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

Zhuo Zhao asked hurriedly.

Arakiko looked down at her hands, a look of incomprehensible fear appearing on her face for the first time.

"I... am already him."

Zhuo Zhao felt a chill run down his spine.

The Dharma of No-Self is functioning normally.

The world was indeed defined as a wasteland.

In a deeper historical context, Arakiko herself had already been defined as part of Haishan.

They want to devour this world with the concept of selflessness.

The result was simply that it helped Haishan to eat his own body more completely!

On the golden fruit trees, countless eyes opened at the same time.

Akiko's skin began to turn into ink from her fingertips. She struggled desperately, but could not stop her past from being rewritten.

Zhuo Zhao finally understood why Hai Shan had always allowed them to use the Wanye Gongri Decree.

This bronze mirror is not a life-saving treasure at all.

It is the entrance that Haishan deliberately left in the story.

Each time Huangmingzi is invoked, and each time the selfless Dharma Form is used, the connection between the Six Lives and Five Worlds and this false history becomes even closer.

[His weakness lies in the fact that all industries operate under the same day.]

It's also the only place where they can come into contact with the true form of the Sea Mountain!

Zhuo Zhao grabbed the bronze mirror and tried to smash it.

But Akiko's hand pressed down on her first.

Zhuo Zhao was stunned.

Arakiko grinned, still with that rude and indifferent attitude.

"Anyway, I can come back."

"As long as Wanye, this mad god, is still alive, we will not die."

He spoke as if it were perfectly natural.

Zhuo Zhao felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.

She knew Huang would never come back.

At least the desolate one who actually spoke to her will not appear in the next story.

Hai Shan's heterochromatic eyes opened completely on Huang Mingzi's face.

The boundless ink wash painting engulfed the cave.

The last thing Zhuo Zhao saw was Huang stuffing the Wanye Gongri Decree into her hand, then turning and rushing towards the mountain and sea that was covering everything.

Use this.

Kill him.

The world is broken.

Hai Shan looked at the last remaining rough-looking doll in his hand and sighed with slight regret.

"The fourth one."

Pan Nanjun, Suiyuan, Bailiyuan, Huang.

Four dolls sat neatly around him.

Only the very center branch of the golden fruit tree is still shining.

There won't be a next time.

"Do not."

Hai Shan raised his eyes.

"And herself."

……

The fifth cycle.

Zhuo Zhao opened his eyes.

My throat was still parched, the cabin was still rocking, and Suiyuan was still standing outside the door with a bowl of water.

But this time, Zhuo Zhao didn't look at him.

That was just a character.

Baili Yuan is the same.

Arakiko too.

The real them have all been taken away by Haishan.

Zhuo Zhao retrieved the decree for all industries to share the same day.

The golden fruit tree in the mirror has only one leaf left.

All the results flashed through my mind at once.

The ship was full of living corpses.

The source is the passage of time.

The myriad methods of cultivation reside within the bodies of the three immortal masters.

[His weakness lies in the fact that all industries operate under the same day.]

The fourth generation died.

Four roads leading to the destination.

This time, Zhuo Zhao didn't bring anyone with him.

She killed all the living corpses on the ship as quickly as possible, personally severed Suiyuan's third eye between his eyebrows, and then used the Selfless Dharma Form to burrow deep into the ship's hull.

She did not continue along the river.

Instead, it flowed upstream along the blood vessels inside that enormous body.

Along the way, countless memories belonging to this world tried to flood into her mind. She saw how the Myriad Practices Method was established, how the Three True Immortals descended, and she also saw herself and Baili Yuan growing up together and vowing to fight against the Nirvana People.

But Zhuo Zhao no longer believes.

All attempts to alter her memories were shattered by four outcomes that came at the cost of death.

She passed through the heart.

Beyond the primordial spirit.

Finally, we arrived at a body of water that had no top or bottom and no boundaries.

In the middle of the water, Hai Shan was sitting under a golden fruit tree.

There were four dolls next to him.

Pan Nanjun, Suiyuan, Bailiyuan, Huang.

Zhuo Zhao stopped in his tracks.

Even though she already knew that these people had been captured by Haishan, when she actually saw them sitting on the ground as dolls, her heart still felt like it was being squeezed tightly by something.

Upon seeing her, the Bailiyuan doll immediately began to struggle.

Huang desperately pointed at the Wanye Gongri Decree in her hand.

Sui Yuan opened his mouth, as if urging her to hurry up and leave.

Pan Nanjun didn't speak, but just stared intently at Haishan.

"You've finally arrived."

Hai Shan raised his head and looked at Zhuo Zhao with considerable satisfaction.

"A little faster than I expected."

Zhuo Zhao gripped the Wanye Gongri Decree tightly: "Release them."

"why?"

Hai Shan tilted his head: "They are the ones I won."

“Pan Nanjun took the first death for you, Sui Yuan took the second, and Baili Yuan and Huang will do the same.”

"For every result you get, I get a piece of their past."

"Now that they belong entirely to this true history, they naturally belong to me as well."

Zhuo Zhao did not argue with him.

The "All Industries Under One Sun" command slowly lit up in my palm.

This is the power that the last leaf can provide.

This was also her last chance.

Hai Shan didn't stop them, but simply reached out and teased the Wild Doll.

"Before we take action, there's something I feel I should tell you."

"What you have in your hand is indeed my weakness."

"It is connected to the core of this history. As long as power is poured in, the whole story can collapse."

Zhuo Zhao's eyes were icy: "Then you still dare to let me hold it?"

"Because I won't die after the story collapses."

Hai Shan pointed to the four dolls beside him.

"They will."