Samsara Divine Eye

"Samsara Dojo? The Samsara Divine Eye?"

Lin Huang felt a surge of joy. The Samsara Divine Eye of the Samsara Dojo was famous across the myriad worlds, rumored to be able to peer through the six paths and reverse reincarnation with a single glance. Lin Huang had heard of it long ago, but he never expected to encounter it today.

"Not bad. I am Mo Tu, the second disciple of the Samsara Dojo. Kid, who are you? To force me to use the Samsara Divine Eye, you must be no nameless nobody."

"State your name, and I shall grant you death."

Despite being shocked by Lin Huang's stunning blade strike just moments ago, Mo Tu did not pay much heed to it. He sneered and stood with his hands behind his back.

"It really is the Samsara Divine Eye. I have admired it for a long time. It is a pity that the three sages of the Samsara Dojo guard it and rarely emerge, so I never had the chance to witness it."

Lin Huang knew the information regarding the Ten Great Sacred Lands by heart. He had once considered raiding them all, but only the Zhongnan Dojo had revealed a flaw, leaving its defenses empty, which allowed him to exploit the opening. As for the other nine Sacred Lands, with Demigods living in seclusion and Sages standing guard, Lin Huang could not force his way in.

However, he had not expected to encounter an opponent wielding the Samsara Divine Eye in only the second preliminary round. This made Lin Huang even more expectant for the First Martial Arts Tournament. Although it was impossible to obtain the complete cultivation methods of the Sacred Lands' ultimate techniques as he had forced from the Heaven Mending Pavilion, with Lin Huang's Saint-level soul comprehension, as long as he made contact, he could draw inferences and gain insights without any issue. He could even create weakened versions of the Sacred Lands' ultimate techniques; otherwise, how could he be called a Saint?

"Another fool scared witless. Forget it, go to hell!"

Seeing Lin Huang lost in thought, Mo Tu shook his head, his interest waning, and unleashed his signature Hundred-Step Divine Fist.

Within a hundred steps, one could rival a nation. This Hundred-Step Divine Fist was a supreme close-quarters combat technique. It was a brutal slaughter; between the strikes, it felt as if one had fallen into a battlefield, with thousands of troops charging, causing one's heart to tremble and leaving no room for resistance.

Lin Huang was not interested in Mo Tu's Hundred-Step Divine Fist. He raised his hand and struck with his blade again: Blade Slashing the Six Paths.

It could no longer be called Blade Slashing the Six Paths, because in this strike, Lin Huang had abandoned the intent of merely slashing the six paths and instead integrated his own understanding of them, creating the six paths within a single strike.

Re-enacting the earth, water, fire, and wind, and opening up the Yin and Yang—this was a supreme blade technique. Carrying his own understanding, he had vaguely found the path he was meant to walk.

"This strike again?!"

Mo Tu's expression turned grave, and he let out a cold snort. "The same move is useless against me!"

As he spoke, Mo Tu's eyes turned a pure, golden hue, discerning the flaws. His fists surged with power, carrying a tragic, brutal intent like a charge of thousands of troops, forcefully shattering Lin Huang's blade strike. The fist energy shifted, striking Lin Huang in the chest.

Lin Huang's expression froze. He looked at Mo Tu in surprise, unable to believe that the blade technique he had painstakingly crafted had been broken by Mo Tu so easily.

Though surprised, Lin Huang's hands were quick. He turned his blade to block Mo Tu's fist, dragged it aside, and then countered with the same strike again.

"I told you, the same move is useless against me."

Mo Tu laughed loudly. Striking after but arriving first, as if he had long anticipated Lin Huang's response, he retracted his fist to dodge the blade and suddenly thrust his fingers out, a hand-blade striking Lin Huang's chest.

Crack.

Lin Huang's sternum collapsed. He retreated three steps and looked down to see his chest had been pierced by Mo Tu's hand-blade.

"It's useless. You might have dodged that punch, but you will definitely not dodge the next one."

Mo Tu retracted his hand nonchalantly. With a tap of his toes, he closed the distance to Lin Huang. His short punches were rapid, unleashing hundreds of blows in an instant. Each punch was heavier than the last, and finally, the hundreds of punches converged into one, erupting violently and shattering the void.

Lin Huang barely managed to shield his chest with his long blade before being sent flying a hundred yards by the force of the punch, only then managing to stop his momentum.

His chest felt stifled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I understand now. It's the Samsara Divine Eye. Has everything been seen through?"

With blood flowing backward, Lin Huang looked at Mo Tu with an expressionless face, noting that his eyes had long since turned a brilliant, golden hue, unlike those of a mortal.

"Samsara Divine Eye. Seeing through all changes. Samsara, Samsara."

Lin Huang sighed softly, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He raised his hand and struck with his blade once more.

"Still not giving up?! Heh, I have already seen through this strike of yours. You are acting in vain." Mo Tu smiled disdainfully, having no mood to continue playing with Lin Huang.

"This is the last punch. If you can take three of my moves, you can die with no regrets."

Mo Tu reached out and threw a punch, seeing through Lin Huang's blade momentum, shattering the earth, water, wind, and fire, and slashed horizontally with his palm.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

Mo Tu's expression changed drastically. "How is this possible?! I have already seen through your move; how could it still hide changes!"

Lin Huang ignored Mo Tu, carefully contemplating the strike he had just performed.

"I always felt that this strike of opening the six paths had a flaw. So, it was the lack of samsara. Without samsara, there is no intent of endless cycles. Good, good, good. This strike has finally created a framework. Six Paths of Samsara. It is not just about the six paths; it must also have samsara. Only then can this strike be called endless."

Lin Huang chuckled and looked at Mo Tu. "Your Samsara Divine Eye is of great help to my understanding of samsara. So, come, use the Samsara Divine Eye."

"You are courting death!" Mo Tu gritted his teeth as he spat out the three words. The Hundred-Step Divine Fist erupted violently, a continuous barrage of killing intent. In one breath, he unleashed thousands of punches, and finally, the thousand punches merged into one, erupting with incredible power that shattered the void and suppressed everything.

But Lin Huang only used one blade strike. This strike opened the six paths, but compared to before, it carried a hint of samsara. The Six Paths of Samsara were endless, as if forming a world of their own. No matter how Mo Tu merged his thousand punches, they were all contained and absorbed, finally transforming into a single blade strike that crashed down toward Mo Tu's head.

Mo Tu was completely shocked. His eyes moved, divine light shooting out as he fully activated the Samsara Divine Eye.

The Samsara Divine Eye was indeed heaven-defying; with a glance, it peered through the six paths and reversed reincarnation.

Lin Huang's Saint-level soul flashed, firmly grasping the profound essence of the Samsara Divine Eye at this moment. Thoughts surged in his mind. The blade strike returned to his hand as if by magic, having failed to land.

A trace of fear flashed in Mo Tu's heart, as if he had sensed the terror of Lin Huang just now, but this feeling was quickly forgotten by Mo Tu. Feeling somewhat ashamed and angry, he unleashed the Hundred-Step Divine Fist with renewed violence.

Lin Huang stared firmly at Mo Tu's eyes, and facing Mo Tu's onslaught, he used the same blade strike again.

Mo Tu was completely enraged. "Bastard! Is there no other move you can use besides this one?!"

With that furious shout, Mo Tu shifted his feet, stepping through the stars, his fist aura biting and cold. He gathered all his essence, energy, and spirit, and with an unstoppable momentum, he shattered the void and forcefully pulverized Lin Huang's blade momentum.

Before he could even feel a trace of joy, he saw Lin Huang's blade momentum remain unchanged, whipping up six variations of power, Samsara intertwining in an endless cycle, his energy undiminished as he struck out toward him once again.

"How could this strike be so powerful?!"

Mo Tu's pupils constricted, and not daring to be negligent, he once again activated the Samsara Divine Eye.

Reversing the cycle of Samsara, Lin Huang's strike once again returned without success.

"Interesting, very interesting."

Having clashed with the Samsara Divine Eye repeatedly, Lin Huang finally grasped the heaven-defying nature of the ability.

"To think it actually reverses the laws of the six paths. Good, good, good. This is the true essence of Samsara."

Mo Tu was stunned for a moment, and then he became completely enraged, "You actually want to analyze the Samsara Divine Eye? You are too arrogant. Die!"

"Under Samsara, no one is eternal!"

Mo Tu roared at the sky, burning his essence, energy, and spirit as he opened the Samsara Divine Eye to its full extent. He stepped out in a complex formation, instantly unleashing thousands of punches that swept across the wilderness and the entire universe. A scene of a chaotic era, filled with bloody slaughter and the truth that no one is eternal, unfolded before them.

Finally, the thousand punches merged into one, a decisive blow meant to settle the fate of the world.

Lin Huang was fearless, striking back with one blade, then two, then three!

After three consecutive strikes, Lin Huang didn't even look back, turning around and walking away.