N-A-A Chapter 902 The Power of a Sage: Unshakeable Human Race's Destiny?!
Chapter 902 The Power of a Sage: Unshakeable Human Race's Destiny?!
With Lao Tzu's move!
A terrifying giant hand, capable of blotting out the sky, appeared out of thin air. Between the lines of the hand, it seemed as if the sun, moon, and stars were being born and dying, and countless worlds were revolving!
The mighty power of the sage transformed into a raging chaotic current, coiling around the giant hand and unleashing a terrifying force capable of destroying everything!
This palm strike was not aimed at Ji Ren!
Rather, it was the boundless human destiny above his head that supported his path to enlightenment!
What I want to do is destroy all of this!
He wanted to personally interrupt Ji Ren's path to enlightenment in front of the entire prehistoric world, and completely crush the hope of his human race into dust!
That terrifying giant hand, carrying the supreme power to freeze time and space, crashed down towards that golden ocean of fortune!
At this moment, time seemed to be infinitely stretched.
The breath of all living beings came to a complete halt under that colossal hand, powerful enough to overturn the primordial world.
fear!
Boundless fear gripped the mind of everyone!
The sage acted in anger, not to kill, but to destroy the destiny of the human race!
What a ruthless and decisive tactic!
Once he succeeds, Ji Ren's path to enlightenment will be severed on the spot, and the annihilation of his soul and spirit will be the lightest outcome.
The entire human race will be destroyed because its foundation of fortune will be destroyed, and it will be completely reduced to a plaything that saints can manipulate at will, with no hope of redemption!
It can be said that Lao Tzu chose the most ruthless method, almost a suicidal strategy.
Countless living beings felt their scalps tingle and their hearts nearly leap out of their chests.
In that instant, their thoughts, without prior agreement, transcended endless time and space, and were directed toward the shores of the East China Sea.
Jinao Island!
The Drunken Sword Immortal!
Faced with Lao Tzu's audacious act of overturning the table without regard for the dignity of a sage, would the mysterious and unpredictable Sword Immortal of Wine stand idly by?
This is his personally trained disciple!
This was a grand scheme he orchestrated!
He will definitely make a move!
He will surely reappear and use his unparalleled swordsmanship to confront the saint!
however.
Just as all living beings in the primordial world were eagerly anticipating it.
The direction of Jin'ao Island was deathly silent.
There was no earth-shattering sword energy soaring into the sky, nor the resounding voice of the Great Dao shaking the world.
That celestial island remained peaceful and serene, shrouded in misty ethereal air, seemingly detached from the world, indifferent to everything that was happening in Kunlun Mountain.
I don't know.
At this moment, on Jin'ao Island, beneath a towering spiritual root.
Gu Changqing was leaning against a tree trunk, his blue shirt stained with grass clippings, and he was slightly drunk.
The gourd in his hand tilted slightly, and the rich wine slid down his chin, soaking his clothes, but he didn't care. Instead, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp.
He merely raised his eyelids and glanced at the devastating attack from the saint outside Kunlun Mountain.
Then, he looked away.
"Uh……"
A long, drunken burp escaped Gu Changqing's lips as he muttered to himself.
"It's so whimsical."
This seemingly random and ambiguous statement drifted away on the breeze, unheard by anyone.
And at that very moment...
In front of the Kunlun Mountains.
Lao Tzu's palm strike was unparalleled in its power and strength.
Finally, it landed!
However, at this moment, the world seemed to freeze.
There was no celestial sound explosion as expected, which reverberated throughout the heavens and the universe.
There was no sign of the human race's destiny collapsing and exploding.
All of this was unusually calm, and even a little surreal.
It's as if everything that happened before was just an illusion for all living beings.
However, countless powerful figures were very clear-headed; the terrifying pressure they had felt earlier was absolutely genuine.
However... a saint's strike is absolutely terrifying.
But why did it end so quietly?
Not bad!
From beginning to end, it was truly silent and unnoticed!
Most importantly, above Ji Ren's head, the human race's fortune remained vast and profound.
what happened? !
A sage's palm strike failed to shake the fate of humanity in the slightest.
The entire world, including countless living beings, was instantly stunned, completely bewildered and confused.
Even the flow of time seemed to freeze for a moment.
In front of the Kunlun Mountains.
Taiqing Laozi remained frozen in place, his hand still pressing down.
The extreme anger and resentment on his face had not yet dissipated, but had already solidified into a bizarre expression that mixed with bewilderment, astonishment, and utter absurdity.
What did he see?
What about his attack?
What about his full-force attack, unleashed in anger, which was enough to severely injure even a saint?
What happened... it's gone?
Yuanshi Tianzun, who was also ready to act at any moment, was completely dumbfounded.
His gaze was somber as he watched the scene, seemingly wanting to say something, but he remained silent for a long time.
Surprising!
So weird!
It should be understood that no matter how much the Xuanmen sect declines, the supreme power that the sages have cultivated remains unchanged throughout the ages.
Lao Tzu's earlier palm strike, fueled by hatred and rage, could have pulverized an entire universe, leaving nothing behind.
Not to mention, the human race's destiny is an ethereal and elusive force.
Logically speaking, it does not possess any particularly strong offensive or killing power.
Do not!
More accurately, this is no longer a contest or clash between two forces.
Rather... it was the fate of the human race that completely disregarded Lao Tzu's sage-like divine powers.
Nima!
This thought caused an unprecedented explosion in Yuan Shi's mind.
Even the living beings in the world cannot believe it!
"No...impossible...this is absolutely impossible!"
A powerful being from ancient times shook his head frantically, as if trying to shake off the absurd image from his mind.
"An illusion! This must be a deception created by the sage!"
"Yes! It must be an illusion! How could a sage like Lao Tzu fail!"
Countless powerful individuals began frantically hypnotizing themselves.
They would rather believe they were blind than accept this scene that shattered their worldview and crushed their understanding!
however.
It was all in the midst of everyone's self-deception.
Ji Ren, standing beneath the golden waterfall, showed no signs of weakening; on the contrary…
The surge has become even more ferocious!
Rumble!
An even more vast and purer human destiny, as if stimulated by something, frantically converged from all directions and poured into his body!
His cultivation barriers, one after another, were washed away and shattered by the unparalleled torrent of fortune, turning into resources for his advancement!
At this moment, his aura had completely surpassed the realm of a quasi-saint, and he began to undergo an ultimate transformation towards an unknown and terrifying realm!
And at a certain moment.
Mutations reborn!
Above Ji Ren's head, at the center where boundless fortune converges.
A wisp of light, born out of thin air.
The light was initially faint, but in an instant, it began to frantically absorb the surrounding golden fortune and the profound sounds of the Great Dao that resonated in the darkness.
Gradually.
That glimmer of light began to stretch, deform, and evolve...
Ultimately, it coalesced into a faint, ethereal object, its entire body interwoven with countless Dao runes, radiating an aura of immortality and eternal existence...
The rudimentary form of the Dao Fruit!