Zong Shou was momentarily stunned, completely bewildered.

How could there be the Power of Faith in this place?

Sensing carefully, it instantly became clearer. Around him, threads of strange power were indeed converging toward him.

It was indeed the Power of Faith, seeping into his Primordial Soul. Imperceptible at first, it gradually permeated the soul, causing a constant stream of distracting thoughts to arise.

Zong Shou frowned, immediately employing the Heaven-Swallowing Primordial Transformation Art to devour and purify it, scattering it throughout his limbs and bones.

Then, he gazed into the distance, tracking the source of this Power of Faith.

"It seems to be in that direction—a newly formed world?"

Zong Shou narrowed his eyes. After only a moment's thought, he continued to flee toward that direction through void travel.

Harnessing the Demon-Slaying Divine Shuttle for swift passage, augmented by instantaneous spatial transposition techniques, half a day later, the Power of Faith converging upon him grew stronger, gradually manifesting a surging tide.

Zong Shou was aghast in his heart. Even with continuous consumption by the Heaven-Swallowing Primordial Transformation Art, it was still far from enough.

He had to bring forth both the Black and White Dharmic Aspects together before he could fully absorb it.

"What in the world is happening? To gather this much Power of Faith, how many believers must there be? One billion or two billion? My Great Qian realm's population is only about that much!"

The confusion in Zong Shou's eyes deepened.

"Strange! How can there be so many people worshipping me, Zong Shou, in such a remote region? And how did they learn my name? It's utterly baffling! Has Zong Shou actually become a deity in this fringe region of the domain? However—"

When the converging Power of Faith enveloped his body.

The Ashen Sky Blood within Zong Shou inexplicably calmed down.

This Power of Faith exerted a formidable suppressive force on his bloodline!

At this moment, if he wished, he could sever the connection with Lu Wushuang at any time, completely escaping this individual.

But Zong Shou was unwilling to do so, lest he completely extinguish this person’s hope of killing him. Should he allow this supreme expert to turn around and trouble Ruo Shui and the others in the Primordial Lotus Realm?

Nor did he wish to trouble Ao Kun at this time, whose status was already severely damaged and who was barely managing his own affairs.

After several days of searching, he had locked the location of that world firmly with a trace of his will.

As Zong Shou's Demon-Slaying Divine Shuttle drew nearer, the sounds intermittently reaching his ears grew clearer.

They were waves of chanting prayers. When Zong Shou finally heard them clearly, he froze on the spot.

"Boundless Beginning and End of the Future—"

"May the Boundless Buddha of the Future protect us sentient beings!"

"Light of Boundlessness, Darkness of Infinity—"

Zong Shou’s brow immediately knitted, and he suddenly realized, left speechless.

Boundless Beginning and End—it turned out to be Buddhism.

He truly was this so-called Boundless Buddha of the Beginning and End!

But did this Buddhist sect already know that it was he who had condensed the Beginning and End Dharmic Aspect?

He immediately shook his head slightly, observing the convergence of the Power of Faith closely. It was not directed at him, Zong Shou.

Instead, it was aimed at the Black and White Dual Caves Dharmic Aspect within his Primordial Soul's void.

"These Buddhas possess such profound methods. Though they do not know my identity, they can directly pinpoint the essence of the primordial spirit, which is equivalent to a true name."

Zong Shou’s brows furrowed slightly, feeling a touch of displeasure in his heart. Such a technique was tantamount to coercion.

If he had not mastered the Heaven-Swallowing Primordial Transformation Art, he would most likely have been tainted and controlled by this Power of Faith.

He would have been required to cultivate Buddhist methods and condense relics to resolve the issue.

Thinking this, even the voices reaching his ears began to grate on his nerves.

In reality, anyone capable of projecting their will across several layers of void to reach him must be among the most devout believers, utterly devoted to him.

Among ten billion people, there would only be five or six such individuals, not enough to truly disrupt his state of mind.

Then, his heart stirred slightly, and he thought of his own Black and White Dharmic Aspects.

Even without the Heaven-Swallowing Primordial Transformation Art, his Void Dharmic Aspects alone could neutralize this invasion of faith power.

With the abilities of those few Buddhas, they shouldn't have overlooked this possibility.

If that were the case, was the Buddhist sect's action simply to bestow him benefits out of goodwill?

"It is rather sincere and benevolent. Too bad, though. What is this called? It's like the blossom cherishes the water, but the water flows on heedlessly, hehe—"

He truly held no intention of becoming a Buddha, nor did he have the inclination to watch over the masses of faithful.

He possessed even less interest in that so-called Pure Land Paradise.

In his view, a world without suffering, hardship, pain, or sickness, where all sentient beings were equal, seemed even more unreliable than the Dao of Common Life.

It was only because Buddhism preached guiding people towards good deeds, accumulating merit, and pursuing the next life that it was favored and accepted by the world's powerful elite.

Zong Shou cast a deep look at that world and lost any further interest in traveling there.

He merely marked down the location of this world.

Although he refused to be the Boundless Buddha of the Beginning and End of the Future, he was somewhat intrigued by this Power of Faith.

In this world, whether past, present, or future, the concept of Boundless Beginning and End absolutely did not exist.

Since these powers of faith had nowhere to return to, and he had nothing else to do, he might as well use them for his body refinement.

The irritation in his heart vanished, and the sounds by his ears became clear once more.

"This humble maiden is willing to dedicate this body, to serve the Buddha throughout her life, often accompanying the quiet lamp. She only wishes for the Suffering-Relieving, Compassionate Boundless Buddha of the Beginning and End to manifest in the world and extinguish the demonic fire and evil spirits—"

Zong Shou shook his head, initially unconcerned. But in the very next instant, he felt a pull on his soul-will,

and a thread of connection, a bond, suddenly formed with that world.

"Is this Word Spirit?"

Zong Shou frowned, forcibly suppressing this anomaly. Recalling carefully, his pupils widened in alarm.

It was not Word Spirit, a technique of the Dao of Words, but prophecy—prophecy of the future!

It tugged at the threads of fate and karma, seemingly accomplishing something even Zong Shou himself was powerless to achieve.

It foretold that Zong Shou would one day descend upon that world as the Boundless Buddha of the Beginning and End of the Future.

Zong Shou could no longer restrain himself and allowed a trace of his will to extend along with that voice.

A moment later, a deafening explosion resonated in his Sea of Souls.

A strange vision appeared in his mind; that sliver of will seemed to materialize within a Buddha statue.

High above in a temple hall, looking down upon those below.

It was a delicate young maiden, about sixteen or seventeen years old, bowing low in prostration.

She was chanting soft sounds, a Buddhist scripture prayer.

It was unclear which Buddha had compiled and passed down this scripture on his behalf, but hearing it recited in the girl's soft voice brought him immense comfort, making his entire body feel peaceful and serene.

However, at this moment, Zong Shou was filled with more shock than pleasure.

This woman was not the Saint-rank or God-rank being he had imagined, but rather an utterly ordinary woman.

She was currently having her head shaved by a nun, all her three thousand strands of dark hair being clipped away.

At this moment, Zong Shou was utterly stunned. This woman looked exactly like Jing Yin, without the slightest difference.

A mere ordinary woman, merely uttering a prayer, why could she stir the power of karma and fate, predetermining future events?

And why was this woman so similar to Jing Yin, as if they were twin sisters? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to visit the novel website... to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)RQ