"Comprehend it yourself. The Immortal Art Scattered Hand has transcended the human dao domain. How much you can learn depends on your fortune." Wang Xuan closed his eyes, his aura sinking back into his body.
Dragon Horse nodded repeatedly, its face wreathed in a fawning smile. "Rest assured, Master! I shall create an Emperor Scripture and suppress all ages!"
Wang Xuan paid his mount no further attention and summoned the System Panel.
[Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist (minor mastery)]
After obtaining this fist technique, he had only studied it briefly.
With his current strength and insight, he had reached minor mastery as soon as he acquired it, and had just tested its power on the Demon Cities.
Max it out.
Wang Xuan gave the command silently.
On the panel, the mastery level of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist instantly blurred and began changing wildly, unstoppable as water bursting through a dam.
A vast, ancient aura spread from Wang Xuan's body.
The surrounding starry sky abruptly darkened, as though an invisible giant palm had blotted out all light.
Six enormous phantom black holes slowly appeared behind him, black as ink and deep as abysses.
Six worlds cycled through birth and destruction in the depths of the black holes. Phantoms of living beings cried, struggled, underwent rebirth, and faded into extinction within them, repeating the cycle endlessly.
Every scale on Dragon Horse's body stood on end as it felt a lethal pressure.
That aura was like facing reincarnation itself. Even its soul trembled.
It dared not look back and could only grit its teeth and gallop madly onward.
Wang Xuan's consciousness sank into endless extrapolation.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, passed down by the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, was a simplified, incomplete version derived from the Six Paths of