The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

He used his divine sense to pinpoint the source of the command.

In a valley in northern Shaanxi, a young girl is closing her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, as if she were saying something she wasn't quite sure about herself.

Presumably, those three disciples of the True Man knew that Haishan was dead, so they desperately sought any treatment.

I want to try using the person at this moment to make a whole big one.

Huang shook his head, thinking he would just wait for the other side to be struck down by the law of causality.

The voice didn't stop, as if it had finally found the right way to speak, and the second command followed immediately:

My ancestor was Xia'e, the lord of all spirits.

What? I need to fill in the full name here?

The command became incredibly hesitant, like a kindergarten class monitor picking up a microphone for the first time.

She tried her best to assert her authority as class monitor.

However, due to his own reasons, he stammered and spoke incoherently.

Huang Neng could sense that the causal threads hesitated for a moment when the command was given, as if waiting for a signature that should follow.

Oops, I forgot the full name.

In short, I got in through connections.

Therefore, time must stop here!

The command was delivered haltingly and incoherently, yet it carried an undeniable air of dominance.

Before Huang could even laugh, the next moment, in his utter disbelief...

Time truly stood still.

It's not that everything has stopped, but rather that "time" itself, as a record, has come to a standstill.

Aside from the animals walking, everything seemed to freeze.

The surging waves froze on their crests, the drifting clouds remained still in their swirling motion, and even the dust in the air seemed to stand still in mid-air.

Pointers, numbers, the trajectory of the sun and moon—everything used to mark the flow of time—has landed perfectly at this very moment.

00:00:02.

The myriad tentacles that traversed the two realms seemed to be frozen solid.

It maintained the posture of extending forward just a moment ago, and the dark red patterns on its surface stopped wriggling, like a painting that had been paused.

shortage:?!

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

Is this how "the person at this moment" is used?

Why is this tone even more domineering than Wanye's?

Aren't you afraid of being punished by the law of cause and effect?

But in his incomprehensible gaze.

The law of cause and effect, which originally ruled the world, was actually ignored.

He tried to use his divine sense to touch the edge of that command.

Those causal lines were as docile as tamed snakes, lying quietly in place without even a thought of resistance.

Huang's mind was in complete chaos.

Before he could figure out what was going on, that indescribable Daoist aura appeared once again.

This time, it seems like they finally realized just how exaggerated their power really is, and they stopped pretending altogether.

Printer, printer.

[Start playing immediately.]

What do you mean by "I need to press a button"?

"How could I? That's my junior brother's business."

Figure out how to start printing yourself.

Huang's expression changed completely.

Print? Print what?

A completely bad premonition exploded in his heart. He thought of the thing called the "Myriad Paths Weaving Machine" and the "End of the Magic Symbol" it represented.

His divine sense suddenly expanded outward, trying to detect any movement in the direction of Xi'an.

The next moment, the voice rang out again, this time with a frustrated and exasperated tone:

"This isn't right. I remember it should have been printed with the symbol for 'this moment and that time.'"

What? No?

Are you the boss and I'm the boss?

【Fix it for me right now!】

[And they must be of a high rank and possess great supernatural powers!]

[Reason? What reason do you need?]

Is it okay if the knitting machine just breaks down?

Huang's expression froze completely.

What does "at this moment and that moment" signify?

He understood the other party's intention the moment he heard that name.

If someone were to mass-produce this kind of thing using a multi-threaded weaving machine, the causal lines of the entire world would be rewritten into a structure centered on a specific person.

He frantically tried to urge his "person of this moment" to modify reality and overwrite the command that was being generated.

His supernatural powers extended, wove, and attempted to rewrite things in the direction of Xi'an, but the whole world seemed to be rejecting him, as if he had been turned 180 degrees by some unseen hand.

The causal threads that he had once easily manipulated had now turned into sharp iron wires, each touch bringing a burning pain.

The previously dead law of cause and effect suddenly opened countless eyes, staring intently at this audacious madman.

Huang felt a chill creep up his spine.

Those gazes had no substance, no weight, yet they made him feel as if his every move was being locked on.

It was as if something was looking down on him from above, like a judge looking through his case file.

Will I die if I change it?!

Huang had never thought the world of supernatural powers was so absurd.

He felt as if he were in some kind of illusion.

What are you doing?

The person at this moment is not someone you use like that!

You should tell a little story that only you know, carefully and indirectly.

Then they would have to face the law of cause and effect itself, as well as the pursuit of all sorts of powerful seekers of the Dharma.

Even after you finally manage to fix it, you still have to suffer the punishment of causality.

What do you mean by "you can just modify it directly"?

No, I won't accept that!

The idea that "the sun and moon are both wrong" is completely incorrect.

Huang clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

He spent three thousand years of reincarnation and exhausted all his means across six lifetimes and five lifetimes before he could barely touch a corner of this world.

And the little girl opposite them who couldn't even recite the full title of "Lord of All Spirits"...

It is turning the entire law of cause and effect upside down in an almost absurd way.

He subconsciously wanted to give Duan Xinglian and the others a good whack from across the vast distance.

but.......

Protect me!

Huang took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

He loosened his clenched fist, and his five fingers slowly opened.

"it is good."

His voice was very low, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Then let's see whose fist is harder."

Chapter 111 Imamon Observation Stand

The year 2020, over the Pacific Ocean.

The ink-black marks faded, and the spacetime disorder caused by the Black Hole Sword was completely repaired.

The distorted space was restored, the swallowed light shone again, and the sea regained its rightful color.

Deep, vast, and shimmering with a delicate silver light under the moonlight.

But that silver light has now completely solidified.

Huang stood in mid-air and slowly took a breath.

His right hand hung by his side, his five fingers slightly open and closed, as if he were sensing something.

The crimson pupils reflected the falling seamount below.