Chapter 104: The Ambition of Seven Generations

  "The eighth and ninth generations are too stupid. They think that by devouring each other, they can gain enough power to rival the first generation, it's simply a delusional fantasy."

  "What kind of person is Yidai? The junior brother of the Great Zen Saint, a once-invincible strongman who was ranked in the top ten on the Divine Monument. Although he suffered severe injuries when he betrayed the Great Zen world, he created the Six Worlds Mysterious Phase Skill, six bodies as one, and his current strength is probably stronger than it was in the past, otherwise he wouldn't dare to talk about becoming a god."

  "The eighth and ninth generations thought that by devouring each other and merging into one, they could rival the first generation. They didn't know how terrifying the first generation was. Lin Huang, you're a clever person who can stand at the top of the divine monument at a young age, so you should know how frightening it is to be among the top ten people who can enter the divine monument. If it weren't for the Su Nu Jie's inverted Red Dust Formation being an extraordinary divine formation left behind by the Human Emperor, it would be impossible to trap the first generation. But for the first generation to escape, it's not as difficult as they thought."

  "He has been waiting, he is waiting for the war between two worlds to reach its most brutal stage, he is waiting for the three of us to devour each other, at our most intense moment. At that time, he will break out, unleash his thunderous techniques, destroy both worlds, destroy all living beings in both worlds, and turn them into the nutrients for his ascension to godhood."

  "So, Lin Huang, if you want to escape this disaster, then help me."

  Lin Argen listened quietly, remained silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and transmitted his thoughts, "Interesting, but I want to know everything about the plan to become a god in one generation. Everything you know. Now."

  Lin Huang couldn't possibly believe everything that Seventh Uncle said, but he was moved. He was moved by the plan for First Uncle to become a god that Seventh Uncle had spoken of.

  Becoming a god, Lin Huang's ultimate dream. However, his accumulation was too shallow, and he took it one step at a time. Although he achieved great sainthood and even took the first step towards becoming a god, the Divine Monument had a name, but Lin Huang still couldn't see the road ahead clearly and didn't know what else it would take to become a god.

  Step by step exploration is fine, but ten thousand years is too long. Lin Huang was racing against time, he hadn't forgotten that thirty years later, at the peak of the Ten Thousand Realms, during the Blood Moon, he would have a battle with Dream God Machine.

  Not to mention the Dream God Machine, he accepted Yuantian as his apprentice, which means he has decided to intervene in Yuantian's path to becoming a god. There is also the Great Zen Master who almost twisted his way. Compared to these invincible great saints who roam the ten thousand realms and are ranked among the top ten in front of the God Monument, Lin Huang is still far from sufficient.

  So Lin Huang would not miss any opportunity to enhance his own strength. The path of a generation's ancestor may be different from his, but it will certainly bring him great gains.

  So as long as the Seventh Generation Ancestor can hand over the plan for the First Generation Ancestor's ascension to godhood, Lin Huang felt that it would be like fulfilling the Seventh Generation Ancestor's wish, and helping him out would be no big deal.

  The seventh generation of Mi Zu also knew that no matter how eloquent he was, it couldn't compare to the straightforwardness of a naked transaction, so he didn't waste any words and conveyed everything he knew about the plan for the first generation of Mi Zu's ascension to divinity to Lin Huang.

  Lin Huang pondered deeply in his heart, his eyes icy silver white, carefully analyzing, suddenly letting out a long sigh, only then did he realize that he was still far, too far from becoming a god.

  He took three steps of the divine, now he has taken the first step. The second step is the way of guarding the Tao, and he is still exploring it. As for the third step, replacing the heavenly Tao with his own, he can't even get a glimpse of it.

  The seventh generation of Mi Zu provided him with the information, just in time for Lin Huang to know how to proceed with the next two steps. His heart was emotionless and cold, calculating indifferently, letting out a long sigh, knowing that his road was still very long.

  Even if you've taken the three steps of the divine path, wanting to become a god still requires endless years of accumulation. Without sufficient spiritual resources, forget about becoming a god.

  What is called divine, controls the rules, creates its own way, not only self-acknowledged, but also acknowledged by all realms, heaven and earth. Without sufficient resources, without the power to shake the origin of all realms, it is impossible to achieve divinity.

  So even if the current generation of Mysterious Ancestors has enough strength to rank in the top ten of the Divine Monument, they are still waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to destroy two Great Worlds and turn the billions of lives in those two worlds into their own resources.

  Lin Ao shook his head and stopped looking at the information. Although this information couldn't immediately increase his strength, it made him see clearly the path ahead. This gain was more important than a sudden surge in power. Because it allowed Lin Ao to avoid many detours and charge straight forward, with a promising future of becoming a god.

  Suppressing the faint joy in his heart, Lin Huang's gaze shifted, looking at the eighth and ninth generation of Mysterious Ancestors who were already fighting to the last moment. He seemed to be thinking deeply, looking into the depths of the void where the first generation of Mysterious Ancestors and others stood coldly and emotionlessly, their faces stern and solemn, quietly waiting.

  Thinking of the plan of the seventh generation of Mi Zu, Lin Huang's eyes were cold and calculating. The ambition of the seventh generation of Mi Zu was astonishing, if successful, it would surely break through this calamity. But Lin Huang knew that if he made even the slightest mistake, he would fall into a life-and-death situation.

  Although the seven generations of ancestors sound good, if they themselves make a mistake, the seven generations of ancestors will definitely go far away and will not lend a hand to help them. So it's still necessary to plan carefully.

  Lin Huang was calculating in his mind, his eyes icy silver white, quietly waiting for the final opportunity.

  The battle between the eighth and ninth ancestors became increasingly fierce, reaching its final climax. The ninth ancestor's divine body was shattered, with blood gushing out and his breath growing weak. The eighth ancestor also suffered severe injuries to his divine body, with blood dripping down, but compared to the ninth ancestor, he was in a slightly better state.

  "Eighth generation. You really want to fight me to the death. Don't forget, the seventh generation hasn't appeared yet and is watching with keen interest. If we continue like this, it will only benefit the seventh generation."

  The ninth generation of Mi Zu Mo He Sa let out a loud roar, his tone unwilling, wanting to persuade the eighth generation of Mi Zu.

  The eighth generation of Miezu's face was expressionless, completely ignoring Mahesa's words, and the attack became even more fierce, storming towards the ninth generation of Miezu Mahesa like a violent storm.

  "Nine generations. It's too late to say these things now. The moment of the final battle has arrived. As long as I devour you, seven generations will be nothing to fear. So, die for me!"

  The Ninth Generation Ancestor, Mohe Sa, furiously roared, "Eighth Generation, you're too arrogant! Your and my strength are only marginally different. Although you've cultivated for a thousand more years than me, wanting to devour me? You can forget about it!"

  "Come on! The final blow, either you die or I perish! Mahakala! Kill!"

  The ninth generation of Muzi Moha bursts out thoroughly, determined to die and then be reborn, bursting out with a fierce strike.

  Hachiya Mitsuo sneered and also made his move, burning his spiritual energy to the limit and bursting out with all his might. With one blow, it would be decided who would win or lose, fighting until one of them died.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  A surge of power bursts forth, sweeping across the void, radiant light dazzling the eyes, like a great sun, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

  Under this blow, the figure of the seventh generation of Mi Zu suddenly appeared, and with a fierce hand, he captured the eighth generation of Mi Zu and the ninth generation of Mi Zu at once.

  "Haha. Seventh Generation, you've been deceived!" Ninth Generation Mysterious Ancestor Mohe Sa burst into a fit of maniacal laughter, his fist spinning around as he charged towards Seventh Generation Mysterious Ancestor with a killing intent.

  The eighth generation of Mi Zu also let out a cold hum, his long sword swooshing as he charged towards the seventh generation of Mi Zu.

  The two joined forces to deceive and finally lured out the hidden Seventh Generation Ancestor, striking him down with one blow.

  PS: The new book ranking is now 48, and the collection has been rising too slowly this week. I'm also feeling uninspired when writing. Please give me your full support, roll up your sleeves, collect, recommend, so that I can have the energy to burst out. Also, thank you for the reward from "Kill them all".