Chapter 110: The Last Three Breaths

  "I will be like God and kill all people in the world!"

  The Second Generation of Mysterious Ancestors was the fastest, with a voice that had not yet fallen to the ground. The fierce and overbearing fist enveloped endless killing intent, slaughtering heaven and earth, with an icy indifference that could kill everyone in the world. In an instant, it arrived in front of Lin Huang.

  The death of the fifth generation ancestor shocked the world, but it couldn't shake the heart of the second generation ancestor. Lin Huang's guess was correct, the death of the fifth generation ancestor was just the beginning, not the end.

  The Second Generation of Mysterious Ancestors has made up their mind to kill, and Lin Huang thinks he can stop them for three breaths. The Second Generation of Mysterious Ancestors wants Lin Huang to know that he can reverse everything in one breath, shocking the heavens and earth, and killing the Fifth Generation of Mysterious Ancestors. He also has the power to kill Lin Huang and everyone else in the world in one breath.

  This punch was powerful and overbearing, with endless killing intent that suddenly burst forth. Lin Huang raised his hand to clench his fist, but just as it had traveled three inches, the fist's energy was completely shattered by the boundless killing intent. The killing intent attached itself to him, like a maggot in his bones, and surged upwards, causing Lin Huang to cough up blood violently.

  The Second Generation Mysterious Ancestor's fist method had yet to reach its end, the Fourth Generation Mysterious Ancestor's sword arrived later but struck first, landing on Lin Huang's forehead.

  The sword light rises to tens of thousands of feet, the sword energy stretches across billions of miles, shattering the starry river and annihilating everything.

  The sword intent of the fourth generation ancestor lies in whether you believe or not; if you believe, you die, and if you don't believe, you will also die.

  The unparalleled sword intent that was cultivated through six thousand years of bitter practice is so overbearing and arrogant, with the power to dominate life and death, and control all living things.

  Lin Ao's forehead was shattered by the peerless sword intent of his fourth-generation ancestor, revealing a golden-yellow skull, with fresh blood dripping down. Faced with such sword intent, he could only retreat, retreat, retreat!

  But Lin Huang couldn't retreat, retreating would mean that his seven generations of ancestors would have to face a torrent of swords, so he could only resist.

  Divine light suddenly rises, Lin Huang can't even react in time. In the icy silver-white eyes, a wheel of reincarnation suddenly appears, shooting thousands of miles away, hitting the sword of the fourth generation of Mi Zu, reversing everything, the reincarnation sword light.

  A drop of fresh blood fell, and almost the entire skull was split open by this sword from Four Generations of Ancestors.

  Before he could even catch his breath from the fourth generation ancestor's long sword assassination, the third generation ancestor had already silently placed a palm on Lin Huang's chest.

  In the blink of an eye, universally deliver all people, transcend all living beings, with a heart that sympathizes with heaven and pities humans, yet also has the intention to destroy the world with ruthless hands. The means are vicious, all living beings curse, as if a hundred ghosts roam at night, cursing all life, cursing all spirits.

  This palm, too ruthless and poisonous, Lin Huang's chest instantly collapsed, a deep black palm print was branded on it, endless resentment and curses swarmed out, this is the curse of death for all living beings in the world, cursing all living spirits, can make decay empty, corrode the soul.

  Lin Ao hummed and took a half-step back, but stood firm again. He coughed up a large amount of blood, which turned from golden to a terrifying black color as it fell into the void, corroding everything instantly. All sorts of grievances, poisons, and curses rose to the sky.

  "Kill me!"

  A cold laugh, the sixth generation of Mi Zu suddenly appeared above Lin Huang's head, holding a golden Vajra, as if dancing in the sky, holding the ancient divine mountain, with the indestructible power of Vajra, nothing can withstand it, and all things will be destroyed, rushing towards Lin Huang's skull to kill him.

  A deafening crash, a shocking and earth-shaking roar. Lin Huang was reduced to three feet in size by this Vajra pestle, as if he had been blasted into the void. His skull burst open, and a spark of soul fire flickered, exposing the void. Half his face was completely crushed, leaving only an icy lone eye staring at the void. There, under the feet of the ancestor of the previous generation, lotus flowers bloomed with each step, shrinking the earth to inches, one step at a time.

  Six generations of ancestors are not to be feared. Four generations of ancestors are not to be feared. Three generations of ancestors are not to be feared. Two generations of ancestors are also not to be feared. But one generation of ancestors, before even making a move, already has an aura that makes the world tremble with fear, as if not making a move is enough, but once they do make a move, even gods will be shocked, enraged, and intimidated.

  The ancestor of the previous generation was a terrifying existence that had already touched the edge of becoming a god, and even without the Six Ancestors' Seal or the Unity of Six, he could still be ranked among the top twenty in front of the Divine Monument.

  An absolute powerhouse who has already taken the third step, capable of replacing the Heavenly Dao with my own, reversing the rules and dominating the domain.

  Lin Huang had yet to make a move, but he already heard the wailing of ghosts and gods, his heart heavy with foreboding, knowing that if he couldn't block this attack from Yidai Mizu, then everything would be over.

  So Lin Huang burst out, even in the face of Second Generation Mi Zu's fist, Fourth Generation Mi Zu's long sword, Third Generation Mi Zu's palm technique, and Sixth Generation Mi Zu's Vajra pestle, Lin Huang still suppressed his power, finally bursting out.

  The attack of the First Generation Ancestor can only be countered with a swift counterattack, and absolutely cannot be met head-on. Anyone who dares to meet the First Generation Ancestor's attack head-on will have their divine body shattered, even if they are the Dream God Machine, the first on the Divine Monument Rankings.

  So Lin Huang made his move, and as soon as he did, it was an extreme sublimation. He couldn't strike a blow that could kill the Five Generations of Mysterious Ancestors, but Lin Huang instantly shattered the six illusory shadows behind him. The powers of earth, water, fire, wind, yin, and yang shook through the void, falling into Lin Huang's hands and forming a string of six-colored precious pearls.

  Each bead of the pearl burst forth with divine light, vaguely having a shadow of a world turning around it. Along with Lin Huang's fist technique, it roared out, revolving and rotating, forming its own heaven and earth, suppressing everything in the six paths of reincarnation.

  The First Generation Ancestor's face was cold and unfeeling, devoid of emotions or righteousness. With a faint movement of his hand, he pointed like a knife, making a light slash that didn't carry the slightest hint of smoke or fire. The six-colored precious beads exploded one by one, bursting into the void like fireworks, releasing enough power to destroy stars, yet unable to disturb the First Generation Ancestor's robes.

  The mighty fist of the First Generation Mysterious Ancestor remained undiminished, continuing to advance with a power that could tear apart heaven and earth. Lin Huang suddenly spat out a long breath, which transformed into a dragon-like energy that instantly clashed with the First Generation Mysterious Ancestor's fist, producing a series of clashing sounds.

  Lin Ao suddenly swung his fist, and with a loud crash, he met the knife of Yidai Muzong's hand. With a cracking sound, Lin Ao's entire arm was severed at the elbow, blood dripping down, and he let out a dull hum, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood, looking utterly miserable.

  In just one breath, Lin Huang's hands were severed, his chest caved in, his skull cracked open, and half of his face was gone. He had suffered severe injuries. And all this happened within the span of a single breath.

  "He can't stop it! He absolutely can't stop it!" The Seventh Generation Ancestor was raging in his heart.

  Several great saints in the Su Nu realm were also growling, with flashing lights in their eyes, and they had the idea of escaping. But the queen of the Su Nu realm was decisive, shouting loudly, "What are you still dawdling for? Let's take action together! If Lin Huang dies, then everything will be over! Do you really want to be a loser and abandon your ancestors' legacy?"

  With a loud shout, the five great saints of the Su Nu realm nodded simultaneously, regained their composure, and joined forces to block the people led by Yi Dai Mi Zu.

  "The ants dare to make the sound of a warhorse. They do not know their own strength!" The sixth generation of Mi Zu coldly snorted, seeing that the five great saints of Su Nu Jie not only did not flee, but actually dared to attack them. He was furious and abandoned Lin Huang, charging towards the five great saints of Su Nu Jie.

  Second-generation ancestor, third-generation ancestor, fourth-generation ancestor, their eyes flashed for a moment, nodded slightly, and turned to face the five great saints of the Su Nu realm. As for Lin Huang, one of the ancestors made a move, and he was doomed to die.