Chapter Ninety-Four: Huang Tian Has Died

  "The blue sky has died, and the yellow sky will rise!"

  Nor does anyone know who first shouted out the slogan of Huang Tian's rebellion against heaven, which has been passed down for millions of years. On earth, hundreds of millions of people of the Yellow Sky Tribe roared and howled in unison, their voices shaking the fields, singing a heroic and tragic song that united an entire race and the faith of a whole world.

  "The blue sky has died, and the yellow sky should rise!"

  Seven demigods were excited, laughed three times, and looked at Lin Huang's eyes with coldness and ruthlessness. "The faith of our tribe will never die. Lin Huang, you must die without a doubt. The heavenly sky has died, the heavenly sky has died. You are not the Heavenly Emperor!"

  Among the seven demigods, several couldn't help but shed tears of joy. The hardships and tribulations of millions of years, the confinement of millions of years, were all worth it in this moment amidst the roars and cheers of billions of people.

  Huang Tian Dashi couldn't help but shed tears, his whole body's aura soaring high, comparable to the sun, moon, heaven and earth, carrying the faith of billions of people. At this moment, Huang Tian Dashi believed that he was a divine being descended into the world, and that he himself was just a saint blocking the killing of saints, a god blocking the killing of gods.

  "Kill, kill, kill! The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should rise! I offer my blood to sacrifice to our ancestors, dare to call for a new sky to replace the sun and moon!"

  The Great Sage of the Yellow Heaven is fearless, and with one punch, he bursts out. This punch has no rules, no variations, it's just a simple punch.

  But this fist condensed the entire essence of Huang Tian Dashi, condensed the majestic momentum of Huang Tian's rebellion against heaven, and condensed the unchanging faith of billions of people from the Huang Tian clan over millions of years.

  This fist can shatter the heavens, shatter eternity, shatter all shackles. No man, no god, can enslave a race, a world that yearns for freedom, yearns to break free from its chains.

  This fist dares to call for a new world order.

  Lin Huang's face was expressionless, his silver-white eyes moved, and various calculations flashed in his mind. He raised his head to look at the Ten-Wheeled Sun and Thirty-Wheeled Blood Moon revolving above, suddenly let out a long sigh, and threw out a punch as well.

  This punch has no earth, water, fire or wind, only endless yin and yang cycles, sun and moon revolving.

  "Your way, your faith, I've felt it, and indeed it's an unstoppable force. Pitiful, lamentable, yet admirable! Unfortunately, you're not the Heavenly God Huang! And neither am I the Heavenly Emperor!"

  Lin Huang sighed, his palm changed, controlling yin and yang, grasping the sun and moon. This punch took advantage of the momentum, borrowing the power of the Ten Wheels of the Heavenly Emperor to punish evil, and the power of the Thirty Wheels of Blood Moon.

  If the current Yellow Heaven Great Sage is the incarnation of the heavenly god Huang from millions of years ago, then Lin Huang, who stirred up the Ten Wheels of the Sun and the Thirty Wheels of Blood Moon, became the incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor that suppressed the Yellow Heaven clan for millions of years.

  "Huang Tian Da Sheng let out a loud roar, his fist shot out, charging forward fearlessly. He dared to challenge the heavens and change the course of the sun and moon. His unstoppable fist shattered Lin Huang's defenses, feeling exhilarated as if he had entered another realm. With this one punch, he wanted to make Lin Huang disappear from existence."

  Lin Huang's face was expressionless, without sorrow or joy, without fear or dread. He turned his hand and another fist fell, "I am not the Heavenly Emperor. But the Heavenly Emperor can suppress your clan for thousands of years, I, Lin Huang, can do it today too!"

  "It's not just suppression, it can shatter the backbone of a nation, a world, and destroy the momentum of a nation, a world. What a delightful thing!"

  The forest roared with a long howl, and everyone was an enemy country. But Lin Huang had no fear, no fear, but instead looked forward to it with joy, able to break through the momentum of a race, a world with his own hands.

  "Earth, water, fire, wind! The cycle of yin and yang! The sun and moon shine together! The six paths... reincarnation!"

  Lin Huang let out a low sigh, dominated the world, and launched his ultimate final move, opening up the earth, water, fire, wind, yin, and yang, reincarnating for all eternity.

  One punch to kill, six paths of reincarnation, cycle of life and death, cycle of years.

  All kinds of things, all living beings, heaven and earth, even gods and spirits, ultimately cannot escape the cycle of reincarnation in the six paths.

  This punch, Lin Huang has struck out his own way, engraving the mysteries of heaven and earth, under the six paths of reincarnation, no one is immortal.

  One punch, fierce and turbulent, the origin of all realms is shaking, fearful, the Yellow Heaven Realm's Ten-Wheeled Great Sun and Thirty-Wheeled Blood Moon instantly collapsed one-third, transformed into a fierce divine light, infused into Lin Huang's fist technique.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  Lin Huang and the Great Sage of Yellow Heaven both retreated three steps back. The residual waves enveloped the entire Yellow Heaven Realm, under the gaze of seven demigods who couldn't believe their eyes, the entire Yellow Heaven Realm seemed to have gone through a cycle in an instant, with a hundred years passing like a snap of the fingers.

  Young people turn gray-haired, old men become senile.

  As if urging on the passage of time, the entire Huang Tian clan was stripped of a century's worth of years in an instant.

  Huang Tian Dashi was originally robust and handsome, like a fluttering young man, but after receiving Lin Huang's punch, he suddenly turned white-haired, with knife marks and axe scars on his face, leaving behind the traces of a hundred years.

  Huang Tian Dashi couldn't believe it, loudly roaring, "How is this possible?! I don't believe it, I don't believe it! How can there be someone in this world who has comprehended such a terrifying dao? How can the Six Paths of Reincarnation, such an inconceivable dao, exist?! I don't believe it, don't believe it, don't believe it!"

  Three voices disbelieving, the Great Sage of the Yellow Heaven stepped out with his feet on the lotus steps, every step gave birth to a lotus flower, and he took three consecutive steps, bringing along the questioning of all living beings of the Yellow Heaven clan, roaring and punching wildly at Lin Huang.

  Lin Huang's face was expressionless, he let out a sigh, fearless, and threw another punch.

  This punch burst out, the Yellow Heaven Realm's ten great suns and thirty great blood moons collapsed once again by a third, leaving only four great suns and ten great blood moons in the sky, looking extremely tragic.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  The power of terror surged violently, but with just two punches, the entire Huang Tian Realm had completely changed its appearance. The Ten-Wheeled Great Sun and Thirty-Wheeled Blood Moon had lost two-thirds of their light, now lonely and isolated, surrounding the Huang Tian Realm.

  And on the earth, hundreds of millions of people of the Yellow Heaven tribe wailed in unison, more than a third of whom let out a mournful sigh, unable to bear the passage of two Jiazi years, and directly fainted, even young people turned white-haired, extremely frightened, looking up at the sky, where two saints were fighting fiercely.

  A more aged, stumbling back, heroic yet gasping for breath Sun Wukong, and a Lin Huang who is at the height of his power, dominating the world, as if an emperor descended from heaven, unbeatable.

  "Ancestors! Must our clan still be unable to escape this calamity after millions of years, forever being oppressed?!"

  "Heavenly gods, if your noble spirit still exists, how can you watch with open eyes as the fine young men of my clan, with blood boiling in their hearts, are suppressed once again?"

  One of the seven demigods let out a mournful cry.

  Lin Argen was speechless, Huang Tian Dashi had no words to respond, the two men stared at each other for a long time, slowly raised their hands, knowing that there was still one last punch, either Lin Argen would completely shatter the faith of the Huang Tian clan, or Huang Tian Dashi would go against the heavens and save his entire clan from the depths of despair.

  One punch will decide victory or defeat.

  But such a victory was too terrible for the Huang Tian clan, too tragic, so Huang Tian Da Sheng hesitated.

  Seeing the hesitation in Huang Tian's eyes, Lin Huang sighed and said, "Your heart is wavering, your faith is faltering. Alas, Huang Tian is dead, Huang Tian is dead. Since you cannot be reborn from death, then let me thoroughly shatter your faith."

  As he finished speaking, Lin Huang raised his hand, clenched his fist, and unleashed a mighty power that seemed to suppress an entire world and bury the conviction of a whole race.

  After this punch, Lin Huang seemed to have seen the glory of the Huang Tian clan, the faith of the Huang Tian clan, completely cut off by himself. Such a victory made Lin Huang unable to hold back his excitement.

  The conviction of being able to destroy a race is what a thrilling and arrogant thing.

  P.S. To those who clamored for no female lead! The way of yin and yang is a major event in human relationships. Also, thank you again to [But I don't like it that way] for the reward, thanks.