Tycoon War God
Chapter 897: Lin Is Here—Who Dares Fight!
"Years! Space-time! The power of time!"
Worthy of being the peak Martial God who dual-cultivates two paths, the Jixiang War God saw through the clue the instant the ripples of Distortion of Years began to spread!
"Reincarnation!"
Buddha light blazed from the Jixiang War God’s body, and behind him a sun-and-moon Golden Wheel floated into the air.
The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sinks and the sun ascends, over and over in reincarnation!
Hum!
The first ripple of Distortion of Years arrived!
Boom!
The ripple crashed into the sun-and-moon Golden Wheel, sending out wave after wave of ripples!
Profound and intricate power of time scattered in all directions!
"Not good! Retreat!"
The Crossblade Martial God’s face changed drastically; he soared into the air, retreating at extreme speed!
The other three Martial Gods also lost all color, not daring to remain on Human Emperor Mountain any longer!
"The power of time! That Otherworld... powerhouse actually commands the power of time!"
Shock could not be hidden in the Jing Guang Martial God’s eyes.
Even he himself did not notice that, in his mouth, Lin Mu was no longer a barbarian, but a powerhouse!
The power of time—this was a Divine Skill all Martial Gods of the Qianyuan Empire had once coveted, but none could comprehend!
Yet now, it had appeared in the hands of a Person from Another World!
"The Jixiang War God’s reincarnation art, though not the power of time, can still cleverly shed time’s corrosion. It is extremely wondrous!"
The Xuan Bing Martial God watched the two figures battling ahead, his feelings extremely complicated.
"Could it be... our Qianyuan Empire’s Martial Way is actually inferior to the Dao Arts and Buddhist Cultivation Techniques of the Otherworld?"
The Tianpeng Martial God’s eyes were vacant as he voiced what the three Martial Gods all thought but had never spoken aloud!
The Molu Sacrificer, awakening memories of his previous life and mastering Buddha Dharma, could by himself crush the four of them!
The Jixiang War God, who also cultivated Buddha’s Divine Power, could suppress the Molu Sacrificer; his strength far surpassed the four of them!
And that Invincible Palace’s Lin Mu from the Nameless Minor World was even more so!
He likewise used Dao Arts to confront the Jixiang War God!
The Qianyuan Empire had campaigned in all directions, suppressing the Ten Thousand Realms!
All along, in the hearts of the Qianyuan Empire’s Martial Artists, the Martial Way was the true Great Dao!
So-called Dao Arts, Divine Arts, talismans, Sword Dao—these were all mere side paths!
Yet now, the successive appearances of Buddha’s Divine Power and Otherworld Dao Arts had ground their pride beneath the heel!
In the end, who is the Upper Realm, and who are the Barbarians from Another World!
Hum!
The Jixiang War God used the Buddhist Door reincarnation Divine Skills to resist the corroding power of years, but the others did not possess his strength.
The Ten-Thousand-Man General and Martial Saints, who had been howling in agony under the Sixth Step: Evil Demons Weep, turned to flying ash in an instant beneath the ripples of Distortion of Years!
The Ten-Thousand-Man General was only equivalent to Core Formation; his lifespan was merely two thousand years to begin with.
This single ripple of Distortion of Years washed away five thousand years of their lifespan!
Under one ripple, all Ten-Thousand-Man Generals perished!
More than half of the Martial Saints also died!
As the second ripple of Distortion of Years swept across, outside the Holy Capital, all Martial Saints turned to flying ash!
Within the Holy Capital, all the commoners, seeing everything happening outside the city through the barrier, had their hearts shaken, falling utterly silent!
Merely the aftershocks of the battle had wiped out everyone outside the city!
Such a terrifying enemy, they had never even imagined!
At this moment, the myth of Martial God Invincible was almost destroyed!
The proud high-nation nobles of the Holy Capital, for the first time, realized that they too might be killed!
And the one who possessed the power to kill them was, at this very moment, standing outside the city.
"The Jixiang War God can win, right?"
In the stillness, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old youth spoke haltingly.
It was precisely that grandfather and grandson from before.
When the two were about to leave the city, Mo Lu appeared, and only then did they stop.
Otherwise, they would now have died outside the city as well.
No one answered the youth.
Because at this moment, no one knew the answer.
Martial God Invincible!
This slogan, like a faith, seemed not necessarily true today.
If not for the Jixiang War God, the other four Martial Gods should already have been killed.
Martial Gods... also die!
Although two bouts of heaven-and-earth weeping within a month had already made them realize Martial Gods could fall...
It was not until this moment that they personally saw the Martial Gods they believed in—those lofty beings akin to gods—could in fact be this fragile!
Just now, Heng Tian, Jing Guang, Xuan Bing, and Tian Peng, the four Martial Gods, had fled in such a sorry state they truly looked like homeless dogs!
Can the Jixiang War God win?
Nobody knew!
They did not even know what fate awaited them if the Jixiang War God lost!
Eight Steps of Chaos Yin and Yang!
Clad in white, drifting like an immortal, Lin Mu—who at this moment was as terrifying as a Demon in the hearts of the Qianyuan Empire’s people—stepped out once more!
Yin Yang reversed and thrown into chaos, energy out of control!
Pff!
At the instant the Eight Steps of Chaos Yin and Yang was unleashed, the four Martial Gods—Crossblade, Tianpeng, Xuan Bing, and Jing Guang—spurted fresh blood, almost falling from the sky!
The four Martial Gods hurriedly retreated several hundred li again, staring ahead in horror!
"With a single step he reverses Yin Yang, even affecting what is within our bodies—what Divine Skill is this!"
"Does the Burial God Temple possess such a powerful Divine Skill?"
"Eight steps! This step, added to those before, makes eight steps! If this is one complete Divine Skill, then..."
The Crossblade Martial God seemed suddenly inspired, discerning the Divine Arts Lin Mu was using!
Nine, the ultimate number!
Since eight steps had already appeared, there was no reason for there not to be a ninth!
The four great Martial Gods looked at each other, then shouted in unison: "Retreat!"
The four retreated once more, this time even falling back a thousand li away.
Even with a Martial God’s Divine Sense, they could already barely make out the battlefield.
Rumble!
The four Martial Gods felt only heaven and earth quiver, the void exploding.
On the Jixiang War God’s body, countless rays of Buddha light surged forth!
Monks chanting sutras, Arhats subduing dragons and tigers, Bodhisattvas delivering all beings, Buddhas twirling flowers with a smile!
All manner of inconceivable divine wonders manifested upon the Jixiang War God!
A Heavenly Being descending to the world would be no more than this! 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
At the same time, Lin Mu stepped out with his final foot!
Nine Steps Reversing the Heavens!
The heavens can be defied, the gods can be slain!
With that step, Human Emperor Mountain seemed to change to another world!
Buddha light collapsed, visions vanished, and heaven and earth fell silent for an instant!
The next moment, a terrifying wave of energy swept in all directions!
A black hole!
Above Human Emperor Mountain, a gigantic black hole appeared, devouring everything!
Several li!
Dozens of li!
Hundreds of li!
Cracks in the void—no, a colossal void cave—obliterated everything upon Human Emperor Mountain!
Even the restrictions that had existed on Human Emperor Mountain for tens of thousands of years could not withstand such destructive power!
Who won, who lost?
Someone thought this in their heart.
The next instant, this doubt was dispelled!
Golden blood rained, heaven and earth mourned, a Martial God fell!
Where Human Emperor Mountain had once stood, only a black hole remained.
Above the black hole, a figure in white stood proudly in the void!
The Barbarian from Another World, Lin Mu—victorious!
The Empire’s Martial God, Ji Xiang—dead!
Lin Mu clasped his hands behind his back, walking through the void step by step toward the Holy Capital of the Qianyuan Empire.
The Crossblade Martial God, Xuan Bing Martial God, Tianpeng Martial God, and Jing Guang Martial God retreated in panic yet again, none daring to clash with his edge!
The four great Martial Gods of the Qianyuan Empire actually fled without a fight!
This scene was etched into the hearts of everyone in the Holy Capital of the Qianyuan Empire!
Now, no one dared to shout "Slay the barbarians, sacrifice to the Heavenly People" anymore!
Today, Lin Mu, with the strength of one man, oppressed an entire nation!
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
Lin Mu’s footsteps sounded as if they were trampling on the hearts of everyone in the Holy Capital of the Qianyuan Empire!
Countless people fled in panic, terror in their eyes.
Just now, this Otherworldly powerhouse had slain the incomparable Jixiang War God with nine steps.
Now, he walked toward the Holy Capital.
Every step made the billions of Martial Artists in the Holy Capital shiver in fear!
"Qianyuan Human Emperor!"
"Lin of Earth’s Invincible Palace stands here—do you dare to fight me!"