Boom!
On the battlefield, Shijia's Buddha Dharma Image sprouted a full thousand arms. A thousand arms, a thousand fists, crashing down at once—one instant, one thousand punches.
His expression and bearing were no longer as placid as water, no longer suffused with sacredness. Instead, they twisted into madness.
To void lifeforms, stability was instead a rare trait. Chaos and madness were their origin.
Only void lifeforms like Shijia, who had reached the pinnacle, would turn from madness under the principle of extremes reversing, seeking the reason they themselves lacked.
In this regard, they stood at the complete opposite extreme from the living beings of the earth.
For those of the earth, the stronger one became, the freer one's heart grew, endlessly unfastening its shackles. But in the void, it was the other way around.
Those powerful lifeforms, in pursuit of reason, voluntarily bound shackles upon themselves.
If void lifeforms could one day make up what they lacked, then without question, they would have reached the ultimate.
But Shijia, as he was now, remained far from that step.
Otherwise, there would have been no need for him to descend upon the earth.
At this moment, provoked by Lu Xun, the shackles of his reason were already on the verge of collapse. The traits of the void erupted instead.
"Weak, weak, weak—far too weak!"
"Flesh and blood, in the end, have their limits!"
"Let me help you find release!"
"First release you, then release this world. My Buddha is merciful!"
Shijia laughed madly, his hands that had hung at his sides suddenly coming together.
Then, centered on Shijia, time within a radius of more than ten li froze outright.
Lu Xun's Dao Truth allowed every move to gain an extra exchange, while Shijia's Dao Truth was regional time stop—freezing time itself.
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