Six Paths Reincarnation

Crack!

With Mo Tu's ambition, his body shattered in a single crisp snap.

His face deathly pale, Mo Tu was pushed out of the Dream God Realm. He still couldn't believe he had lost. He had used his strongest techniques, summoned the Samsara Divine Eye, and still lost.

From beginning to end, his opponent had used just one slash, yet it had left him utterly defeated. Shock, humiliation, fear—every kind of emotion surged through him.

Before long, someone noticed that something was wrong with Mo Tu.

"Mo Tu, did you finish the second round of the preliminaries already?"

The speaker was the Sect Leader of the Samsara Dojo.

At the First Martial Arts Tournament, the Samsara Dojo, one of the Ten Great Sacred Lands, had only managed to get its chief disciple selected as a seeded competitor. It was a tremendous humiliation.

So the Sect Leader of the Samsara Dojo had personally come to watch over his disciples as they competed.

At the Sect Leader's question, Mo Tu abruptly came to his senses from the shadow of defeat and shuddered, not daring to meet his gaze.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you were eliminated?"

Mo Tu clenched his teeth and nodded with difficulty. He knelt before the Sect Leader. "This disciple... lost. I used the Samsara Divine Eye and the Eternal Life Divine Fist, but I still lost."

The Sect Leader of the Samsara Dojo's face turned livid. Seeing Mo Tu's dazed, broken expression only made him angrier. "You good-for-nothing! Who was it? That Sun God Physique, or Qiu Xue of the Slaughter Path?!"

"I don't know. He used a saber. Back and forth, it was just one slash."

The Sect Leader of the Samsara Dojo froze, then waved a hand. "Useless thing. Go to the punishment hall and accept your punishment."

"Looks like your generation can only count on Yang Hui."

On the second day of the preliminaries, some rejoiced while others worried.

But the biggest news was that Mo Tu, the Samsara Dojo's second disciple, had been eliminated.

Although Mo Tu hadn't been selected as one of the two hundred seeded competitors, his performance on the first day had made it clear that he was no weakling. As the Samsara Dojo's second disciple, with the Samsara Divine Eye protecting him, many had thought he could make it into the main tournament. No one had expected him to lose in only the second round of the preliminaries.

And he had lost to an unknown saber-wielder.

The news instantly sent shock waves through the competitors, and Lin Huang, who had defeated Mo Tu, became a dark horse in many people's eyes.

Besides Lin Huang, many others had stood out as the second day's matches drew to a close.

The Sun God Physique, the Sea God Physique, Shifang, the Demigod's descendant who had dominated the headlines recently, the immensely violent Yuan Zhan, and Qiu Xue, said to be the Slaughter Path's heir, had all astonished the crowd and raised towering waves.

But none of that had anything to do with Lin Huang. After leaving the Dream God Realm, he carried his saber to the Three Holy Mothers' Jelly Noodle Shop and chatted for a while. Then he put on his mask, turned around, and headed to the Prefecture Lord Mansion again.

"You useless lot! Yesterday, someone managed to sneak into the Prefecture Lord Mansion without anyone noticing, and even alarmed the Prefecture Lord. Today, keep your eyes open! Don't let even a fly get in."

Yesterday's events had left a thorn in Prefecture Lord Chen's heart. He had flown into a thunderous rage, and the entire Prefecture Lord Mansion had tightened its security. But it was useless against Lin Huang. Unhurried, he moved as if walking through a nonexistent stretch of time. With one step, he appeared before Prefecture Lord Chen once more.

"You?!"

Prefecture Lord Chen was startled, then flew into a rage. "You dare come back! Do you think there's no one in the Prefecture Lord Mansion?!"

With a furious roar, Prefecture Lord Chen unleashed his strength and immediately struck with a ruthless killing move.

Prajna Divine Fist!

Prajna meant great wisdom.

The Prajna Divine Fist was a fist technique of wisdom.

With a single punch, it exhausted every possible variation. The fist seemed imbued with divinity; when it crashed out, it enveloped the universe, leaving nowhere to escape.

Lin Huang said nothing and simply raised his hand and slashed.

Rumble!

The force stretched on without end. The Divine Array throughout the Prefecture Lord Mansion flickered and surged. That single clash nearly destroyed the mansion's protective Divine Array.

"The Prajna Divine Fist. Good, good, good."

Lin Huang's eyes lit up. His Six Paths Reincarnation already had a framework, and he had also understood that the Six Paths were its body, while Reincarnation was its root. To cultivate it fully, he had to experience the transformations of Reincarnation.

Unfortunately, Mo Tu's strength was limited. He couldn't fully bring out the Samsara Divine Eye, so Lin Huang couldn't gain any deeper insight from him. But he hadn't expected the Prajna Divine Fist used by Prefecture Lord Chen to contain great wisdom and encompass every change in the world. It was exactly what he could incorporate into the framework of Six Paths Reincarnation.

Finding a worthy opponent delighted him. Lin Huang kept swinging his saber, each slash faster than the last. For a time, he even forced Prefecture Lord Chen to do nothing but defend.

"How is this possible?! How could his saber art have grown so much?!"

The longer Prefecture Lord Chen fought, the more shocked he became. Yesterday, Lin Huang had only been able to hold his own for a dozen or so exchanges. Now they were evenly matched, and even more frightening was his saber art.

Prefecture Lord Chen's gaze was sharp. He could see at a glance that although the long saber in Lin Huang's hand seemed to transform endlessly, it was really the same slash again and again. He had seen that slash yesterday, but today it was completely different. Divinity was hidden within it, as though it had come alive. It truly seemed to reenact Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind, and to bring Yin and Yang into being.

And the Six Paths Reincarnation went on endlessly; a single slash was a world.

Even though Prefecture Lord Chen had cultivated his Prajna Divine Fist to the point where its true intent concealed divinity, he still couldn't shatter Lin Huang's saber force.

After all, he was human, not a god. Even with great wisdom, he couldn't possibly exhaust all the changes in a world.

"Where did this fellow come from? When did Daqian Prefecture produce a genius like him? Forget everything else; just this one slash is enough to place him among the top hundred of the younger generation."

As Prefecture Lord Chen weighed things in his mind, he suddenly felt a desire to recruit such a talent.

His eyes flickered as he grasped Lin Huang's intentions. He simply stopped trying to force an attack and instead wielded the Prajna Divine Fist in an impenetrable flurry. Its countless variations were exhausted as he met each move with a counter. No matter how violently Lin Huang's saber force surged, it couldn't reach him.

Lin Huang swung his saber thirty times. At last, he grasped the mysteries of the Prajna Divine Fist. A thought stirred in his mind, and the long saber in his hand briefly stilled. He held it and stopped.

Prefecture Lord Chen waved a hand and gazed at Lin Huang with shining eyes. "You're a genius, a peerless genius. I admire you greatly. Become my disciple."

Then Prefecture Lord Chen added, "If you're willing to become my disciple, you'll be the only disciple under my command. With my influence, I can certainly help you advance further at the First Martial Arts Tournament and make your name known throughout the world."

"And you've broken into the Prefecture Lord Mansion twice. That's a serious crime. But if you become my disciple, all will be forgiven. Otherwise, hmph. A dead genius is no genius at all."

Prefecture Lord Chen tried both threats and inducements. He looked at Lin Huang, but the answer he got was a slash.

The slash was dazzling beyond compare.

With that single slash, he reenacted Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind, brought Yin and Yang into being, and set the Six Paths turning without end. Yet within it was something more: a hint of wisdom, as if a Divine Being presided over it and looked down upon all living creatures. In a single slash, a world was born and every change exhausted; it reached heaven and earth alike. There was only this slash—nowhere to flee, and no one could escape.

This slash was Six Paths Reincarnation, divinity hidden in the saber, flawless and beyond reproach.

Prefecture Lord Chen's expression changed completely. He couldn't believe it. In that slash, he clearly sensed the essence of his own Prajna Divine Fist: nimble, weighty, and imbued with an unknowable, perfect subtlety.

At that moment, the slash had reached perfection.

"This is a true genius, an unparalleled prodigy who can sweep aside everyone of his generation."

Prefecture Lord Chen roared inwardly, his delight growing even greater.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist. For the first time, Prefecture Lord Chen treated Lin Huang as an equal.

Prajna Vajra.

Prajna meant great wisdom.

Vajra meant indestructible.

This fist was Prefecture Lord Chen's Dao: with great wisdom and indestructible power, he would shatter the void and attain divinity.

Lin Huang's gaze shifted. He neither dodged nor evaded, but put his body to the test. The punch landed. Lin Huang grunted and vanished on the spot, leaving Prefecture Lord Chen staring in utter horror and disbelief.