Primordial Era: The Ten Deadly Formations are Broken, Shen Gongbao Asks Me to Come Out of the Mounta

"Amitabha."

Jieyin silently recited a Buddhist mantra, and an extremely majestic image of a saint shot straight into the starry sky, reaching a height of hundreds of millions, simply too magnificent to be described!

This is an indescribable golden Buddha, whose body crushes space, with countless void cracks crisscrossing around it, exuding overwhelming power, as if even the entire Earthly Immortal Realm cannot contain it!

The enormous eyes, like countless ancient stars gathered together, looked down upon the primordial world from the starry sky, coldly gazing at Zhao Gongming!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the battle barriers set up by the two sides were shaking violently. Even outside the barriers, countless creatures were still huddled on the ground, unable to withstand this supreme divine power!

"Zhao Gongming, you killed my junior brother, today I will convert you to Buddhism."

The Dharma Image slowly opened its mouth, its voice like chaotic divine thunder, shaking the heavens and earth.

After speaking, he raised his large hand, shattering the universe, and pressed down with indescribable power in an instant!

This was an indescribable scene. A giant hand covered the entire realm, casting a huge shadow over the entire Immortal Realm. Zhao Gongming stood in the air, his figure tiny, as if he would be crushed into dust in an instant!

At this moment, all the saints' gazes were fixed on this spot.

Even the Supreme Being kept a close eye on the battle area, afraid of missing anything.

"Splash!"

Just as the large hand was about to slap Zhao Gongming.

A vast and mighty river suddenly appeared behind Zhao Gongming, its immeasurable length seemingly flowing from the easternmost point to the westernmost point, traversing countless realms and flowing ceaselessly.

"The river of time, the great path of time, the hour—is it the hour?!"

In Zixiao Palace, Yangmei could no longer remain calm. He blew his beard and glared, pointing at the boundless river in the sky, his saliva almost spraying onto Hongjun's face.

No wonder Yang Mei was like this; no one expected that Zhao Gongming would actually attain the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm through the Great Dao of Time!

In the beginning of chaos, three thousand chaotic gods and demons were born. Pangu was the only one, followed by Shichen, and then Yangmei.

The Time God is the one who controls the Great Dao of Time, second only to Pangu. Even Yang Mei would have to avoid his sharp edge.

At this moment, seeing this familiar road again, how could one not feel a surge of emotions?

"Stay calm."

It took Hongjun a long time to calm his excited eyebrows, but the turmoil in his heart was no less than that in Yangmei's.

Zhao Gongming was already outrageous enough, but now he controls the Time Dao, which ranks second among the Three Thousand Daos, and may even have some connection with the time of day. He is simply mysterious to the extreme!

Not to mention the shock of the saints.

The Great Dao of Time transformed into a long river, flowing mightily around the majestic and magnificent image of the sage. Under the influence of the reversal of time, the image, which was enough to cover the entire primordial world, began with its enormous head, then moved to its body and then to its giant hands. Wherever the river passed, it slowly cracked, turning into golden rain of light, mixed with some white light, which drifted back into Zhunti's body.

This is one of the horrors of the Great Path of Time: Time Reversal!

This scene was enough to make even the most sages' scalps tingle.

This Great Dao is simply defying the heavens to the extreme; it can even influence Jieyin, who is three levels higher than Zhao Gongming!

It can be clearly seen that the long river, like a swimming dragon, constantly shuttles across the Dharma image. Each shuttle, with an indescribable power of time, influences the entire Dharma image, turning it into a golden rain of light! A trace of white Heavenly Dao light rain mixed in returns to the body of the guide!

It's like having a great body of Dharma power but being unable to use it at all!

"The Great Way of Time!"

A look of horror appeared on Jieyin Kuchou's face. He could clearly feel that the magic power he released was being altered by a powerful force of time, slowly returning to his body.

Even a sage would feel a trace of fear upon hearing such an absurd law of the Dao.

This was only after Zhao Gongming had just attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and had initially grasped this Great Dao, yet he had already unleashed such incredible power.

If the opponent were to advance further, would it be possible to use the river of time to kill him before he even took human form?

By then, even if the primordial spirit is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, it will probably be useless!

If this primordial world originally did not have this person who guided it, then how could it have his primordial spirit?

Of course, the difficulty of crossing the river of time to kill enemies from billions of years ago, especially those of the Heavenly Saint level, is undoubtedly extremely high.

Moreover, with the intervention of the Heavenly Dao, the idea of ​​turning back time to slay a saint is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

However, the fact that this realm gap could transcend three heavens and influence the power of the Great Dao of a saint still made Jieyin extremely uneasy.

"laugh--"

Under the immense power of the Great Dao of Time, in less than two snaps of the fingers, the sage's image, which had been guiding the way, transformed into vast magical power and returned to his own body.

At this moment, Jieyin is still at the fourth level of the Hunyuan realm, and his magical power is still surging. However, under the long river of time, even the most vast magical power cannot be unleashed.

Although the power of time can only bind him for three finger snaps, in a battle between saints, let alone a few finger snaps, even a single instant is enough to affect the entire outcome.

"The Thirty-Six Heavens, suppress them."

Just then, Zhao Gongming pointed at Jieyin, and the origins of the thirty-six heavens were connected. The thirty-six top-level great worlds pressed down on Jieyin with terrifying power.

Although the power of this attack is not as great as the Primordial Measuring Ruler, if it were to strike a sage, it would at least result in serious injury.

Especially now that the power of the guide is still affected by the river of time, he can only watch in horror as the Thirty-Six Heavens draw ever closer, welcoming the blossoming of his peach blossoms.

"Fellow Daoist, let's drop this matter."

Just as the Thirty-Six Heavens were about to crash down on Jieyin, a beam of white light descended from the sky, and an ancient figure emerged from it. He gently waved his hand, and the thirty-six top-tier Great Thousand Worlds that terrified even the saints floated back to Zhao Gongming's side like dandelion seeds blown by the wind, buzzing softly.

"Hongjun Daozu?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Gongming raised his eyebrows slightly, and was somewhat shocked that the Thirty-Six Heavens had been subdued.

This Great Dao of Time seemed to have no effect whatsoever on this Dao Ancestor.

"Buzz—"

Just then, another beam of white light fell from the sky, and after it dissipated, Zhunti's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Upon seeing Hongjun, Zhunti seemed to have found his pillar of support, and he burst into tears, embracing Hongjun: "Master, you must avenge your disciple!"

Looking at Zhunti, who was either genuinely crying or faking it, Hongjun remained expressionless, speaking calmly without any emotion.

"Zhunti and Jieyin, do you two know your crime?"