Peerless Divine Emperor

The Buddha's shadow sat in the void, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the endless void and fell on the white-haired young man, saying: "Although Buddhism does not save those whose hearts are not pure, the donor has a predestined relationship with Buddhism, so I will give the donor an opportunity. As for whether he can convert to Buddhism, it depends on his own luck."

"Master, your kindness makes me admire you, but I insist on dying, so you don't need to persuade me anymore." The white-haired young man shook his head. He had no intention of entering Buddhism. He had committed many sins in this life, and he had no face to live in the world.

"Good, it's too early for you to say this, and please leave." The Buddha put his palms together, and then a divine light floated out of his body, like a seed, and shot directly at the white-haired young man below.

"Sarira!" The white-haired young man was shocked when he saw the divine light. Only ancient Buddhas with profound practice can possess sarira. It contains the essence of the ancient Buddha's life, including the understanding of Taoism and Buddhism. It can be said to be the most important treasure of Buddha.

Now, it is given to him as an opportunity!

The sarira shot directly into the body of the white-haired young man, making him shine with dazzling Buddha light, brilliant and incomparable. His temperament seemed to have changed with it, and it was even more sacred and noble.

The white-haired young man felt the changes in his body, and his expression was extremely complicated. He wanted to die, so why did he give him a chance?

"Master, why do you do this?" The white-haired young man looked at the Buddha and asked, his expression full of confusion.

Is it worth sacrificing yourself to save him?

"The cycle of cause and effect cannot be traced back. Saving others is also saving oneself. Donor, don't be sad about it. If you meet someone who can be saved in the future, you will understand what I did today." Buddha said with a smile, his eyes were kind and gentle, and people could not have a trace of evil intention.

The white-haired young man was trembling in his heart. Saving others is also saving oneself?

Is it really worth sacrificing one's life to save others?

He knew that even if an ancient Buddha of this level fell, his soul could still exist for tens of millions of years without being destroyed, but if he lost his relics, he would probably find it difficult to survive.

As if seeing the worries in the white-haired young man's heart, Buddha continued: "Donor, don't worry. I have just said that cause and effect are free to cycle. The donor came here as a cause, and I saved you into Buddhism as a result, but the result is also a cause. Everything is destined in the dark, just let it go."

Hearing the words of Buddha, the white-haired young man's eyes showed a trace of realization, and he vaguely understood something.

He took life and death too seriously, so he wanted to use death to redeem his sins, but in fact, death could not solve all this.

In the final analysis, he was still too narrow-minded, not broad-minded enough, and did not really think through all this.

"What should I do?" The white-haired young man looked at the Buddha and asked.

"Just follow your heart, don't forget how you got here."

The Buddha spoke slowly, and as this voice fell, the light on his body gradually dimmed, and then his figure disappeared.

The moment the Buddha disappeared, the world was violently turbulent, the earth was shaking, and it seemed to collapse, and huge cracks appeared on the sky, which were extremely hideous, as if the end of the world was coming.

"What's going on?" Jian Qi, Ning Wuque and others all changed their expressions, looking up at the sky with some fear.

"It seems to be an illusion." Qin Xuan also looked up at the sky, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he vaguely thought of a possibility in his heart, is it him?

The next moment, waves of terrifying Dao power swept out from the void, turning into a terrifying space storm, enveloping everyone. The fierce gale raged in everyone's ears, making a deafening roar.

Zhu Tianjiao wanted to resist this power, but found that the Dao in his body was suppressed and he could not exert his strength at all. Their faces turned pale. Are they going to die here?

Even Yu You, who was always calm, had a bit of panic in his eyes at this moment. Obviously, he really felt the threat to his life.

"Don't worry, it's just a broken illusion." Qin Xuan sent a voice message to Chu Feng and others, including Mu Jinyu of course.

Soon, everyone lost consciousness, and their bodies floated in the storm. When they regained consciousness, they opened their eyes and found that they had appeared in the outside world.

With them, there was also the white-haired young man.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

"Fourth Prince!"

"…………"

A series of nervous and anxious voices were heard, and many powerful figures stepped out, crossing the space, and came to the side of Zhu Tianjiao in an instant. They were the strong men from various forces.

When they saw the strange phenomenon in the space, they began to worry. Sure enough, they soon saw those who had entered before coming out, so they immediately surrounded them.

"Is Jianzi okay?" An elder of the Wuxiang Sword Sect came to Jianqi's side, looking very worried. Jianqi was the most core figure of the Wuxiang Sword Sect. If he had any problems, all of them would be punished.

"I'm fine." Jianqi shook his head slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. What happened just now?

"Did you find an opportunity?" the elder asked again.

"No." Jianqi shook his head again and said, "We are all trapped inside, and we didn't see any opportunities."

The elder's expression froze when he heard this, and he was a little unbelievable.

In other words, they had made a wasted trip?

The same conversation also took place in other places. The strong men from various forces were asking about Tianjiao's experience inside. Then their faces became extremely ugly and their hearts were in turmoil.

Is this not the place of burial?

Yang Hou was also beside Qin Xuan. After learning that Qin Xuan had gained nothing, he was not too disappointed. After all, no one got the opportunity, so they were not considered to have lost.

At this time, a figure was about to leave here. It was the white-haired young man.

Jian Qi noticed the actions of the white-haired young man, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. This person was not in their sight. No one knew what he had done. So, could the incident that happened just now be related to him?

Moreover, this person had said before that they would all make a wasted trip, and the facts proved that it was true.

Thinking of this, Jian Qi felt that the young man in white was very strange, and perhaps he knew some secrets.

"Please stay, sir." Jian Qi said loudly, looking at the back of the white-haired young man.

When he said this, several strong men from the Wuxiang Sword Sect walked out and appeared around the white-haired young man, blocking his way.

This sudden change made many people present look tense, and they felt that something was wrong.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Jian Qi seemed to be somewhat interested in the white-haired young man, and he suddenly called him over. Why?