After returning to Dao Zong's residence, Lin Changqiang first lay on the bed to relax for a while, then stretched and yawned. After a few breaths, when he had recovered the energy consumed by the jump, he stood up happily and went straight to the Heavenly Palace.

Unexpectedly, Ying Huanhuan and Ling Qingzhu were still together, and their relationship was even closer than during the previous banquet. When they approached and asked, they found out that they were discussing the Supreme Power.

Seeing this, Lin Changqiang, who was worried about how to get along with the two of them at the same time, suddenly brightened up and he immediately joined the discussion with great interest.

The three of them have different levels of control over the Supreme Power, with Lin Changqiang being the best, Ying Huanhuan being the second, and Ling Qingzhu being the last. However, due to their different ways of learning and practicing, they can fully verify each other.

In terms of exploring the Supreme Power, Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan were obviously more experienced. After all, one of them had been comprehending and exploring since childhood, and the other was taught by the Talisman Ancestor to learn and practice. Only Lin Changqiang had directly established a connection with the Plane Embryo with the help of the Star Ancestor Talisman, and the subsequent improvement process was also directly sending intimate roses...

After half a month, all three of them benefited a lot. Ying Huanhuan and Ling Qingzhu mainly improved their control over the total amount, while Lin Changqiang mainly improved on the utilization rate. Of course, his understanding of reincarnation also steadily increased. When the discussion was finally over, Ying Huanhuan and Ling Qingzhu were still reluctant to leave, but he suddenly closed his eyes and sat quietly. The already exaggerated Yuan power in his body rose again, like a tide that only rises and never falls, vast and boundless.

Strange changes were born in the Yuan power, and Xuan Miao's feeling was rippling in his heart. This was the meaning of reincarnation, which could make many strong people sink into it, but Lin Changqiang's mind was always clear, without any ambiguity. He just comprehended it silently and was at ease.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another month has passed. During this month, the sky above Dao Zong was once again covered by thick "clouds", as if the sky was about to collapse, but this time the "clouds" were not spiritual power, but condensed by endless Yuan Energy.

Everyone in the sect was naturally filled with emotion. When a sweet and melodious sound like a bell sounded, everyone looked up in surprise, and saw that the clouds covering thousands of miles began to gradually roll, and strange beams of light spread all over the earth. Anyone illuminated by the light had a slightly dazed look on their face, and the energy in their bodies quietly increased, as if they had suddenly realized something.

This is the light of reincarnation, bringing blessings to thousands of miles.

“When the master of the ancestral talisman takes this step, he is considered to be among the top powerful people in the world.”

At the top of Daofeng Mountain, Zhou Tong looked up at the sky and nodded in an air of superiority. Ying Xuanzi, who was happily standing beside him, heard it and glanced at him.

"You sound so old-fashioned. If you don't know me, you might think you are a senior who has already entered the realm of reincarnation."

Hearing this, Zhou Tong turned around and smiled: "How dare you, a mere Wheel of Reincarnation, talk about reincarnation? Why don't you call me senior and let me hear it~"

"Eh, I can't hit it~"

Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed and he actually used the Space Ancestral Talisman to avoid Ying Xuanzi's grasp, which made Elder Qianqing on the right laugh. However, Ying Xuanzi was not annoyed, but just looked at Zhou Tong meaningfully and smiled.

"If I let Huanhuan and Changqiang take action, do you think they will side with you or me?"

“???” Zhou Tong widened his eyes, and coughed twice. With a mischievous smile, he moved forward and massaged Ying Xuanzi’s shoulders.

"Master, how about the strength?" Boom!
Before Ying Xuanzi could respond, the thick clouds in the sky were suddenly torn apart, and an incomparably terrifying torrent of Yuan Force instantly fell like a river from the sky, and poured down like a rushing waterfall. Before anyone could get hurt, Lin Changqiang rose from the ground and rushed towards the torrent. Seeing this, all the disciples exclaimed in surprise, and Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but clench her hands tightly.

"This is a necessary process for impacting the Samsara Realm. Others cannot help, otherwise it will only do harm and no good."

Ying Huanhuan's voice was extremely calm, but there was a faint ice-blue mist on the surface of her body.

Under the gazes of countless people, Lin Changqiang did not make any big movements. He just hovered above Dao Zong, and the terrifying torrent of energy swirled and gathered rapidly, like a dragon sucking water, connecting to the vast sea of ​​clouds above and pouring back into the body below.

Energy infusion of this magnitude is enough to stretch the muscles of most peak-level wheel masters to the point of bulging, and almost bursting after a long time, but it is easy for Lin Changqiang.

If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools. The countless times of hammering have once again produced results.

As time went by, he was no longer satisfied, and he simply swung himself into the sea of ​​clouds and began to devour it. Then the people on the ground were amazed to see that a hole was instantly "eaten" out in the boundless sea of ​​clouds, and the energy from the periphery quickly filled it, but just as it was about to get closer, it followed suit and was swallowed up completely. The hole with Lin Changqiang as the center began to gallop in the clouds, absorbing energy as it traveled, like a huge eraser constantly wiping away the clouds.

What was originally considered a challenge was now like an enlightenment given by an elder to a younger one, without any risk. When the entire sea of ​​clouds was completely drained, warm sunlight finally poured down, and the terrifying pressure that enveloped Dao Zong finally slowly dissipated, leaving only Lin Changqiang's figure standing in the void. Immediately, surging light spread out from his body, forming a magnificent light column that went straight into the sky, and a huge round disc formed at the top of the light column.

The center of the CD is white, the color is like snow, the shape is like fog, every point of light is moving irregularly, and the outer circle is even brighter and more dazzling white, slowly flowing around the interior.

This is the symbol of the samsara realm, the samsara disk.

[Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the Samsara Realm, and receiving 12 lucky draws and 6 intimate roses]

The system's voice sounded in my mind, and another 12 draws were collected.

Lin Changqiang opened his eyes and felt the surging energy in his body. He felt that the vast energy seemed inexhaustible. If he were to face the severely damaged Demon Nine Kings Palace again, he would probably be able to defeat it even without using the treasure comb.

After feeling slightly pleased and proud for a moment, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset and returned to the ground. Other places in the sect were in an uproar, with almost all members discussing excitedly.

"Junior brother, yes."

After returning to the Heavenly Palace, Lin Changqiang was not surprised to see Zhou Tong and the other two coming. He walked up to them and greeted them happily. Elder Qianqing also smiled with satisfaction. Only Ying Xuanzi felt quite sad. After all, he had been practicing for so many years and was still stuck at the peak of the Wheel-turning Realm, while Lin Changqiang had only practiced for a dozen years but easily advanced to the Reincarnation Realm...

(End of this chapter)