High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

He stroked his chin, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Ten days... wasting time chasing these kids is such a waste."

He thought of the second volume of the God-Slaying Sword, "The Myriad Gods and Demons Suppressing Prison Diagram," and the "Middle Finger of Law Breaking" that had once made his holy soul tremble and felt as if he were facing an abyss.

"Instead of wasting this time, why not go and spar with that 'middle finger'? Maybe you can even advance your Sacred Soul to the next level."

He glanced at the fiercely contested battlefield outside, and then felt his own late-stage tenth-tier holy soul, which, when fully unleashed, was enough to annihilate any soul in the Weaving Realm, but was now perfectly restrained.

"Hiding away and then coming out to clean up the mess on the last day... that should be... alright, right?"

A slightly cheeky smile spread across his face.

Just do it.

Su Jie subtly adjusted his Sacred Soul power, and a faint wave, incorporating some characteristics of the Void Body of Destiny and the concealment technique of the Space-Time Dao Eye, enveloped him.

In an instant, his presence was reduced to its lowest point, as if he had completely merged into the environment of the ancient tree and the forest.

Let alone these geniuses of the Divine Treasure Realm, even if a powerful expert of the Weaving Law Realm deliberately investigates, it would be extremely difficult to find any clues.

With a swift movement, he vanished silently into the depths of the dense jungle, like a drop of water merging into the ocean. Near the center of the competition area, he found a naturally formed cave hidden in the mountainside by thick vines and a strange force field, and crawled inside.

Su Jie sat down cross-legged. "Alright, ten-day holiday, let's begin the special training."

As his thoughts sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, the terrifying scroll, seemingly composed of countless struggling gods and demons, suddenly unfolded. At the center of the second scroll, a gigantic, gray finger that seemed capable of piercing through all realms and crushing all laws emanated a pressure that could freeze the soul.

"Old friend, I'm back again." Su Jie's holy soul avatar licked his lips, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and charged towards the visualized image of the "law-breaking middle finger".

……

Outside, in the Glory World Arena.

Battle screens for one hundred sub-regions floated in the air, available for hundreds of millions of viewers to watch. In front of the screen for region seventy-three, a number of curious viewers had gathered, all eager to see how "Su Dali," who had bet 11 billion on himself and made outrageous statements, would perform.

However, the light spot representing Su Jie on the light screen stopped in a mountainous forest area after initially moving a short distance quickly, and then... remained still.

"Huh? Why isn't Su Dali moving?"

"Hidden?"

"Haha, they must have seen how fierce the other contestants were, so they got scared! They're hiding somewhere!"

"Hilarious! They were so arrogant before the competition, saying things like 'only 500 billion,' but once they entered the regional competition, they turned into cowards!"

"I told you long ago, these nouveau riche who made a little money through luck will be exposed and fail as soon as they enter the regional competition!"

"Useless! What a waste of my time following him!"

"Looks like that 11 billion is going down the drain!"

Laughter and jeers erupted from the spectator stands. Many beings from all races wore expressions of "I knew it!"

Master Conan, Ao Qing, and the others looked at the light screen with different expressions.

"Young friend Su, what is this...?" Master Conan asked anxiously.

"Perhaps he has other plans," Ao Qing teased. Su Jie had previously demonstrated his peak sixth-order Saint Soul in front of the three of them, so this competition was really just a game for him.

Time passed day by day.

On the first day, Su Jie's light spot did not move.

The next day, nothing was done.

The third day... the fourth day...

The battles in other preliminary rounds are in full swing, and the strong contenders have already begun to unleash their power:

Jin Xuan's fists subdued all directions, eliminating hundreds of prodigies; Xuan Yuan Yu's wooden sword lightly touched the ground, and no other prodigy could get close; Yue Liuli's Cold Moon Domain froze everything; Huang Qingyue's Phoenix Flame burned the heavens; Xuan Yao remained unmoved as a mountain, his counter-force dominating the world; Ao Huang's dragon might swept across the eight wastelands...

In each preliminary round, dazzling talents emerged, while a large number of participants were eliminated. The audience's enthusiasm was completely ignited, and they discussed who the true number one seed was.

And Su Dali? He has almost become a synonym for a negative joke.

"Who is Su Dali? He's been hiding for seven whole days!"

"Haha, trying to sneak into the top 100? Dream on! They'll definitely be caught in the end!"

"I bet he won't live past his last day!"

"His bet of over 10 billion on winning the championship was truly the biggest charity of the year!"

The battle never stopped in Division 73.

The remaining number of living beings has plummeted from ten thousand to less than two thousand.

Those who have survived to this day are all true elites, and they are more wary of each other, making the battles increasingly dangerous and unpredictable.

No living beings noticed, or rather, even if a prodigy occasionally explored that forest, they overlooked it because of Su Jie's perfect concealment.

Inside the cave on the mountainside.

Su Jie was completely unaware of the mockery and battles from the outside world—even if he knew, he wouldn't bother with it.

His entire being was immersed in the "sparring" with that "law-breaking middle finger".

The late-stage tenth-order Saint Soul, combined with the tempering method of the "Soul Book," guides the innate ancestral energy that has settled within the body to be constantly hammered, refined, and transformed under the extreme high pressure of the "breaking the law" meaning!

The pain is unimaginable, but the improvement is real.

Every day, his sacred soul grows stronger, more solid, and more resilient.

Nine days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the cave, Su Jie slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within his eyes, a fleeting purple light, as if representing the birth and death of the universe, seemed to flash and disappear before returning to profound tranquility.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, which lingered and left a faint trace in the void for a brief moment.

"Comfortable." He stretched his neck, feeling the increasingly vast and powerful Holy Soul Power in his sea of ​​consciousness, as brilliant and refined as a golden starry sea.

"In nine days, I refined a considerable amount of ancestral energy, and my Sacred Soul steadily improved from the early stage of the late tenth rank to the mid-late stage, approaching the high rank. But this is normal; after all, the later the stage, the harder it is to improve!"

Su Jie nodded in satisfaction. "Now, if I were to face that 'middle finger' again, I could fight it for at least three hundred rounds. Perhaps when I reach the peak of the tenth level of the Saint Soul, I could directly use that middle finger as my Saint Soul skill."

This "seclusion" has yielded remarkable results.

His divine soul spread outwards slightly, instantly grasping the general situation of the 73rd preliminary competition area and other sub-competition areas.

"Oh? There are still over a hundred spots left? That's too slow!"

He sensed that the area of ​​this sub-competition zone was still shrinking, and it was now less than ten miles in radius. Not far from where he was hiding, the last few fierce battles were taking place to determine the final survivors.

Meanwhile, more than fifty teams from other divisions have already finished their matches and confirmed their spots!

"Looks like it's my turn to step in."

Su Jie stood up, dusted off non-existent dust from his body, and revealed that familiar, slightly mischievous smile.

"Kind-hearted as I am, I really dislike fighting and killing."

"But... the vegetables that need to be harvested still need to be harvested."

He stepped out of the cave, and his concealment was lifted.

Almost the instant his presence appeared, a group of contestants who had just finished their battle and were catching their breath suddenly became alert, their sharp eyes all shooting towards him!