Chapter 109: Master of Reincarnation in a Square Inch!

  The first step out, the forest's aura and blood ignited, as if the heavens and earth were being slaughtered by six punches. The six punches verified the path, opening up the earth, water, fire, wind, yin, and yang. The green lotus bloomed, and the primordial energy connected with the world. The six great worlds' origin was added to his body, as if the six great divine kingdoms had appeared behind him. Faintly visible were the shadows of the Earth God Realm, Water God Realm, Fire God Realm, Wind God Realm, Taiyin Realm, and Taiyang Realm, the six great worlds.

  The second step was taken, Lin's black hair turned white, three thousand feet of white hair pierced through the void, spreading into the six major worlds, divine light burst forth tens of thousands of feet, mighty and powerful, exploding in an instant.

  The third step forward, Lin Huang's palm covers the sky and earth, encompassing all things, containing the eight wildernesses and four extremes, transforming the false and real, with endless light and darkness intertwined, forming the great seal of yin and yang, the dark Taiji.

  The fourth step was taken, and Lin Huang let out a long whistle, spitting out a mouthful of yuanqi. This yuanqi fell to the ground and rolled around, transforming into countless living beings, myriad realms and tribes, all sorts of spirits, each one unique. They knelt on the ground, paying homage to Lin Huang, their mouths murmuring in unison as they chanted Lin Huang's name and his greatness.

  Endless sacred sounds echo, with utmost piety, may the spirits of the desolate forest walk on earth as if walking in heaven.

  The fifth step was taken, and Lin Huang's figure flashed, suddenly splitting into seven figures, as if they were his true self, identical to Lin Huang. At the same time, each of them took a step forward, facing each other in pairs, locking onto Ba Huang, standing firm at the four extremes.

  At the sixth step, the eight Lin Huang let out a long sigh, their voices shaking heaven and earth, like a great bell tolling, stirring up the void, with boundless mighty power bursting forth, like the rising of the eight-wheeled sun, scattering infinite light, infinite heat.

  By the seventh step, within a square inch, the divine country is condensed, and the eight Lin Huangs simultaneously take action. Eight fists converge as one, enveloping all directions, containing the infinite within the void, transforming the boundless land into a perfect circle.

  The ancestor of the Five Dynasties was shocked and disbelieving, his body suddenly shrinking, being controlled by Lin Huang's space, containing the universe in a mustard seed, falling into his hand, the divine kingdom in his palm, the land of Fangcun, dominating the cycle.

  Lin Huang's expression didn't change, his icy silver-white gaze fixed on the Wu Dai Mi Zu that had fallen into his palm, and with a surge of divine light, he clenched his fist tightly.

  "Monster! How dare you!" The ancestor of the demonic sect let out a shrill cry, his anger reaching its peak, and punched out with a loud crash, shattering the heavens and earth, tearing through the void, and illuminating the darkness.

  "In a tiny land, everyone is an enemy country! Fierce, fierce! Actually creating the impossible within the possible, striking out a blow in the Great Sacred Realm. Lin Huang, it seems we underestimated you." The three generations of Mysterious Ancestors sighed, not daring to believe that Lin Huang had once again reached the extreme and transcended, with the cultivation of taking the first step into the Divine Realm, actually striking out a blow that could only be controlled by those who took the third step.

  Such talent, such means, is simply unbelievable, beyond everyone's expectations.

  But San Dai Mi Zu's mouth sighed, his hands moved ruthlessly.

  Sixth Secret Intention, six positions as one. If Lin Huang really killed the fifth generation of Secret Ancestors, there might be a chance to turn the tables. But the second generation of Secret Ancestors would not allow such a thing to happen, coldly snorted, punched out, fierce and violent, killing heaven and earth, "I will be like a god, kill all people in the world!"

  Fourth-generation Mysterious Ancestor held his sword to his chest, expressionless. The sudden explosion of power from Lin Ao was earth-shattering, but the Fourth-generation Mysterious Ancestor remained calm, confident in the Fifth-generation Mysterious Ancestor's abilities. Even if Lin Ao broke through his limits and surpassed himself, achieving an unprecedented level of mastery and landing a seemingly impossible blow, he would still be unable to kill the Fifth-generation Mysterious Ancestor in an instant.

  As long as he takes one more breath, Lin Huang will undoubtedly die after that breath.

  Sixth-generation ancestor was somewhat worried, but it's too late to take action now. Lin Huang disregarded everything and melted all his savings, turning the various ultimate techniques he mastered into a furnace, fighting for just this one breath of time. Even if the first-generation ancestor, second-generation ancestor, and third-generation ancestor were to take action together to stop him, they would still be unable to prevent Lin Huang from seizing this one breath.

  As long as this breath of time is available, killing the five generations of ancestors will still have a chance to reverse everything.

  Lin Huang lowered his head, looking at his palm, where the Fifth Generation Ancestor was dying and struggling. No matter how confident the First Generation Ancestor and others were that the Fifth Generation Ancestor would pull through, Lin Huang knew he was doomed to die.

  Due to this strike, Lin Huang not only integrated the Six Paths God Fist, the Reincarnation God Fist, and the Palm of the Divine Country, but also merged the original War Saint's Law, the Dream God Machine's Reality and Illusion Way, and the Taiyi Sect's Yin-Yang Great Forbidden Spell, all of which were refined together to create this ultimate ascension strike. This is the embodiment of Lin Huang's entire path in his lifetime.

  Integrated all of Lin Huang's life learning, lifetime dreams, and lifelong passion.

  With a slap of his palm, Lin Huang's expression turned cold and emotionless as he uttered a single word: "Reincarnation!"

  One word can determine life and death; one phrase can control the cycle of reincarnation.

  A mighty grasp, the power of reincarnation bursts forth in an instant, a thousand million years in one breath.

  Even if the five generations of ancestors are proud of their unparalleled greatness, with the power to break through the void, prove the emptiness of the Tao, and reverse the virtual and real, but they will not become gods, and ultimately cannot escape the passage of time.

  A moment is worth a thousand years, and time hurries people into old age.

  Under the incredulous gaze of Wudi's ancestors, in less than a breath of time, his soul began to rot, his divine body began to collapse, no one became a god, no one was immortal.

  "No! I don't believe it! Reversing reality and falsehood! This is all fake. Fake, you can't deceive me!"

  The furious roar of the Five Dynasties' ancestor grew lower and lower, until he finally collapsed, his energy and blood exhausted, falling onto Lin Huang's palm like an ant.

  The ancestors of the previous generation, such as Yidai Mizu, also exclaimed in surprise, unable to believe that in just one breath, the strength of the fifth generation of Muzu was actually unable to withstand even a single breath under Lin Huang's palm.

  Such means are earth-shaking and heaven-stunning, astonishing the world and shocking the common people, making one dare not believe.

  The seventh generation of Mi Zu also let out a loud cry, somewhat shocked, looking at Lin Huang, suddenly having a feeling of plotting with the tiger for its skin.

  Lin Huang's expression was calm and collected as he reached out with one hand, shattering the divine body and soul of the fifth generation ancestor. With a reverse slap, he sent it into the body of the seventh generation ancestor.

  With one step underfoot, like a divine spirit, spanning heaven and earth, blocking the path of the Seventh Generation Ancestor.

  Kill the five generations of ancestors, this is not the end, it's just a beginning.

  Watching the ancestors of the previous generation finally break free from everything, like a divine dragon rushing towards him, Lin Huang stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky with a calm expression, and said to the seventh ancestor behind him, "There are still three breaths."

  The seventh generation of Mi Zu's eyes were heavy, and he nodded. He and Lin Huang conspired together, but it was just a desperate attempt to find a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair. But unexpectedly, Lin Huang actually managed to achieve such a feat.

  Destroyed the six generations of Muzong, including Yidai Muzong, and the six-in-one. Only when the seventh generation of Muzong devours the fifth generation of Muzong, refines the eighth generation of Muzong, and the ninth generation of Muzong, can the power of four people be combined into one, and truly have the qualification to compete with the same generation of Muzong.

  However, there were still three breaths left. The eyes of the seventh generation of Mi Zu flashed with a hint of doubt, despite Lin Huang's explosive power having shocked the entire audience, leaving everyone stunned.

  But wanting to hold on for three breaths under the siege of Yidai Muzong and others is extremely difficult. Even if it were Lin Huang in his prime, he might not have had even a slight chance. As for the current Lin Huang, who has killed eight generations, destroyed nine generations, and annihilated five generations, although the time was extremely short and the battle was brief, he has absolutely reached the pinnacle of power and unleashed all his strength.

  Can Lin Huang at this moment really withstand a generation of Mysterious Ancestors like them?

  The seventh generation of Mi Zu felt a sense of despair in his heart, but Lin Huang stood there with his hands behind his back, standing tall and upright like a mountain, like the starry sky, as thick as the earth, making the seventh generation of Mi Zu inexplicably feel at ease.