Chapter 889: Don't Move If You Dare

"How do you use this gatling?"

Lin Fan was still studying the Demon-Slaying God-Exterminating Gatling, but in the void, that Buddha light was already approaching.

"Brother, strike now, or it'll be too late." Shakyamuni roared, while the chick stood on Shakyamuni's head, flapping its wings wildly—this was way too thrilling.

"Found it."

Now Lin Fan knew how to use the Human Race Supreme Weapon, and with a flick of his finger,

Rat-a-tat-tat!

In an instant, the immense force shook his body, and the gatling's muzzle erupted like a beast, unleashing a terrifying power.

Each bullet seemed to tear through time itself, blasting the Buddha light to pieces.

"Damn, this is powerful." Lin Fan was stunned by the sight; it was even fiercer than when he went all out.

The Buddha was also stunned, a strange light flickering in his eyes full of Buddhist nature.

"This treasure..." The Buddha was taken aback. He knew all treasures in the world, but this one before him left him puzzled.

"Impressive." Shakyamuni was now awed by the power of this mysterious weapon.

This was just too damn powerful.

"Hmph!"

Unable to bear it, the Buddha roared, and his giant dharma body rumbled. The golden swastika on his chest radiated supreme Buddhist nature, spinning in the void.

This was the essence of the Buddha, containing boundless power.

"Suppress!"

The roar was like thunder, booming endlessly. Between heaven and earth, Buddhist sounds intertwined, flowers rained from the sky, and strange phenomena emerged.

"Fight dharma bodies with me? Who's afraid?" Lin Fan was enraged. The gatling in his hand erupted again with that fierce power.

At that moment, the dharma body floating behind Lin Fan moved. Its giant hand clenched, grabbing the fiery red and dark sun and moon, then rubbed them together, instantly forming a round, unknown object of red and black.

"What's this?"

Lin Fan played with it curiously. Though he didn't know what it was, the power within was terrifyingly immense.

"Benefactor, this is the essence of my Buddha's path. All sentient beings cannot..."

The swastika was the Buddha's deepest mystery. But before the Buddha could finish, a horrifying scene occurred.

Lin Fan's dharma body casually tossed the sphere, light and effortless, with no unusual signs.

Yet the moment it collided with the swastika, a violent force erupted, instantly forming a massive black hole spanning a thousand miles.

This was the extreme of power, destroying all void, with wild reverse currents of void flowing freely.

"How can this be?" The ever-calm Buddha could no longer remain composed at the sight.

He suddenly realized that his all-encompassing swastika had cracked, then turned to nothing, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan's dharma body snorted coldly. The sun and moon appeared again in its palm, as if they could be used infinitely.

"Overpowering." Lin Fan was almost dumbfounded by the savage power.

This gift from the system was just too domineering; the power exceeded Lin Fan's imagination, almost indescribably terrifying.

"Baldy, your strength isn't much after all." Lin Fan adjusted the bead curtain before him—it was too troublesome, blocking his view and making him uncomfortable.

"Amitabha."

"Benefactor, since you are so obstinate, I have no choice but to send you to hell." Though the Buddha's voice still brimmed with supreme Buddhist nature, his tone was filled with anger.

With those words, extraordinary changes occurred; all things in heaven and earth seemed to submit.

"The Buddha's Dharma is boundless, vast as the ocean. Parinirvana."

The Buddha chanted sutras, and beams of Buddha light burst from behind him, like silk ribbons piercing heaven and earth, then merging continuously, as if to form a Buddhist world.

This was the Buddha using supreme Buddhist power to summon the power of the Buddhist race, creating a special domain. Within it, parinirvana would also take Lin Fan with him.

This was no longer martial arts divine power, but true great Dao technique.

"The Great Dao of Parinirvana."

Boom!

The Buddha's bronze-like lips moved slightly, producing a metallic clang.

Suddenly, heaven and earth changed.

Lin Fan was instantly enveloped by this vast Buddhist power. A mysterious force of parinirvana pierced through—the highest realm of the Buddhist race.

"Benefactor, lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Now that your sins are heavy, let me cleanse your karmic obstacles."

Two beams of golden light shot from the Buddha's eyes, containing all his power.

Lin Fan frowned, feeling immense pressure.

"Damn, he's serious. I'll have to go all out." If relying on his true strength, Lin Fan was no match for the Buddha. But now, with the Human Race Supreme Suit, whether he could win was another matter.

"Baldy, taste the continuous peanuts!"

Lin Fan roared.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!

In an instant, Lin Fan felt that within the powerful parinirvana force, his essence, energy, and spirit were being worn away, rapidly dissipating, as if he could enter parinirvana at any moment.

"Activate ten-second invincible mode."

The suit's unique attribute: ten seconds of true man.

Hum!

Lin Fan felt a mysterious power flowing through his body.

After activating the ten-second true man mode, Lin Fan found that the pressure around him had suddenly dissipated.

"Good, time to shine." Lin Fan snorted coldly. The gatling in his hand became even more狂暴, bullets breaking the limits of time.

Even the void before it was like paper.

Bang!

Bang!

The Buddha's indestructible body was now hit by the gatling, producing metallic clangs.

"Benefactor, no need to resist. All attacks are useless against me." The Buddha smiled confidently.

But suddenly, a cracking sound came.

Crack!

Pfft!

The Buddha's eyes went dull. He was horrified to find that his flesh had been breached by this unknown attack.

"Haha, baldy, don't move if you dare." Lin Fan burst into laughter at the sight.

"Parinirvana."

The Buddha was now enraged. He clasped his hands together, and the parinirvana force tore at Lin Fan's body.

But it had no effect on Lin Fan.

"How can it be useless?" The Buddha roared, incredulous. This powerful parinirvana force was completely ineffective.

"Ah!"

The bullets struck the Buddha's body, bringing waves of pain that made him roar uncontrollably.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

Lin Fan was carried away by the gatling's rhythm, his head shaking wildly.

He didn't know what the Buddha was feeling, but the Buddha really wanted to say: What the hell is this thing, and why does it hurt so much?