Lin Buzheng's willpower and faith were extremely strong, far stronger than ordinary people's.
When he was in a desperate situation, he always used his powerful strength to help him escape.
But now, Lin Buzheng was numb after fighting for a day and a night. Moreover, he was affected by the Three-colored Divine Power, so he couldn't help but feel anxious and tired.
Lin Buzheng was at a loss.
What was he doing at this moment? Was it worth it to fight with a Divine Master for a day and a night?
His cultivation was only at the Third Lv of the Spirit Path, but he could fight evenly with a Divine Master who was half a step to the Dao Realm.
Such a result was enough for him to be proud of. He might as well leave and come back to kill the Divine Master when his cultivation advanced to the Dao Realm.
Or he might as well use the bald man's fist strength to kill the Divine Master and put an end to all this?
Or he might as well run away!
…
At this moment, Lin Buzheng's vision was blurry, and his mind was even more blurry. Countless voices appeared in his mind, asking his heart.
These voices were extremely noisy, as if countless people were murmuring in his ears.
Every word they said was completely different from Lin Buzheng's reaction. It was as if they were denying his choice, denying his Great Way, and denying everything about him.
This was Lin Buzheng's inner demon!
But slowly, Lin Buzheng recalled the excitement and joy he felt when he first came into contact with Martial Arts Cultivation Method when he was young.
He recalled the desperate fight in Yongning City, the fierce battle at the bottom of the lake, the arduous cultivation over the years, and everything he saw and heard when he traveled thousands of miles …
For a moment, Lin Buzheng's mind was filled with thoughts, and his Martial Arts Heart gradually calmed down.
Little by little, he got rid of the distracting thoughts, stood by himself, and saw his true nature. His state of mind changed from confusion and hesitation to determination, indifference, and even detachment.
All the noises in his ears were suppressed, and there was only one voice left.
That was the voice of his true self from the depths of Lin Buzheng's heart and soul!
The same thing happened to the Divine Master.
The Divine Master's parents died when he was young, and he was forced to live on the streets, competing with stray dogs for food.
An old man pitied him and brought him home. He bathed him, changed his clothes, and cooked delicious food for him. He treated him like his own grandson. The God Lord was very grateful for this. He secretly made up his mind that when he grew up, he would be filial to the old man.
Later, by chance, he came into contact with the Ten Thousand Gods Sect. At first, he was like a normal person, suspicious and on guard. However, later, driven by his desire for power, he finally joined the sect.
On the night before the induction ceremony, he had told the Sect Leader of that time, a kind-looking old woman, about his life in detail. He had even told her how the old woman had taken him in and how grateful he was to the old woman without holding anything back.
At that time, after listening to his story, the old woman had a kind smile on her face. She praised him for being grateful and for being different from the numb and mediocre mortals. He had more divinity in his body.
The next day, during the ceremony, the old woman ordered her subordinates to kidnap the old man and order him to kill the old man. In this way, the old man would be reborn in the Holy Kingdom to repay his kindness.
At that time, although he was unwilling, and the old man knelt in front of him, crying and begging for mercy, under the urging of the Sect Master, he finally pulled out the butcher's knife and killed the old man …
From then on, he firmly believed that anyone who was killed by him and the disciples of the All Gods Sect would be reborn in the Holy Kingdom and obtain eternal life with the God.
As a precedent, he would no longer feel burdened when he killed people or sacrificed people with Spirit Bodies.
After he became the Divine Master, he would follow the example of the Sect Master in the past and order the new disciples to kill their parents and relatives, so that they could be reborn in the Holy Kingdom.
The stronger his cultivation was, the more people he killed, and the more people he killed, the stronger his cultivation was!
Over the years, he had forgotten how many people he had killed. He only remembered the pleasure of killing and the feeling of desperation.
Over the years, every time he killed someone, he would use the excuse that the people he killed would be reborn in the Holy Kingdom to excuse himself.
But now, as he was fighting fiercely with Lin Buzheng, his divine power and physical strength were exhausted. At the critical moment of his will and belief, the thought that had been buried deep in his heart suddenly appeared like a ghost, asking his heart again and again.
Do you really think that all the people you killed are reborn in the Holy Kingdom?
Do you really think that all the people you killed are reborn in the Holy Kingdom?
Do you really think that all the people you killed are reborn in the Holy Kingdom?
…
At this moment, the Divine Master felt that something deep in his heart was breaking.
His determination turned into hesitation, regret, and despair. The aura he exuded became weaker and weaker.
"I understand now!
I finally understand what the missing part of the Four Symbols Overlord Fist is! "
Lin Buzheng's eyes were clear. As he asked his heart, he became ethereal, and his mind opened infinitely. He finally understood what he was missing when he couldn't perform the Four Symbols Overlord Fist.
He lacked absolute confidence in his own strength, and he lacked the indomitable will to move forward!
The Four Symbols Overlord Fist was an extremely fierce and domineering punch.
If he didn't have a domineering will, how could he control the power of the Four Symbols of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire for his own use and perform the destructive punch?
If one wanted to throw this punch, one must not have the determination to perish together with the opponent without looking back.
Instead, it was the confidence that once this punch was thrown, any powerful enemy or opponent would be annihilated by this punch!
Rumble!
As Lin Buzheng comprehended the most important part of the Four Symbols Overlord Fist, the power of the Four Symbols of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire in his body suddenly surged and revolved around his fist. They emitted a mysterious and profound fluctuation of the Great Dao before they merged into one.
At this moment, Lin Buzheng's right fist had a majestic aura. It was like the legendary hammer that could destroy the world.
With this punch, anything that was tangible or intangible would be completely destroyed!
Rumble!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Buzheng raised his right fist and punched at the Divine Master.
Suddenly, heaven and earth collapsed, the sun and moon dimmed, and thousands of Daos wailed.
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