The Supreme Being of the World, Starting from the Heaven-shattering Fuxi

Chapter 1: The Supreme Being of the World, the Emperor on the Other Shore
In the Buddhist Western Paradise, which spans billions of kalpas, Mount Sumeru stands tall and lotus flowers are everywhere in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond.

A huge golden Buddha is sitting in a lotus position, with infinite light shining everywhere, which complements the Buddha's brilliance. A sense of purity and solemnity continues to gather in the center of the Eight Treasures Merit Pond.

Feng Xi was sitting on a twelve-petal golden lotus in the middle of the pond, and a voice kept coming to his ears: Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha…

Every time a sound came, he felt dazed and wanted to fall asleep in this quiet, solemn, peaceful and harmonious environment.

But Feng Xi knew that he couldn't sleep. Once he fell asleep, he would be completely controlled by the monk in front of him and would never have freedom again.

"Shut up, bald ass!"

"He" angrily shouted at the golden Buddha, and the great Dao in his body flowed naturally, transforming into two ancient divine pictures, which seemed to be merging together and were about to take off into the sky.

This is the divine weapon from the other side that belongs to “Him”, and it is also the manifestation of “Him’s” great way - the River Map and the Luo Shu.

clang!
boom!
But at this moment, a bell rang, as if coming from the darkness, slowly and leisurely.

There was also a mirror light, as if it cut through the past, present and future, shining brightly.

In the long river of time, whether in the past or in the future, the same scene appeared at multiple points in time.

The River Map and Luo Shu formed by the original Fuhuang illusory Avenue immediately shattered after the sound of the bell and the light of the mirror, causing Feng Xi's consciousness to feel a sharp pain that was almost unbearable and he was about to faint.

Immediately afterwards, Buddha's light swept across and suppressed "His" great way.

The golden Buddha outside took this opportunity to chant the Buddha's name loudly and said with a sigh, "Your Majesty, why don't you convert to Buddhism? I promise that after I attain enlightenment, I will give you freedom and help you achieve enlightenment."

"Delusion!"

After "He" uttered these two words, he no longer paid attention to the monk, and thoughts kept flashing through his mind.

"Haotian, Taiyi, you two are really committing evil!"

"Why couldn't I travel through time earlier?"

That’s right, the two forces that attacked the original body’s Dao, or the Dao injury of “Him”, came from Haotian and Taiyi, two of the Three Ancient Emperors in the world of the Supreme Being.

Among them, Haotian became the winner and the Emperor of Heaven in this era.

As for Feng Xi's original body, his name in this world is Fuxi, known as Fuhuang in the world. He is also one of the Three Emperors of ancient times.

That’s right, Feng Xi traveled to the remaining body of Fu Huang.

At this time, Fuhuang Avenue collapsed and the true spirit was ignorant, which gave Feng Xi an opportunity.

As for the illusory avenue that exists in Fu Huang's physical body, it is still competing with the avenues of Taiyi and Haotian. That is simply a battle that an ordinary time traveler like him can't participate in.

As someone who has watched "The Supreme Emperor", Feng Xi is very clear about the fate of the original body Fu Huang, and that is pretty much the end of it.

In the original book, Fu Huang competed with Haotian and Taiyi for the throne of Heavenly Emperor in the last era of the ancient times, and was eventually seriously injured.

Afterwards, Fu Huang was always controlled by Amitabha Buddha until the end of the catastrophe, when the Heavenly Emperor broke the Buddha's seal and occupied his body. In the end, he was sacrificed by the Heavenly Emperor and turned into a force to stop Yuanshi.

Throughout the entire book, Fu Huang can be said to be the shame of the other side.

In this world where aliases are everywhere, not only do you not have an alias of your own, you may even be controlled by others and become the enemy's alias.

In comparison, the schizophrenic Donghuang Taiyi is better than him, not to mention the "Haotian God" who survived the death and planned for eternity.

"Since you asked me to travel through time, it shouldn't be for me to become such a Fuxi, right?"

Feng Xi’s consciousness fell on his own true spirit.

Or it cannot be said to be the true spirit, it can only be called the spiritual light of nature.

In this world, only those who are above the realm of Dharmakaya can be called true spirits. In the deepest part of the spiritual light of the nature, there is an illusory Great Dao treasure wheel, standing still, as if it has been like this since time immemorial, and it contains infinite Dao rhyme that cannot be explained clearly.

This was a natural stone wheel he picked up when he was traveling in Kunlun Mountains in his previous life. He originally wanted to take it home as a souvenir.

However, he did not expect that after waking up, the stone wheel would bring him to such a world.

Originally, Feng Xi should be very happy to be able to travel to this world of cultivation, and to the other side of the world.

You must know that the other side of this world exists in every moment of time. It is omnipresent in the past, present and future. Every word and action can be called "God's will."

However, Fu Huang, who traveled through time, was defeated by Haotian and Donghuang, and his illusory avenue was seriously injured, and his true spirit was trapped in Amitabha. Not to mention becoming "God's will", he couldn't even control his own will.

Perhaps it is because of this that Feng Xi's true spirit was able to travel through his remaining physical body.

With Feng Xizhi's ability, it is impossible for him to touch the illusory avenue of his original body Fuhuang. It is simply a dream to want to break free from the control of Amitabha, the "oldest one".

As all these thoughts flashed through his mind, the illusory wheel of the Great Dao began to slowly turn.

Every time it flows, a picture appears in Feng Xi's mind.

The ocean of light faces the abyss of darkness, countless planes and universes are born and die, humans crawl under gods and demons, recuperating in humiliation, and many people whisper "Father of Law";
The demon clan ruled the sky, and the stars in the sky were shining brightly. The witch clan ruled the earth, and the gods and demons in the sky were vast and fierce. Under the Buzhou Mountain that stood tall and upright, the weak humans bowed in unison and called him "Emperor of Heaven".
In the wild and barbaric times, there were demon gods, evil gods, and gods in all directions. Demons, evil demons, and demons were all dancing wildly, but no matter gods or demons, they were all trampled underfoot by people, and they exclaimed "Emperor of the Earth and the Sky";
The nine dragons pulled the coffin slowly, cutting through the boundless dark sea. In the past, present and future, there was a rising fighting spirit. In the sea, it seemed as if someone was shouting "Emperor Fuxi";
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Images of the world flashed through Feng Xi's mind, constantly changing. He seemed to hear the sounds of sacrifice of all spirits, and a feeling of desolation came over him.

Finally, the Great Dao Wheel stopped turning and the scene froze in darkness.

At the same time, a voice, or rather a heavenly sound, reached Feng Xi's ears.

"Cut off all cause and effect, project the Dao mark into this world, and the treasure wheel dissipates."

"Within a million years, if you don't become an immortal, you will be doomed to eternal damnation."

"Within a million years, it will become a legend, and the treasure wheel can return, and we will fight for the vitality of the great road here."

Hearing this voice, Feng Xi couldn't help but complain in his heart: "It took a million years to become a celestial being. Who are you looking down on?"

A million years, let alone becoming a fairy, even if you are just a legend, it would be enough to have hands, right?

Let's not talk about Meng Qi, the guy who reached the other side in more than 200 years. Even in the entire world of the Supreme One, among all the surviving legends, I have never heard of anyone who needed a million years.

The Great Dao Wheel did not give Feng Xi much chance to think. It suddenly generated a suction force, sucking Feng Xi's natural aura into it.

Entering the Great Dao Wheel at the same time as Feng Xi's original spiritual light, there were also the illusory River Map and Luo Shu, as well as the sound of bells and the light of mirrors. The former was the remaining projection of the Great Dao of Fu Huang, and the latter two were even more so the wounds of the Great Dao, which had been tied to his original true spirit.

Even after entering the cycle of reincarnation, it was not completely cut off.

Then, the Great Dao Wheel shook slightly, and Feng Xi fell into endless darkness, and could no longer hear the Zen sound that seemed to come from eternity.

However, the giant golden Buddha beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pond suddenly paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at the body of "Fu Huang".

He discovered that "Fu Huang" had died, his true spirit dissipated, leaving only the illusory Taoist fruit before him.

"Amitabha, is it that Dao Zun has taken action?"

According to Amitabha's calculations, even if "Fu Huang" could not withstand the injuries and died, his true spirit should be trapped here, and He could still use it to make a deal with "Wu Huang".

But now his true spirit has dissipated, and he, as the oldest being, cannot even detect the reason.

Amitabha Buddha thought about it and thought that the only one who could do this was the "Tao Zun" who had attained the Tao and transcended.

"But I've never heard that Dao Zun and Fu Huang still have karma?"

"Well, if I leave, I leave. All I need is this incarnation of the other shore."

(End of this chapter)