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

The atmosphere inside the hall had reached its peak.

The deacons and elders standing inside the temple gates wore faint, mocking smiles.

A mere junior at the Supreme Realm, relying on a token, dares to force two Eight-Round Immortals to commit eternal suicide? He must be out of his mind.

Su Jie seemed completely oblivious to the doubt and disdain in those gazes. He said softly, "Come out."

A dark golden halo silently unfolded around him, and a tall, slender figure stepped out from the halo, landing on the cold ground of the Hall of Punishments.

Cang Lanyu wore a dark blue battle armor, her long hair was tied back, and her face was as cold and stern as frost.

The moment she appeared, the atmosphere of the entire Hall of Punishments seemed to be suddenly suppressed by something.

The aura of eight eternal wheels flowed around her, carrying a sharpness that could only be calmed by having experienced a true life-or-death struggle.

Her gaze swept past the crowd and landed directly on Fa Wuji.

Fa Wuji's pupils contracted slightly. It was actually Cang Lanyu, the Lord of the Canglan Universe, the target to whom he had instructed Yun Mengsheng to send the Void Beast cub.

According to his plan, this woman should have died in that beast tide, but he never expected her to appear in front of him in this way.

Su Jie ignored Fa Wuji's reaction, raised his hand and clenched it in the void, the Great Luo Primordial Sword Embryo hovering above his palm.

The dark gold sword blade was covered with intricate chaotic patterns, and the three thousand Great Dao imprints on the hilt were faintly visible, each flash bringing with it a faint ripple of the Great Dao.

As soon as that aura appeared, the air in the entire Hall of Punishments seemed to be suddenly compressed by something.

Some people instinctively took a half step back, some had their pupils constrict violently, and some even stopped breathing for a moment.

The pressure emanating from that sword had exceeded the limits of what they considered to be a top-grade cosmic treasure.

Most of them had seen the supreme cosmic treasures, and several of the temple masters of the Myriad Laws Holy Temple had also refined them, but the aura of those treasures had never made them feel "extremely dangerous".

The mere existence of this sword was enough to make all the eight eternal souls present instinctively tense up.

"This... what grade of cosmic treasure is this?" An elder standing inside the hall couldn't help but whisper, "A top-grade cosmic treasure could never have such a strong sense of oppression..."

Another deacon beside him, also speaking in a low voice, asked, "Could it be... a supreme treasure of the universe?"

These words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake. The gazes of the high-ranking members of the Temple of Ten Thousand Laws, who had been secretly shaking their heads and exchanging glances, changed completely in that instant.

Everyone stared intently at the sword, like starving beasts that had caught the scent of blood.

"Impossible, right?" someone retorted in a low voice, but even he himself wasn't quite sure about the tone of his rebuttal.

"There are fewer than ten supreme treasures in the entire Chaos Sea. How could a junior at the Supreme Realm possibly possess one?"

"What if it was bestowed upon him by the Primordial Lord?"

"A gift? That's a supreme treasure of the universe! Even the Primordial Lord himself only had one, how could he possibly bestow it upon a Dao Child who has only been crowned a few years ago?"

"If it wasn't a gift, then he found it himself... How could a supreme being be worthy of a treasure of this caliber?"

When that last sentence was uttered, the atmosphere in the hall underwent a subtle change.

Those gazes, initially filled with shock and doubt, gradually transformed into boundless greed.

The wages of avarice is death.

The value of a single supreme cosmic treasure is enough to drive countless eight-wheeled eternities mad.

Even though they knew that Su Jie was the Dao Child of the Primordial Temple, and that the Lord of the Primordial Era might be standing behind that sword.

But when that sword was hovering above the palm of a young man at the Supreme Realm, the greed that surged from the depths of his soul still overwhelmed his reason.

Fa Wuji's lips curved slightly, a hint of coldness in his smile, as if to say, "You've revealed something you shouldn't have."

Su Jie was not afraid of them trying to steal it. Right now, his path of increasing his basic combat power through killing was stuck at a bottleneck, and he was worried about not being able to find enough eight-round eternities to fill this hole.

The room in front of me contains the high-ranking members of the Myriad Laws Holy Temple, including the temple master, elders, and deacons, totaling at least several dozen Eight-Round Eternal beings.

If these people really can't resist attacking him, then it's good to kill them all and use them as tonics.

Besides, he came here today specifically to cause trouble.

Fa Wuji is the obvious target, Cangwu is secondary, but if he can take down all eight eternal wheels in one go, his basic combat strength will at least jump a notch.

So when those greedy gazes surged toward him like a tide, he not only did not restrain himself, but instead released another layer of the aura of the Great Luo Primordial Sword Embryo.

Then he casually tossed the sword toward Canglan Yu.

"Take it."

Cang Lanyu reached out and took the sword. The moment the hilt fell into her palm, she immediately sensed the sword's level.

The aura of a top-grade cosmic treasure was profound and heavy, far surpassing the level of the two curved swords in her hands.

She didn't ask any more questions, but simply gripped the sword hilt tightly, her gaze returning to Fa Wuji, as if she had finally waited for this day.

Those greedy gazes grew even hotter the moment the sword fell into Canglan Yu's hand.

Some people had already begun to subtly gather their energy, while others shifted their positions, as if trying to gain a better angle when they made their move.

Su Jie still didn't look at those people. He turned his head to look at Cang Lanyu, his tone casual:

"Today I originally wanted to seek justice for the Canglan Universe. Since the Temple of Ten Thousand Laws is not being reasonable at all."

"Then we'll do it my way. Since you won't commit suicide, Canglan Yu, you send them on their way."

The moment the words fell, Fa Wuji moved.

A fierce glint flashed in his sinister eyes, and he abruptly retreated.

As he retreated, he raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in the air. A deep purple longsword flew out from his sleeve, its tip pointing directly at Su Jie.

His attack was incredibly fast; the full force of the Eight Eternal Strike, imbued with the pressure of hundreds of billions of eternal forces, lunged straight at Su Jie's face like a deep purple venomous snake.

Su Jie, however, stood with his hands behind his back, watching the dying Fa Wuji with great interest.

Fa Wuji, however, did not believe that Su Jie had any real skills. He just thought that this Supreme Realm kid was crazy and decided to take him down first.

But Canglan Yu was faster than him.

With a slight twist of her wrist, the blade of the Great Luo Primordial Sword Embryo traced a dark golden arc in the void.

The arc of light precisely severed the purple sword light that Fa Wuji had thrust out, as easily as cutting a thread with scissors.

Although she did not refine the Great Luo Primordial Sword Embryo, its power could only be unleashed at the most basic level in her hands.

But even that one-tenth of the attack was enough to cause Fa Wuji's proud strike to vanish silently midway.

Because the Great Luo Sword Embryo's attacks deal true damage.