In the world of reincarnation, time had lost its meaning, Lin Ming simply walked through it, looked at it, and deeply imprinted everything in his mind.

  Every time Lin Ming faces a choice, he is faced with a completely different life.

  Lin Ming had seen himself soaring to great heights, and he had also seen his own downfall.

  He saw his different wives in the future, his different children.

  Stay in Tianyun Country, become the master of the Seventh Xuanwu Mansion, and form a husband-and-wife relationship with Qin Xingxuan who has already become one of the Seven Envoys. Their children and grandchildren will flourish and establish the first family of Tianyun Country...

  Stay in Southern Xinjiang, marry Nai and Nashui two sisters as wives, rebuild the Nai clan, become the king of Southern Xinjiang...

  Of course, there is also an endless gray life. The most miserable time was when Lin Ming did not get the magic cube and was persecuted by Zhu Yan. His tendons were all broken, and his parents passed away. He begged for a living for half his life...

  Looking back on his life, Lin Ming has always maintained a transient mindset, without lingering emotions.

  "What is called 'now' is so fragile, even if 'past' is wrong by a little bit, 'now' will be completely different..."

  "The past is 'cause' and the present is 'effect'. The cause and effect continue, and it's just one cycle after another."

  Lin Ming's epiphany grew more and more, his martial heart no longer simply firm and persistent as before, but increasingly complex, containing a myriad of things.

  Outside the Witch God's Tower, Naina had been waiting for five days and five nights...

  Actually from the second day on, Nai had already lost hope. Lin Ming was probably dead in the God Realm, otherwise he wouldn't have gone for so long.

  Before this, Nai had never thought that Lin Ming would die.

  A genius who was supposed to astonish the southern border has fallen like this...

  After the hope was extinguished, Nai couldn't say what kind of feeling it was, a mix of regret, pain, and some sadness.

  The sisters can only rely on themselves to move forward, and their parents' grudges also depend on themselves.

  Although Lin Ming was confirmed dead, Na Yi did not leave the Witch God's sacred land.

  Because from the witch's holy land to the nearest tribe, they have to go through the wilderness forest, with their sisters' strength, the probability of surviving and walking out is less than 70%.

  A seventy percent chance. Nai might still take the risk. However, what made her desperate was that after being trapped in the underground palace for two days and two nights, when she came out of the Witch God's sacred land, Nai found that the horse had died.

  The reins of the four dwarf horses were brutally torn apart. Large patches of blood were left on the ground, one horse was eaten more than half, and the other three were bitten to death.

  This directly shattered Nai's thoughts, without a horse, their chances of getting out alive were less than 20%.

  Nai naturally couldn't let her sister take such a big risk.

  Nai had originally thought of finding something useful from the pockets on the horse's back, but just then she suddenly saw two pairs of green eyes shining in the forest.

  Those are two mangy wolves!

  Rotten Wolves are Second-Class Fierce Beasts, equivalent to a warrior at the peak of the Easy Muscle Stage. They feed on rotting flesh, but they don't mind eating living creatures either.

  Luckily, the transmission array was still open, and Nai escaped back to the Witch God's sacred place before the corrupt wolf pounced, closing the transmission array inside.

  Nai and Natsu were trapped in the sacred place of the witch god.

  The house leaks just in time for the continuous rain at night, and at this time, the food is almost finished. This food was naturally brought by the monkey-faced man and the bald-headed strongman, but they didn't bring much either, because both food and water can be found in the Nanjiang forest, they have the ability to do so, and also know how to identify poison.

  Finding food had become a big problem, and two rotten wolves were guarding outside, Nai was no match for them.

  Mountain horse, one weighs seven or eight hundred catties, three horses have more than two thousand catties. Two wolves can eat fifty catties of meat in a day, which is enough for them to eat for forty days!

  These forty days, Nai really didn't know what to do anymore.

  If they were trapped in the witch's holy land, they would die of thirst and starvation.

  "Sister, what are we going to do..." Na Shui rubbed her belly and said softly, she was hungry.

  Martial artists in the Refining Body stage can survive longer without food or water compared to ordinary people, but that doesn't mean they won't feel the pangs of hunger. The two sisters only had enough food for three more days and were eating very little every day to conserve it.

  Looking at her pale-faced sister, Nai's heart moved, and she turned to look towards the Witch God Tower, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

  Her only hope now is to venture into the Witch God Tower!

  At this time, of course, she couldn't care less that she wasn't the best age to venture into the Witch God's Tower. The key issue was that even if she did venture into the tower, her strength would at most increase by one boundary, reaching the Easy Tendon stage.

  What are the chances of dealing with two Easy-to-Defeat Wolves at their peak in the Easy-to-Defeat Period?

  Even if we drive away these two wolves, without a horse, how much hope is there to take my sister through the desolate wilderness of 600-700 miles?

  Nai fell into unprecedented difficulties and life-and-death crises.

  The moonlight was like blood, a young man holding a dark red dagger sat on a large tree, gently wiping the fresh blood on the dagger. The cold moonlight poured down, like mercury, coating the dagger with a faint killing intent.

  At that moment, the young man suddenly lifted his head, his two eyes staring at the empty space in front of him, with a hint of solemnity and vigilance. "Who?"

  The young man said coldly.

  This young man, Lin Ming, became an assassin, Lin Ming, the number one assassin in Tianyun Country, and everyone who heard his name trembled with fear!

  Lin Ming was slightly startled as he stood in mid-air, this being the first time he had been detected by someone.

  "Was it the assassin's intuition that detected me? Whether or not it was, at least it proved that I wasn't completely separate from this illusory world, but had already partially merged with it, which is why he discovered me..."

  "Illusion and reality have always been in opposition, yet they are interdependent. Without illusion, there is no reality; without reality, illusion loses its meaning. The true is false, the false is true... This is already the 99th world..."

  Lin Ming did not speak and did not make any movement, he remained standing still.

  The young killer furrowed his brow and ultimately decided it was just an illusion after all...

  Lin Ming turned his back and stepped into thin air, leaving behind the 99th world.

  Post-90s. Anything else?

  Lin Ming drew out the Heavy Profound Soft Silver Spear from the Mustard Seed Ring, nine feet nine inches, the ultimate spear.

  Why is it nine feet nine inches and can't be a little longer?

  In a daze, Lin Ming arrived in a bright white world. In this world, there was nothing, only countless light spots gradually condensed into a clear youth, standing opposite to Lin Ming from afar.

  The young man's attire, appearance, age and temperament were all exactly the same as Lin Ming's, a complete replica of Lin Ming at this moment.

  "Is this the hundredth world? A desolate world, with only my true self here. The me in the previous ninety-nine worlds. Each one was different from the current me, but the me in this hundredth world is indeed the current me."

  "Who are you?" the young man asked in surprise.

  "You are who I am."

  The young man frowned and said: "I am Lin Ming, but there is only one Lin Ming."

  "Yes. Only one." Lin Ming nodded.

  "Are you fake?"

  "No, I'm not fake."

  "Am I fake then?"

  "You're not fake either."

  "Then who is the real Lin Ming?" The young man asked in confusion.

  Lin Ming fell silent, and after a long while, he muttered to himself: "Behind the fake, there may not be only the truth..."

  I see...

  After nine nines, it is return one.

  Nine feet nine inches of heavy mysterious soft silver spear, one inch longer, is ten feet.

  Ninety-nine worlds later, is the hundredth world. That is my true heart's world.

  When the nine numbers are exhausted, they naturally turn back into one. Nine nines return to one, this is a cycle, a reincarnation.

  But this "one" is different from the "one" at the beginning.

  Reincarnation is not a simple return, but rather nirvana and rebirth.

  Suddenly enlightened to this point. Lin Ming sighed: "I am different from you, because I have experienced ninety-nine cycles of reincarnation..."

  As soon as the words fell, the young man in front of Lin Ming suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, dispersing.

  The light and shadow danced in the air for a while before finally flying into Lin Ming's body, merging with him, and disappearing without a trace.

  "Bang!"

  The white world was completely shattered.

  Lin Ming's body was like a huge vortex, all the fragments of the world, all the scenes of reincarnation, were inverted and rolled into Lin Ming's original heart world.

  A multitude of memories surged into Lin Ming's spiritual sea like a tidal wave.

  A complicated and complex experience, a split personality, if one's heart is not firm, they will directly become lost in themselves due to the influx of these memories, lightly resulting in schizophrenia, severely becoming an idiot.

  However, Lin Ming had experienced the Rubik's Cube space and twice swallowed soul fragments, so he already had experience in resisting such situations. He just didn't understand why such a sudden change occurred, and why the world of hundreds of reincarnations would suddenly shatter and surge into his heart.

  He has already seen through the cycle of reincarnation for a hundred generations, and this test should have ended.

  Why is it so?

  Memories are getting more and more, increasingly complex, even Lin Ming is approaching his limit.

  A stormy whirlpool rose on the spiritual sea, and if Lin Ming's soul force wasn't extremely powerful, just this whirlpool would be enough to shatter his spiritual sea.

  The storm vortex grew more and more violent, Lin Ming gritted his teeth, pouring all of his soul force into the vortex, trying to suppress it.

  "Hoo! Hoo!" The surging soul power was like a dragon rising from the spiritual sea, rushing straight towards the black storm vortex on the sea.

  "Boom!"

  Lin Ming felt as if his skull was about to explode, and his body shook violently before he fell to the ground on his knees, powerless.

  The storm in the sea of spirit has finally subsided, but it has not disappeared. The black whirlpool is still swirling above the sea of spirit, like a black hole that tears through space, leading to a mysterious world.

  "Could it be..." Lin Ming wiped away the sweat on his forehead, using his spiritual power to observe the black vortex, his heart surging with emotions.

  Closing his eyes, countless chaotic scenes flashed through Lin Ming's mind, as if they were infinite fragments of life.

  Has the cycle of reincarnation for a hundred generations... already merged into my innate world?

  He suddenly opened his eyes, and Lin Ming's pupils had turned into a pair of black whirlpools, as if through them was an endless universe.

  "Martial intent...... This is a new martial intent!"

  "After witnessing a hundred cycles of reincarnation, I have suddenly comprehended a new kind of martial intent!"