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"This junior admires Grandmaster's benevolent heart. However, this junior insists on seeking death, there's no need for Grandmaster to persuade me anymore." He had no intention to enter the buddhist faith. His life was full of sinful deeds, and he was too ashamed to live on in this world.
"Good, good. Benefactor, your words have come too early. Please listen to this old monk. Please leave." The Buddha clasped his hands together, and a divine beam of light floated out from his body, like a seed, directly shooting towards the white-haired youth below.
"Sherry!" The sariras could only be possessed by Ancient Buddha who had cultivated to a high level. They contained the essence of the Ancient Buddha's life, including its comprehension of the way and the buddhist arts, and could be said to be the most important treasure to buddhist cultivators.
But now, it was actually bestowed upon him as a fortuitous opportunity!
The sariras directly entered the white-haired youth's body, causing his entire body to shine with a dazzling Buddhist light. He was resplendent and insufferably arrogant, his aura also underwent some changes, actually gaining a sense of sanctity and nobility.
The white-haired youth could feel the changes occurring within his body. His expression was incomparably complicated. He was wholeheartedly seeking death, so why did he want to bestow this opportunity upon him?
"Master, why must you suffer?" The white-haired youth looked towards the Buddha and asked, his expression was filled with puzzlement.
Was it worth it to sacrifice myself for him?
"The cycle of karma cannot be traced back to the past. Traitors also have to cross themselves. Almsgiver, you don't have to grieve over this. If you meet someone you can cross, you will understand what this old monk has done today." The Buddha said with a smile. Her eyes were kind and gentle, making it impossible for one to give off any evil intent.
The white-haired youth's heart trembled. A transporter, was also a transporter?
Was it really worth sacrificing his own life to save others?
He knew that for Ancient Buddha of this level, even if they fell, their soul would still be able to exist for tens of thousands of years without being destroyed. However, if they lost their sariras, it would be difficult for them to continue living.
Seemingly seeing the worry in the white-haired youth's heart, the Buddha continued to speak, "Benefactor, do not worry, this old monk has already said, the cycle of karma is free, the reason you are here is because this old monk wants you to enter the Buddhist Sect, but as expected, everything has its own destiny."
Hearing the Buddha's words, the white-haired youth's eyes revealed a hint of understanding, as if he understood something.
He placed too much emphasis on life and death, so he wanted to use death to redeem his sins, but in reality, death could not solve all of these problems.
In the end, he was still too narrow-minded. His mind was not broad enough to truly think through all of this.
"What should I do?" The white-haired youth looked at the Buddha and asked.
"Just obey your heart and don't forget how you came here."
The Buddha slowly spoke, and as his voice faded, the light surrounding him gradually dimmed, and then his figure disappeared.
The moment the Buddha disappeared, the entire world started to tremble violently. The earth was shaking as if it was going to collapse. Huge cracks appeared in the sky, looking extremely hideous, as if doomsday had arrived.
"What's going on?" The expressions of Jian Qi, Ning Wuque and the rest all changed as they stared at the scene in the sky with slight fear in their eyes.
"It seems this is an illusion." Qin Xuan also looked up at the sky and a hint of understanding flashed across his eyes. At the same time, he vaguely thought of a possibility. Was it him?
In the next moment, waves after waves of terrifying power gushed out from the Great Dao in the air, transforming into a terrifying spatial storm, enveloping everyone within.
The various Heaven Chosen wanted to defend, but they discovered that the great Dao within their bodies was being suppressed. They had no way to unleash their true strength. Their countenances had all turned pale. Were they going to die here?
Even though he was usually calm and collected, there was still a hint of panic in his eyes. It was obvious that he felt threatened by the threat of death.
"Don't worry, it's just a shattered illusion." Qin Xuan transmitted his voice to Chu Feng and the others, including Mu Jinyu.
Very quickly, everyone lost their consciousness, as their bodies floated in the wind. When they finally regained their consciousness, they opened their eyes and discovered that they were already in the external world.
Along with them was the white-haired young man.
"Young Master!"
"Young master!"
"Fourth Prince!"
"..."
Many powerful silhouettes stepped out, crossing the space and instantly arriving at the side of the chosen. These were the experts from the various great power s.
When they saw the strange phenomenon that occurred in space, they started to worry in their hearts. Indeed, very soon, those who entered earlier came out, and as a result, they immediately surrounded the area.
"Is the Sword Son busy?" An elder of the Non-Phase Sword Sect came to the side of Jian Qi with a look of worry on his face. Jian Qi was the core member of the Non-Phase Sword Sect, and if anything happened to him, all of them would be punished.
"I'm fine." Jian Qi shook his head, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Just what had happened just now?
"Have you found any lucky chances?" The elder asked again.
"Nope." Jian Qi shook his head once more, "We are all trapped inside, and we haven't seen any lucky chances at all."
The expression on that elder's face froze in disbelief.
In other words, they had come here for nothing?
The same conversation was taking place in another place, where the experts of the great power were all asking about what had happened to the Heaven's Pride inside. Their expressions became extremely unsightly, and their hearts were pounding.
Could it be that this wasn't a place to bury the Dao?
Yang Hou was also beside Qin Xuan. However, he was not too disappointed when he found out that Qin Xuan had gained nothing. After all, no one had obtained an opportunity, so they did not lose.
At this moment, a silhouette was preparing to leave. It was none other than the white-haired youth.
Jian Qi noticed the white-haired youth's actions and his eyes revealed a strange light. This person wasn't in their line of sight and no one knew what he had done. Then, was it possible that the change that happened had something to do with him?
Furthermore, this person had said that they would come here for nothing. As it turned out, that was the case.
When he thought about Seventh Sword, he felt that white-clothed youth was very weird. Maybe he knew some secrets.
"Please wait a moment." Jian Qi said in a clear voice as he looked at the back of the white-haired youth.
As he spoke, several experts from the Non-Phase Sword Sect appeared around the white-haired youth, blocking his path.
This sudden turn of events caused the expressions of many people to freeze. They felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Those with discerning eyes could see that Jian Qi seemed to be interested in that white-haired youth. Why had he suddenly called out to him?