Ning Zheng slightly furrowed his brows upon hearing this.
"He wants to use my previous move, surpass the limits of the Extreme Dao Esteemed Immortal during the transition of proving the Dao, and steamroll us?"
Ning Zheng's thoughts raced.
"Prehistoric used the River of Time to nurture the End of Dharma Esteemed Immortal, that calamity-born genius, in an instant. Only then could he copy me and seize my title during my Dao-proving."
"And now, if I want to copy him, I have to walk his path in a short time. Under normal circumstances, that's absolutely impossible. There's only one way: directly replicate his divine ability with the Mask, then walk his path."
Back then.
They had created the Immortal Vein Esteemed Immortal and the End of Dharma Esteemed Immortal to interfere with Ning Zheng's path to proving the Dao—and had nearly succeeded!
How could he let them have their way now?
Then.
The next question was what Great Dao he intended to prove!
Esteemed Immortal Changzhen's technique was mysterious. With a single move, he had sent the Candlemas Buddha, who was carrying the momentum of the greater trend, flying backward. This was no longer merely a matter of individual battle prowess.
"Something must have happened here."
At that moment, Xin Xichen, on the opposite side, was also thinking frantically.
With his world-shaking wisdom, peerless throughout all of history, Xin Xichen suddenly sensed the faintest trace of something abnormal amid the burning of his kindling.
Xin Xichen suddenly threw his head back and laughed.
"That's it! He stole my authority over the momentum of humanity."
"Just now, in that instant, he stole the momentum of humanity that empowered the prayers of billions upon billions of Buddhist disciples and brought it onto himself."
"For that instant, I was a nobody in white,