Chapter 610: Chapter 609: Trapping Lin Heng in the Past? Conversation Between Saints [Part 1]

The Heaven-Barking Dog said excitedly, "So, he wasn’t completely gone, at least there is a trace of consciousness that escaped into the space he crafted himself?"

"It must be so!" The Six-Eared Macaque’s eyes were fixed on the East Buddha, whose expression was strange in the river of time, saying, "He must have realized this too!"

Upon hearing this, the Heaven-Barking Dog noticed the East Buddha in the river of time, his brows tightly furrowed as he looked around, seemingly searching for something.

This made the Heaven-Barking Dog more certain of the speculation that the young Daoist Lord wasn’t entirely dead.

The originally sorrowful heart now couldn’t help but feel a slight thrill.

"So, does he still have hope of coming back?"

After this encounter, the Heaven-Barking Dog had already come to accept the other side, even though the other side was an opponent of his master, just as his master said.

They were not adversaries, both striving for the rise and fall of Daoism.

So, at this moment, the Heaven-Barking Dog also wished that guy wouldn’t die.

He believed that his master, upon waking up, definitely wouldn’t want to hear the news of that guy’s death!

"That’s right!"

"He’s a Quasi-Saint, and one who has paved his own path. As long as there’s a drop of blood, he has a chance to reform his flesh!"

The Red-bottomed Macaque’s expression was filled with joy, and a bit of reflection.

"This guy, turns out he left himself a way out. I thought he really was going to meet his death..."

Beside him, the Six-Eared Macaque said a bit sourly, "His thoughts run deep enough!"

Of course, despite the disdain, an unexplained relief welled up in the heart of the Six-Eared Macaque.

Perhaps due to the change in mood, he suddenly had an epiphany, and his inner energy surged unexpectedly.

"Hmm?"

The Heaven-Barking Dog paused and looked at him in surprise and doubt.

The Red-bottomed Macaque also raised an eyebrow slightly, understanding that the Six-Eared Macaque had touched upon the chance of a Quasi-Saint, she inexplicably smiled and said, "Seems I should congratulate you!"

What happened within the alternate space, the outside world knew nothing of.

At that time,

The various mighty figures were still immersed in the lament of the Taixu Celestial Venerable’s fall.

But in the river of time, the East Buddha’s expression was solemn.

He sensed the vibration of space and also saw a drop of blood disappear before him, but he couldn’t trace where that blood went.

"So, it’s a space rule..."

After a brief contemplation, the East Buddha instantly understood what was happening.

His expression turned slightly cold, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

"Having already prepared to die, why struggle?"

"Even if I can’t find you today, you won’t easily return to this world either!"

The Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower suddenly rose into the air, with seven-colored miraculous light falling like a sudden storm. Borrowing the power of the Holy Soldier, the East Buddha pushed waves forward with both palms, forcibly stirring up huge waves in the river of time.

He knew the space in which the other party was hiding was right in front of him.

He just couldn’t find it.

But that didn’t matter!

The other party mastered the space rules, and he mastered the time rule!

If it were outside, if in the present world, it would be fine.

But the other party was now in the river of time; no matter how his space transcended, it would only create distance, unable to escape the years.

And what the East Buddha wanted to do at this moment was to forcefully send the other party upstream in time.

"You won’t appear in this world, and it’s difficult to manifest from the future. You’ll be forever left in the past, witnessing ancient history, yet powerless!"

"By the time I testify as a Saint, even if you reappear, it’s useless!"

The East Buddha pushed horizontally in the river, stirring up waves, each representing an era.

He didn’t know which era the other party would be sent to.

But it didn’t matter.

As long as the other party remained in the past, it was enough!

In the Western Heaven Buddha Country.

The Tathagata Buddha quietly observed all this, with deep eyes showing no ripples, and no one would know what he was thinking.

Only Confucius, who also stood on a river of time in the Outer Heaven Universe, understood the Tathagata Buddha’s current displeasure.

"In thirty years, Venerable Emperor Chong’en will fall."

"The matter of extinguishing Daoism falls to your hands."

"You dare not defy the Heavenly Dao, so you’ll lose your freedom again."

"Tathagata Buddha, it seems the centennial period, is both the centennial period of Daoism and the time limit for you to regain control of the Buddha Country."

Confucius’s tone, smiling, carried a trace of sympathy.

However, the Tathagata Buddha said in a deep voice, "The Primordial has died, Heaven-Reaching has passed, that battlefield no longer perilous, even if I need to go there again, what harm is there? It’s just a bit of wind and frost, receiving the blessings of Heavenly Dao, I should naturally relieve its worries."

"Conversely, you."

"Confucius, do you truly think you can stay out of it?"

"If you don’t make a decision soon, when the situation stabilizes in the future, do you think your name will not appear on Heavenly Dao’s reckoning list?"

The Tathagata Buddha’s tone was icy, looking at Confucius with some disdain.

"It’s still early, I believe, with Nuwa’s involvement, the situation there will continue to be intense, so I should have ample time to make a choice."

Confucius smiled, then suddenly said, "Actually, I traveled to the past, in a special era, I detected someone else’s probing. It wasn’t a Saint’s probe, nor did it seem like your Buddha Country’s Future Buddha. I was always curious before, but today, I think I know who it was."

He changed the topic while also turning his gaze to the river beneath the Future Buddha’s feet.

The Tathagata Buddha frowned slightly, "So, it’s that Daoist."

"Has he indeed reformed his true body?"

Confucius laughed, "He certainly can reform his true body, after all, this is the Lord of Daoism, whom The Three Pristine Ones abandoned Yang Jian to re-select."

Upon hearing this, the Tathagata Buddha took a deep breath, suddenly asking, "Is he still in that era? Or has he successfully escaped?"

Confucius smiled, "Why don’t you go to the future and see for yourself? If he appears in the future, it naturally means he has escaped."

The Tathagata Buddha’s face was indifferent, "I have already been there, but the future is shrouded in mist, everything is untraceable. What, do you still not understand this?"

He looked at Confucius with mock irritation.

Confucius, however, meaningfully said, "Why is the future filled with mist? Haven’t you thought about it?"

The Tathagata Buddha was taken aback, frowning slightly.

Confucius said, "So, you know why I don’t want to make a choice now, right?"

Reaching this point, his gaze crossed over ancient times, looking at the battlefield that only Saints could glimpse, "Do you know why I didn’t let you stop the thing with Venerable Emperor Chong’en?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Because I wanted to see if a Quasi-Saint could truly defy the Heavens and slay the Supreme Saint."

"And now, that young fellow has succeeded."

"This proves that authority can be broken."

"You should understand what this means." Confucius looked straight at the Tathagata Buddha, his gaze laden with profound meaning.