I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Chapter 599 - 470: Five Thousand Years (Part 3)

On the shield, dragon patterns swirled, exuding dense water Primordial Qi, with defense far surpassing the previous water shield.

"With the power of the treasure, you can only prolong your last breath for a moment!"

Buddha sneered, stepping toward the two, each step causing the ground to quake violently, cracking spider-web patterns across the land for kilometers.

Countless Buddha patterns surged from the ground, like venomous snakes spreading toward the shield, attempting to erode it.

Golden Saint took a deep breath, golden light surged around her, and a thunderous White Tiger roar echoed through the skies.

Within the roar, her form began to change, bones crackling, her figure towering higher, eventually transforming into a White Tiger tens of thousands of meters long.

After transforming, Golden Saint’s aura surged, surrounded by golden Sword Qi and white gale.

She pushed her Mana to the extreme, ten billion sword forms within the shield spun constantly, intertwining with her White Tiger gale, forming rotating sword wheels, swiftly spinning with a piercing hum, ready to counter Buddha’s attack at any moment.

Simultaneously, her Heart Spirit cried out:

"Help!"

This plea crossed the borders of tens of millions of miles, swiftly reaching the depths of the Celestial Palace in the Central Demon Realm.

Meanwhile, Buddha’s attack descended, a massive Buddha palm slammed onto the shield formed by the Mystic Water Treasure Bead.

"Bang!"

The shield vibrated intensely, blue light dimmed by more than half, countless cracks spreading like a spider web, evidently unable to hold much longer.

The White Tiger transformed by Golden Saint let out a painful howl, its fur standing on end, while Ao Qing turned pallid, teetering.

"Haha! Prepare to die!"

Seeing this, Buddha laughed aloud, raising his withered hand once more, this time gathering all his Mana, the golden light on the Buddha palm reaching its zenith, with the might to destroy everything, aiming to shatter the shield completely, to suppress and kill them both.

Rumble—!

At this critical moment, the sky suddenly erupted with a series of thundering sounds, like stars exploding.

The whole world suddenly darkened, as though enveloped by an invisible hand.

"Huh?"

Buddha’s body shuddered, his hairs standing on end, a soul-deep fear engulfed him, he abruptly looked up at the sky, eyes wide with shock and disbelief:

"Who, who is there?"

In the sky, the space cracked inch by inch like a shattered mirror, countless fragments flying, revealing the dark vacuum chaos behind.

A gargantuan hand emerged slowly from the broken void.

This hand, entirely chaotic in color, with no patterns, yet seemed to hold the ultimate truth of creation.

Each finger like a Divine Peak, merely extending halfway, yet overshadowing sun and moon, squeezing out all Primordial Qi.

As the hand emerged, an immense, terrifying will blanketed tens of thousands of miles, even Primordial Qi, and light seemed frozen, time seemingly at a standstill.

Golden Saint and Ao Qing felt the pressure around them instantly dissolve, a gentle power enveloping them, protecting them fully, their previous injuries slowly healing under the nourishment of this power.

"A mere second-heaven Evil Buddha dares to touch my people?"

A dispassionate voice echoed from the void, vast and majestic, tearing through space, reverberating across millions of miles of sky.

This voice carried no emotional fluctuation, yet held supreme authority and killing intent, causing every living being in Western Zhou and even the Central Demon Realm to feel a soul-deep unease.

"No, impossible!"

Buddha’s eyes nearly burst, filled with despair, frantically mobilizing Buddha Power within, intense Buddha light surged around him, trying to fend off that giant hand, only to find himself locked by the terrifying will, unable to move.

He could clearly feel under this vast, unmatched pressure, his Buddha body slightly trembling, as if ready to collapse at any moment.

"Ah—!"

He let out a desperate roar, regardless of his body almost shattering under the pressure, he frantically raised his withered hand, gathering all his Buddha light, transforming it into a golden Buddha Seal with all his might, blended with infinite ferocious aura, aiming it fiercely at the newly emerged chaotic giant hand.

The chaotic giant hand moved slowly yet swiftly, pressing toward Buddha without any explosive divine techniques, just sheer force and will crushing, as if ignoring Buddha’s counterattack.

Buzzing—!

The void constantly trembled, nearly crushed thoroughly by the giant hand.

The golden Buddha Seal struck by Buddha rapidly shrank as it approached, a seal originally powerful enough to suppress Demon Immortals, was twisted and deformed under immense pressure, breaking into countless light spots, dissipating in the wind.

"You, you are the Sky God..."

A trace of enlightenment flickered in Buddha’s eyes, immediately overwhelmed by endless despair, unable to utter a complete sentence before the chaotic giant hand crashed down.

"Bang!"

With a heavy thud, Buddha’s form instantly shattered under the giant hand, even the Divine Soul couldn’t escape, completely obliterated in the void.

A god-demon level Buddha, under this hand spanning millions of miles, utterly defenseless, crushed like an ant.

The chaotic giant hand slowly retracted, the fractured void gradually healed, light and Primordial Qi resumed flowing, that terrifying will silently dispersed, as though everything just now was merely an illusion.