The world of killing gods and the sharingan

The years rolled by leisurely, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.

Over these five years, Lin Xing had been diligently cultivating day and night, advancing in the cultivation methods of both worlds simultaneously and reaping substantial rewards.

When it came to actual combat capabilities, Lin Xing was confident that he could subdue eighty percent of the people on Dragon Head Peak with a single move.

What? Exaggerated? No, not at all.

When Lin Xing exerted his full - speed, the highly advanced magical arts simply had no time to be cast. And simple moves were utterly ineffective in the face of Lin Xing's terrifying speed and strength.

Even though this fellow only had the cultivation level of the second - layer of the Jade Purity Realm.

Reaching the second - layer of the Jade Purity Realm in five years of cultivation was considered above - average in terms of talent. However, compared to Lin Xing's cultivation speed on the first night, this was rather abnormal.

But Lin Xing believed that it was well worth it. Not only was it worth it, but it also achieved three goals with one action.

Firstly, what excited Lin Xing the most was the change in the Sharingan. During one cultivation session, Lin Xing tried to channel the spiritual energy along his meridians towards his eyes. Something unexpected happened.

The Sharingan was like a black hole, greedily absorbing this spiritual energy. With every bit it absorbed, his vision became clearer, and faintly, the Sharingan actually showed signs of evolution! In the other world, Lin Xing had trained arduously, but the Sharingan remained completely unresponsive. It was only due to the fear before his death that the Sharingan had evolved into a one - tomoe Sharingan. When he came to this world, Lin Xing had originally intended to give up. But this accident rekindled Lin Xing's hope!

As long as he could upgrade it to the Mangekyo Sharingan! As long as he had the Mangekyo Sharingan! Even if he couldn't claim to be invincible in the world, self - preservation would surely be possible! So, Lin Xing went crazy. He poured spiritual energy into his eyes recklessly, day and night, longing for the evolution of the Sharingan.

In one year, the Sharingan evolved from a one - tomoe to a two - tomoe.

In two years, the Sharingan evolved from a two - tomoe to a three - tomoe.

Abilities like replication and insight alone made Lin Xing extremely excited. Every night, when everything was quiet, Lin Xing would secretly train his Sharingan.

Eighty percent of the spiritual energy was used for the evolution of the Sharingan, resulting in Lin Xing's cultivation level remaining at only the second - layer of the Jade Purity Realm.

And with the Sharingan having evolved into a three - tomoe, its speed of absorbing spiritual energy was even more astonishing. Lin Xing had mastered the Taiji Xuanqing Dao to perfection, and he poured a vast amount of spiritual energy into it without restraint, yet the Sharingan still showed no sign of evolving into the Mangekyo Sharingan.

But Lin Xing was not in a hurry. How powerful was the Mangekyo Sharingan? How could it be so easily evolved? Moreover, the greater the difficulty of evolution, the more it demonstrated the terrifying power of the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Lin Xing was determined to be like an old ox, silently plowing the field and waiting for the harvest season.

The second fortunate thing was that over the years, Lin Xing had repeatedly honed the first and second layers of the Jade Purity Realm, making his foundation more solid than anyone else's. Lin Xing, who had read the original work, knew very well that the foundation determined one's future achievements. Zhang Xiaofan had mediocre talent, and in the end, his ability to catch up and surpass others was due to his dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism?

No. There are thousands of great paths, all leading to the same end. The cultivation of different magical arts could at most serve as a reference, slightly accelerating the cultivation speed. Ultimately, it was his foundation far beyond that of ordinary people that gave that dull junior disciple the potential to reach the pinnacle.

So, Lin Xing was not in a hurry and continued to cultivate as assiduously as ever. Even the peak - master, Cangsong Daoist, had once praised, "This child has a firm will and will surely achieve great things in the future." Such a comment set off a long - lasting cultivation frenzy on Dragon Head Peak.

The third thing, neither too big nor too small, precisely solved Lin Xing's problem. He I never wanted to draw too much attention,and after his cultivation speed decreased, Lin Xing was just a rather hard - working disciple with average talent, indistinguishable in the crowd. If possible, Lin Xing really wished to just live like this, practicing kung fu, upgrading his cultivation, and exploring the mysteries of immortality.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

"Damn you, Beast God! Damn you, Ghost King! If you won't let me live in peace, I won't let you have an easy time either."

Just like that, a one - sided hatred was born.

In the afternoon, it was rumored that a child named Lin Jingyu had come to Dragon Head Peak, and the peak - master had personally accepted him as a disciple, seemingly with the intention of personally guiding him. The disciples gathered together to discuss, with some sighing, some envying, and some being disappointed.

Upon learning this news, Lin Xing knew that he only had five years left.

Five years later, the Seven - Peak Martial Competition, the journey to Kongsang Mountain, and the great chaos in Qingyun. The turmoil in the world of Zhu Xian was not far off.

Lin Xing clenched his fists tightly and looked up at the sky. "These days, it's time to take action."

At night, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the flowing light rippled. For a rare occasion, Lin Xing did not cultivate but instead changed into a set of black night - clothes.

Looking at this rather incongruous "night - clothes", Lin Xing smiled bitterly. To gather these fabrics, Lin Xing had been furtive and had spent a great deal of thought.

Tonight was the time to put his plan into action!

"Transformation Jutsu!"

Changing his face, Lin Xing's figure flashed and disappeared into the vast night.

To be honest, Lin Xing's purpose tonight was not to do anything bad but to conduct an experiment.

An experiment that was crucial to his own life!

In the Naruto world, Lin Xing had thought he could defy fate. He had secretly run away from home, searched for the ninja scrolls in the clan, and tried to win Itachi's sympathy... There were so many such attempts. But in the face of the plot, he was extremely weak. Five years of planning had ultimately come to nothing.

Did the will of the world, or rather, the inertia of the plot, really exist?

Lin Xing wanted to know the answer.

The best test subject was none other than the protagonist, Zhang Xiaofan.

Without the Devouring Soul, would Zhang Xiaofan still be the same as before? In the Seven - Peak Martial Competition, could he still break into the top four? Would Bi Yao die? Would he turn to the demonic path?

Lin Xing would not give up until he found the answers.

Under the pitch - black night, Lin Xing was shuttling rapidly through the forest, at a terrifying speed.

The target: Big Bamboo Peak!