Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1139 Starting Again

A single shout of "Kill!" changed everything.

Because it was not just a roar, but also contained an invisible and intangible fist that could only be seen by the thoughts of the primordial spirit.

The Dharmakaya. The Dao Mind? Yin and Yang?

Even after 100,000 years, the Dao Lords present still did not understand how Si Chong had done it, but they were well aware of the immense power of that punch.

This punch shattered everything in sight, as if the foundation of the entire sea of ​​light had been overturned. Endless explosions were generated as a result, but they did not target anything in the present world, nor did they cause any damage. Instead, they struck directly at the Dao Lord's consciousness, forcibly erasing his primordial spirit thoughts.

"Boom!"

The next instant, this invisible and intangible fist landed on the Sword Lord's sword, which was made of a sea of ​​light. The fist and sword collided, and the Dao Lord's will collided as a result.

Finally, the sword light faded.

The supreme will contained within it cracked inch by inch under that invisible fist. Although it did not shatter, it lost its sharpness to kill everything.

On the other side, the invisible fist also shattered.

As the sounds of battle subsided, the Sword Lord once again channeled the Heavenly Dao into the false history, sealing the rift. He then raised his head and looked towards the direction of the River of Destiny.

The variable changed everything.

A punch from a fabricated history was like a pebble thrown into a lake, instantly creating countless turbulent currents, and the river of fate was thus completely out of her control.

'They can't be eradicated.'

In the Sword Lord's eyes, countless future scenes appeared, impossible to cut off or kill completely. Most of these scenes showed the World Honored One ascending to the position of Dao Lord.

Without the Sword Lord's obstruction, Dao Tianqi finally broke into the battlefield between the World Honored One and the First Saint. Boundless Buddhist light continuously overflowed from Dao Tianqi's eyes, already connected with the World Honored One, and also causing the long river of fate and future scenes in the Sword Lord's eyes to gradually converge towards the same ending.

It seems the situation is about to change.

The Sword Master sheathed his sword, his brows furrowing slightly.
'Wanbao. No, if the World Honored One is the first to restore the position of Dao Lord, he will surely kill the First Saint. He can use this as a basis to consider his next plan.'

'Is it feasible to seek refuge with the World-Honored One?'

Or is it that...?

Not only the Sword Lord, but the other Dao Lords were also pondering and searching for a way out. However, the next second, a ray of light suddenly leaped out from the River of Destiny.

Almost simultaneously, the Buddha light in Dao Tianqi's eyes vanished and returned to nothingness. Before him, the majestic golden Buddha was torn apart from the neck by a hand, its body exploded into a sky full of light, and one of its heads was easily lifted by that hand, scattering a sky full of blood rainbows.

At this moment, everything was silent.

The causal network dimmed, blood rained down within the Foundation Establishment Realm, and on the dark side of the Sea of ​​Light, a vast and boundless shadow of consciousness vanished into nothingness at this moment.

The Buddha died.

Both were at the level of the former Si Chong, with no difference in rank. They fought fairly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the World Honored One was killed by the First Saint in a direct confrontation.

Only then did the Sword Lord see clearly the bright light that suddenly leaped up on the river of fate.

That is a predetermined number.

The ending was beyond doubt, forcibly deviating from the outcome foreshadowed by the river of fate. All variables were erased at this moment, leaving no suspense whatsoever!

Absolute strength.

At this moment, all the Dao Lords focused their gazes on that tiny yet lofty figure, their emotions a mixture of fear, awe, and endless thoughts surging within them.

Everyone misunderstood.

Even the Dao Lord did not truly understand what the so-called "Number One in the Battle of Light and Sea" meant, and did not have an intuitive understanding of it.

Only now do they understand.

Back then, Si Chong was the first among Dao Lords, and the First Saint was second. The reason for this was that Si Chong's realm was higher, and his rank surpassed the First Saint by half a head. But what if they were at the same realm?
The mere speculation was enough to silence the Dao Lord.

The next second, the Buddha's head fell from the clouds and rolled down in front of Dao Tianqi, who was stunned in place. At this moment, the aura of the primordial saint rose rapidly!
He not only killed the World-Honored One, but also seized the fragment of the Other Shore from the World-Honored One's hand. He also extracted the consciousness of many Bodhisattvas, including the Pure Land Shakyamuni, and even the World-Honored One himself. This greatly replenished his status, allowing the First Saint to return to the position of Dao Lord!

Even more than that.

Throughout the entire battle, the "variables" had reached their peak, but were extinguished by the "destiny" at the last moment. This was a fatal blow to the imagery!
All Dao Lords can sense it.

At this moment, the [Destiny], which had already almost taken control of the Sea of ​​Light, seemed to have crossed a crucial threshold and was now pressing heavily on them.

The dust has settled.

The next second, a mysterious light fell from the high place, and it was the fragment of the [Other Shore] in the World Honored One's hand, flying straight towards [Angxiao].

"well done."

The voice of the First Saint became increasingly ethereal, no longer clear and grand as before. He returned to his high and mighty position, overlooking the entire sea of ​​light.

"In that case, you will take Wanbao's place."

[Angxiao] silently accepted the fragment, then decisively retreated, distancing himself from the Master of Magic Power, his narrow eyes revealing a deep gloom.

However, he did not hesitate.

The other Dao Lords did not hesitate either. They turned around and stormed into the Underworld, seeking only to wreak havoc and regain their Dao Lord positions as soon as possible!
【The Palace of the Underworld Lord】.

Lu Yang stood calmly in place, watching Dao Tianqi being besieged and devoured, and looking at the Dao Lord who was now looking at him, and sighed deeply.

Still failed.

Despite this, he felt neither disappointed nor desperate; he simply etched everything he had witnessed into the deepest recesses of his heart.

Let's wait for the next life.

Upon realizing this, Lü Yang immediately turned to the next page of the "Book of a Hundred Lifetimes".

But he was stunned.

Prior to this, the Book of a Hundred Generations had never caused any changes. Even the Dao Lord was powerless to resist the great power that reopened the earth, water, wind, and fire.

But this time is different.

This time, with the activation of the [Book of a Hundred Generations], the pseudo-historical river that had been completely manifested in the present world above the sky suddenly became sensitive.

'What is that?'

Lü Yang's eyes widened; at the end of this fabricated history, something was drawing him in.

No, it's not attracting him, it's attracting the "Book of a Hundred Generations".

This feeling was exactly the same as when I first encountered "Golden Nature." The Book of a Hundred Lifetimes sent out an intense thirst and a desire to devour!
What is hidden in pseudo-history?
Almost simultaneously, the First Saint, who had previously transcended the mortal world and disdained the Sea of ​​Light, suddenly turned around and his gaze instantly fell on Lü Yang.

"It's you!?!"

The voice that had always remained calm and composed, regarding all the heroes of the world as nothing, was now completely lost, and the tiny figure suddenly magnified before Lü Yang's eyes.

Lu Yang's consciousness was frozen instantly.

However, the Book of a Hundred Generations has already been activated.

The next second, the First Saint vanished without a trace, and the immense power that completely surpassed the sea of ​​light crashed down, effortlessly erasing everything from Lü Yang's eyes.

Let's try again.

(End of this chapter)