Ragnarok filled the heavens and the earth.

The five signs of decay in the celestial beings and the death of all living beings are an inevitable end, a fate that cannot be defied.

Every move and every stance brought wounds to the Great Dao. After the Holy King finished comprehending the marks of the gods, his strength reached a completely different level, incomparably profound. He even glimpsed a trace of the mysteries of the Immortal King and knew the path ahead.

Although both of them were at the level of the Twelfth Era, the final move of the Holy King made the Boundless Buddha realize the difference between them.

It should be noted that in the Buddhist realm, the talent of the Buddha Boundless King is not even among the top three, far inferior to that of the Buddha of Good and Evil and Shakyamuni Buddha. Otherwise, he would not have been jealous and secretly attacked them.

The End Saint King was undoubtedly the most talented person in the divine race, rivaling even the Primordial Saint King. Heavenly Consort Umo was slightly inferior, and the other divine lords were even less so.

"Hmph! You, the End of the Holy King, what right do you have to talk about me? Aren't you no different!"

“You say I betrayed the Buddha of Freedom in the World, but you also did not obey the orders of the Primordial Holy King.”

The Buddha King of the World sneered repeatedly, "To put it bluntly, we are all doing this for ourselves. As long as we can attain enlightenment, what does it matter if we have to give up everything?"

"You chose Fang Han, but I bet on Fang Han!"

"We who have cultivated to become Heavenly Lords are all of unwavering will, indestructible through countless eons. There's nothing more to say now; it's either you die or I die!"

"Boundless array, boundless Buddhist teachings!" The Boundless King Buddha of the World unleashed countless Buddhist arrays. Compared to the astonishing killing power of the End Saint King, this Lord of the Buddhist Realm was ultimately inferior.

But fortunately, he wasn't the only one dealing with the End of the Holy King; he also had the assistance of ancient Buddhas such as Da Bei, Liu Li, and Ming Zun.

"End Saint King, you have fallen into demonic ways, betrayed the divine race, and joined forces with demons like Fang Han and Li Ping'an. If you do not repent, you may be trapped in the Avici Hell and die a peaceful death."

"Wake up quickly!"

The ancient Buddhas of the Buddhist realm formed an array, the Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas Under Heaven, whose Buddhist teachings are boundless and whose merits are immeasurable, saving all sentient beings. Even the Holy King of the End could not break it directly, and was restricted at every step.

Dragons, Buddhas, demons, gods... these powerful races all have methods to protect their clans. Even ancient celestial lords with cultivation levels of ten eras or more cannot gain an advantage against them.

"Buddha? I have comprehended the twilight of the gods, but I have not yet comprehended the twilight of the heavens and the twilight of the realms. This is just the right time for me to hone my skills and comprehend the twilight of the Buddha, the Nirvana of all Buddhas!"

End the Holy King's Roar!

Ragnarok was naturally invincible against the gods, but the Buddhist realm was not under his jurisdiction. Now he was going to tap into the potential of the Great Dao of Ending.

One after another, ancient Buddhas and Heavenly Lords took action, entering the great formation and manifesting countless chains composed of Buddhist scriptures, which firmly bound the End Saint King. Meanwhile, countless twilight energies rose continuously from the End Saint King's body, ending everything.

In this collision, the path to ending the Holy King's cultivation is also advancing rapidly.

"Hmph! End of the Holy King, just look at this!"

Upon seeing the overwhelming power of the End Saint King, the Boundless Buddha of the World smiled slightly.

Suddenly, he flipped his palm, and a drop of purple blood appeared, exuding an aura like the origin of the gods. Just by remaining still, the void trembled violently, opening up small divine kingdoms, and one after another, three-headed, one-horned gods emerged from the primordial energy.

"The blood of the progenitor!" The End Saint King's expression changed drastically.

"That's right! This is a drop of blood from the Primordial Holy King. He knew you had betrayed the Gods, so he specially bestowed this drop of blood to eliminate you!"

"No matter how arrogant you are, no matter how much you defy the progenitor, you cannot escape your identity. You are a god, a product created by the progenitor saint king. Your bloodline, soul, life, everything you have was bestowed upon you by the progenitor saint king!"

"Give me a sigh!"

The immeasurable Buddhas of the world roared, "A single drop of the Immortal King's blood is filled with boundless power, enough to obliterate a Heavenly Monarch. More importantly, it contains his will. Even if the Immortal King's will is not infinite, it has definitely reached the highest level of perfection, capable of shattering eternity and destroying everything!"
"Kneel down! Kneel down! Kneel down!"

The voice of the progenitor saint seemed to echo in the ears of the final saint king, cold and ruthless.

"Ahhh! I will not yield, Primordial Saint King! Even if you are my creator, you are no exception!" The End Saint King was forced to retreat repeatedly, his bloodline throbbing, and he almost knelt down without any ability to resist.

But at the most dangerous moment, he suddenly grasped a glimpse of the mystery of the marks of the gods. The ancient gods had completely submitted, and were being monitored from body to soul, and even the depths of their hearts, but they still did not yield and would continue to resist for the sake of resistance.

This yearning for a free life inspired the potential of the Ending Saint King, enabling him to resist the will of the First Saint King.

"They actually withstood it!" Tianfei Wumo, standing in the distance, had a hint of surprise flash in her beautiful eyes, a feeling that was hard to describe.

Only with such a sliver of hope in their will, if the Primordial Holy King himself were to arrive, then without a doubt, the Ending Holy King would not even have the slightest chance to resist and would kneel here, prostrating himself on the ground.

"Hmph! So what if you blocked it? The End of the Holy King, you have nowhere to escape!"

The Buddha King of the World once again swung his palm, ending the Holy King's repeated vomiting of blood. He was still under the control of the Ancestor's blood pressure, unable to unleash even half of his full strength.

Fang Han led the Heavenly Lords of the Divine Race and the Buddhist Realm to attack, which was clearly premeditated. The blood of the Primordial Saint King was a stroke of genius, as he had long anticipated the end of the Saint King and Feng Baiyu's existence.

Having killed the End Saint King, a Heavenly Monarch giant with twelve epochs of cultivation, what are the others compared to him?

"Damn it! End the Holy King!"

Feng Baiyu wanted to go and provide support when a golden bolt of lightning pierced through the sky.

The golden lightning, imbued with unparalleled awe, resembled a supreme god-king wielding his scepter, bestowing judgment upon all beings; no one could defy his authority. "Indra, when did you acquire such power?!"

Feng Baiyu looked astonished and dodged the golden lightning.

The one who attacked him just now was actually Di Shitian, but such power should not have appeared on him at all.

The seven ancient celestial rulers of the divine race were led by Indra, with the other six celestial rulers being Rigdzin, Nirmanakara, Yama, and Zizai.

Indra is comparable to the Death God and the Eternal God, possessing the cultivation of five or six eras, while other gods are slightly inferior, with only four eras.

But now, the strength that Indra is showing is terrifyingly high. He is even more powerful than Indra after he found Shakyamuni, reaching the level of eight eras. He is surrounded by endless golden lightning, like a true king of gods and the supreme conqueror!
In the past, the highest-ranking members of the divine race were the three Holy Kings. Even if the Holy King of the End rebelled, Indra would still have to submit to his nominal consort. Under the Heavenly Consort Umo, there was no way there was such an imposing presence.

"Hmph! Shakyamuni God, do you think I'm still the same as before!" Indra sneered, holding his scepter, his figure majestic amidst golden lightning.

"With Fang Han's help, I have comprehended my true origin. I am the true supreme king of the gods, the ruler of all gods!"

Indra, also known as Sakra, is the king of gods, the wisest among gods, and the emperor shared by gods and Buddhas!
He should be the king of the gods and the head of the holy kings!

A vajra appeared in Indra's hand, with endless golden lightning surging forth, splitting the sky and the earth, as if he were a supreme god-king.

"Lord Shakyamuni, why do you not bow to me?"

"You traitor who disregards the Buddha's teachings!"

Indra wielded his vajra, his power boundless and his wisdom limitless. Every word he spoke struck straight to the heart, possessing a mysterious power that stirred Feng Baiyu, causing him to feel dazed.

As the golden lightning bolts struck, their power was immense, and Feng Baiyu was suddenly in danger.

"Your power does not come from within the Gate of Immortality, but from the outside world, from the mythical power of another world. You devoured it and altered the origin!" In this critical moment, Feng Baiyu remained extremely calm as he analyzed the opponent's power.

Emperor Shitian, this ancient god-emperor, actually had such an opportunity, possessing a mythical power.

He even began to subtly transform into the deity king of the gods, the king of the gods—this was his new identity, and this change greatly increased his strength and transformed his cultivation.

"Hahaha! That's right! True power comes from outside the Gate of Immortality. How can one transcend by relying on the power of the Gate of Immortality!"

Indra laughed loudly, "And I have obtained the power of mythology from another world, fused with countless avatar projections, so even the Gate of Immortality cannot restrict me! Hahaha, one day, I will transcend, and the realms of gods, the heavens, all worlds will be conquered by me!"

"Insanity!"

Boundless Buddhist light surged from Feng Baiyu's body, "You are not Indra, and I am not Shakyamuni! What is illusory is not necessarily inferior to what is real!"

Within the Gate of Immortality lie many seemingly plausible yet ultimately false things. This is true of Indra, and it is also true of Shakyamuni. The former bears some resemblance to the mythical god-king, while the latter shares similarities with the experiences of Shakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism.

He received the teachings from the Buddha of the Worldly Free King, but he comprehended new Buddhist principles and wanted to create a new Buddhism. This was something that the Buddha of the Worldly Immeasurable King could not tolerate, as it was an act of splitting the Buddhist realm under his command, which forced him to reincarnate.

Now that Feng Baiyu has returned, many insights have emerged, "Thus have I heard!"

A massive halo appeared behind him, slowly rotating and radiating the light of wisdom. At this moment, he was not the Buddha, but an enlightened being, and spiritual power surged from him.

"Boom!"

Even Indra's golden lightning could not destroy this enormous halo. Wisdom originates from the human heart, and as long as the heart remains steadfast, it will never be erased.

"The Holy King of Reincarnation!"

Seeing this enormous halo made Di Shitian question his existence, as if Feng Baiyu also possessed the potential to become a Holy King of the God Race.

But why didn't I have that in the past?

The title of the Holy King of the Wheel of Life is also a title of Shakyamuni. He was a truly enlightened being with great wisdom, and Feng Baiyu embodies this spirit.

"Return at once and end the Holy King's reign!"

"You hold the power of ending, the embodiment of Ragnarok. You have never been anyone's creation. If there is a creator, there is only one: Destiny!"

"The birth of you by the Primordial Holy King was merely an inevitable consequence of the trajectory of fate!"

Feng Baiyu unleashed a palm strike from afar, his Buddhist light merging into the array of the Heavenly Monarch of the Buddhist Realm, flowing effortlessly into the body of the End Saint King. "We need you, destiny needs you. Slaying the Ancestral Saint King is your mission!"

"That's right! You're right, the Primordial Saint King was not my creator!"

"I am free! I am an apostle of destiny! No one can stop me!"

He ended the Holy King's roar, broke the formation, and comprehended the true meaning of destiny. The blood of the Ancestral Holy King could no longer exert any pressure on him.

"How can it be!"

The Buddha King of the World's expression was distorted. The Holy King of the End had comprehended a path that surpassed that of the Ancestor, but he himself had always been subordinate to the path of the Buddha King of the World's Freedom, and could never surpass him. Even his two junior disciples had already embarked on different paths.

"Damn it! Damn it! You all deserve to die!" he roared, unable to tolerate it any longer.

This made him seem like a joke.

And isn't Indra the same?

"kill!"

Chaos Heavenly Lord flashed forward and pointed a finger. The God Clan's Dugu Heavenly Lord let out a miserable scream and exploded into a blood mist, becoming the first Heavenly Lord to fall on the battlefield.

Dugu Tianjun was not a veteran Heavenly Lord of the Divine Race, and his strength was limited.

Unlike Li Ping'an and his group, although they only had seven Heavenly Lords, each of them possessed immense strength. The weakest of them had the cultivation of six eras, and even when several Heavenly Lords surrounded and attacked them, they could not defeat them.

"Hahaha! Fang Han, it seems the people you prepared aren't strong enough!"

On the other side, Li Ping'an and Fang Han joined forces to stabilize their formation and were evenly matched with Fang Han.

It may seem ordinary, but for Fang Han it was a great humiliation. He had the cultivation of ten eras, yet he couldn't quickly defeat Li Ping'an and Fang Han, which was already a failure in itself.

"What a bunch of useless trash!" Fang Han was furious. He had invested so much, but the people from the Divine Race and the Buddhist Realm had not achieved the results he expected. How could he not be angry?

(End of this chapter)