"Kid, I admit you're strong, but do you think you've got this old man beaten today?!" Yagami Fumo narrowed his eyes in fury. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, no one had ever looked down on him like this.
"Otherwise? I truly don't know where your confidence comes from." Jun Tianlin shook his head and spoke calmly, making no effort whatsoever to hide the disdain in his eyes.
"Then I'll show you this old man's true strength!" Yagami Fumo roared.
"I'm watching. How about I give you a chance today? Submit at my feet and acknowledge me as your master, and I'll spare your life. What do you say?" Jun Tianlin remained as calm as ever, but he had returned Yagami Fumo's opening words to him almost verbatim.
"What an arrogant brat." Yagami Fumo had calmed down by then and spoke coldly as he looked at Jun Tianlin.
"Roar! Eight Gods Under Heaven! Reincarnation of the Heavens!" With a furious roar from Yagami Fumo, gray mist completely enveloped his body, and the full power of his peak mid-stage Lesser Heavenly God cultivation burst forth.
Although Jun Tianlin still appeared calm and composed, the caution in his eyes was unmistakable. This man was too powerful—he was even somewhat stronger than the Vermilion Bird Family's patriarch. The moment this technique appeared, Jun Tianlin understood that Yagami Fumo was an absolute formidable foe.
The sky began to change color, nearly turning into a gray world.
Jun Tianlin could even sense the cycle of life and death, the process of a person going from birth to old age.
Why not give up resisting and start my life anew? It would be just as wonderful.
This thought suddenly surfaced in Jun Tianlin's mind.
"Not good! I fell for it. What a profound Reincarnation