Chapter 107: Still Six Breaths

  "You think you can last a few more breaths?!" Wu Dai Mi Zu's tone was cold and detached, with a hint of anger, his three heads and six arms transformed, looking at Lin Huang, fiercely striking out, "Within three breaths, I'll kill you."

  The ancestor of the Wu Dynasty was very calm, but he spoke with a sense of naturalness, as if his words were law, and what he said was truth, was the future, one sentence that cut off Lin Huang's life and death.

  Lin Huang was equally calm, shaking his head and taking a step forward. He let out a loud roar and also activated the Three Heads and Six Arms divine ability, meeting the Fifth Generation Ancestor with indifference.

  A stormy attack, the two of them exchanged countless punches in an instant, their terrifying power shaking the air. After three thousand consecutive blows, they both took a step back at the same time, their eyes locked intensely, and blood stained the corners of their mouths.

  Wu Dai Mi Zu narrowed his eyes and sized up Lin Huang, clearly, Lin Huang's strength had once again exceeded his expectations. He thought he was a bug that could be crushed with just a wave of his hand, but it turned out to be a dragon that could contend against the heavens.

  But what does that have to do with anything, Wu Dai Mi Zu sneered, overflowing with confidence. Five thousand years of bitter cultivation, five thousand years of sedimentation had not only brought him power, but also wisdom, and more importantly, an unshakeable self-confidence that said "who else but me".

  "Not bad. Killing you would be a waste." Wu Dai Mi Zu said calmly, but his actions were ruthless and merciless, like a stormy rain, "Killing you, sacrificing you, using you as nourishment, will surely help me advance further."

  Lin Hu laughed loudly, his face unchanged, all six arms moved in unison. One head was expressionless, spewing flames that could ignite nothingness and burn souls. Another head was furious, spewing black wind that could annihilate everything and rot the divine body. The last head looked sorrowful, spewing heavenly water that could melt all living things, erode nothingness, and dissolve willpower.

  Six arms swung out simultaneously, each fist a great path - earth, wind, water, fire, yin and yang. The six paths intertwined, stirring up all kinds of changes, encompassing the myriad phenomena, bursting forth in an instant, intertwining together.

  Lin Huang's three poems and six eyes, coldly gazing, the truth of reincarnation is imparted, the six paths of reincarnation, cycling through life and death, no one can stop, no one can rival.

  The ancestor of the Five Dynasties was suddenly moved, and he did not expect that Lin Huang could launch such a terrifying attack. The six paths of reincarnation, the six paths of reincarnation, the wild hope, made people's eyes widen in shock.

  "Good, good, good! You've actually established such an unimaginable Way. Indeed, you have great courage and great aspirations. Unfortunately, such a Way cannot exist in the world. Your Way is not tolerated by Heaven and Earth, nor by the gods, nor by me. Come on, come on. Let me kill you, shatter your dreams, shatter your ambitions, and spare the world from this calamity."

  Wu Dai Mi Zu let out a sigh, and in his heart, he couldn't help but admire the grandeur of Lin Huang's Dao, which was truly unimaginable. However, such a Dao would inevitably be taboo to Heaven and Earth, and the gods would not tolerate it.

  Lin Huang's path excited the Five Dynasties' ancestor, who suddenly made a move, no longer entangling with Lin Huang. With one move, it was his own 5,000-year-old Daoist journey. A spark of light burst forth, tearing through the void: "Five thousand years of bitter cultivation, I only cultivated one move. This one move, Void, Emptiness, Reality!"

  "Come, come, come! Bury your dreams, your ambitions, your paths, everything in this vast emptiness of mine!"

  The ancestor of the Five Dynasties burst out laughing and finally displayed his killer move. A spark was lit, burying nothingness. Heaven and earth, all things, in this spark, in this palm, were all transformed into nothingness, as if heaven and earth, all things, had originally been nothingness. There is also a great principle that comes from nothingness and is destined to return to nothingness.

  Carved in bone and engraved on the heart, let alone Lin Huang, even the Su Nü Jing female emperors who dominated the chaotic red dust and overturned the divine array outside, when they saw Wu Dai Mi Zu's palm, they suddenly moved with emotion, their hearts fluttering, feeling that Wu Dai Mi Zu's palm was the final destination of their soul, the origin, the end point, their souls stirring, almost getting lost.

  "Not good!" The Queen of the Female Realm suddenly shouted, biting her tongue and spitting out a mouthful of blood essence to reinforce the spell array. Three thousand bloody seals were released, transforming into golden chains that bound the Ancestor of the Secret Realm.

  The First Generation Ancestor's face was expressionless, and with a flick of his finger, dozens of chains were broken. If it weren't for the timely movement of the Su Nu Realm's Female Emperor, she would have been broken out of the formation by the First Generation Ancestor.

  Although a generation of Muzi is locked up here, everyone knows that the emergence of a generation of Muzi and others is not far away, maybe it's just one day, or perhaps in the next breath.

  For a moment, the Queen of the Elemental Realm was unusually anxious, her eyes involuntarily looking at Lin Huang and Wu Di's ancestor. In this situation, it could only be seen who would emerge victorious between these two men. If Lin Huang could kill Wu Di's ancestor, there might still be a chance to reverse everything.

  However, the Queen of the Su Nu world smiled bitterly and shook her head. At this moment, Wudai Mizu had already taken absolute control, so how could Lin Huang possibly defeat Wudai Mizu? It was just a desperate struggle to prolong his life.

  A sigh, and the Queen of the Elemental Realm fell into deep despair.

  Lin Huang's face was expressionless, his eyes fixed intently on the palm strike launched by Wudai Mizu. This palm strike was a manifestation of nothingness, the Way of Wudai Mizu. Everything comes from nothingness and returns to nothingness.

  Nodding, the five generations of Mi Zu's 5,000 years of bitter cultivation were not in vain. In this palm, the interpretation of nothingness opened up Lin Huang's eyes, as if he had gained insight. Turning his hand into a fist, this punch was unadorned and directly fierce, carrying the power of the earth, pure and overbearing.

  With a punch, Lin Huang coldly opened his mouth, "If the heavens and earth are nothingness, then where do this land and all living things on it come from?"

  A faint sentence, extreme sublimation, Lin Huang's fist, suddenly had a breakthrough, understanding the way of the earth, virtue loaded with things, in one fist, no longer just the power of the earth, evolving all living things, multiplying and thriving, this is the power of the earth, but also the power of life.

  Silent and soundless, the two fists intersected without a hint of noise, instantly annihilating each other. The purest, most radiant life force collided with the emptiest, coldest void, thus beginning a cycle of reincarnation.

  Lin Huang's mouth suddenly curled up into a faint smile as he said in a low voice, "This is reincarnation, huh."

  With a single word, Lin Huang suddenly snapped his fingers, and in the midst of impossibility, he once again unleashed a finger's worth of power. The pupils of Wu Dai Mi Zu constricted, and he stumbled backward three steps, a bloody hole bursting open on his chest. It was unbelievable.

  "Good, good, good! Creating possibilities out of impossibilities is the mark of a true master. Lin Huang, I underestimated you." The Fifth Generation Ancestor gazed at the blood hole on his chest, although it wasn't a serious injury, but it was clear that he had been put at a disadvantage by the previous blow, and his heart was filled with some anger, coldly snorted, took a step forward, and was about to strike again.

  Lin Huang's face seemed to smile but not quite, as he gazed at Wu Di's ancestor and said faintly, "There are still six breaths left."

  Wu Dai Mi Zu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly flew into a great rage. This was ridiculing the lie that he had killed Lin Huang in three breaths.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  Three consecutive loud clangs shook the void, Lin Huang's gaze condensed and he looked up to see that the chains binding the ancestors of the One Generation had shrunk to less than ten fingers in length. A cold and ruthless gaze enveloped them, a killing intent filling the air.