Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Within the hazy, dimly lit passageway, light and shadow receded rapidly.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness.

Su Yu and Chu Wudao landed steadily on the solid ground.

The sight before them made both of them involuntarily hold their breath.

There was no dilapidated, desolate, or lifeless ruin as I had imagined.

What was presented to them.

It is an ancient sect so vast that its end is nowhere in sight!

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, a series of floating fairy islands are scattered in a pleasing manner.

Beneath your feet are white jade steps that exude a rich aura of the starry sky, stretching upwards and reaching into the clouds.

At the end of the steps stood a towering archway made of meteorite iron, thousands of feet tall.

Five large characters were engraved on it in a vigorous and elegant style—

Primordial Divine Martial Sect!

Just looking at these five words.

Su Yu then felt a terrifying martial will that transcended the Great Dao of the Universe rushing towards him.

"This is hardly a ruin."

Chu Wudao swallowed hard, his voice unusually dry.

"This is clearly a top-tier, completely intact force!"

Not only is the environment intact.

What horrified the two even more was that there was someone inside this sect!

And there were quite a few people!

On the white jade steps, between the immortal islands, one can see martial artists dressed in various ancient costumes walking and talking everywhere.

You can even hear the sounds of martial arts sparring coming from afar.

Su Yu frowned slightly, a strong sense of surprise and doubt rising in his heart.

Something's not right.

"How could a long-forgotten ancient power still have so many living beings? If these are all ancient monsters that have lived for countless years, then going in rashly would be tantamount to suicide."

To ascertain the truth, Su Yu narrowed his eyes, which instantly turned pure black.

Void Gaze, activated!

From the perspective of the microscopic laws, Su Yu saw through the true nature of these "people".

It has no flesh and blood.

There is no true soul.

These are all projections woven from pure laws and array patterns!

"What a terrifying method."

Su Yu was secretly amazed.

"Using a large array as its core, a certain period of time during the sect's heyday was forcibly solidified."

"Let these projections continue to operate forever, according to the established rules and memories."

Just as Su Yu was observing.

A projection of a middle-aged man with a slender face, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, descended the white jade steps at a leisurely pace.

He stopped in front of Su Yu and Chu Wudao.

His gaze swept over the two of them, as if they were real living beings, with a hint of scrutiny.

"Both of them are under 10,000 years old."

The middle-aged man in the green robe nodded slightly, his voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Have you come to join my Primordial Divine Martial Sect?"

Hearing the question.

Without a second thought, Chu Wudao nodded vigorously.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"We have long admired the Divine Martial Sect and come to pay our respects!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in the green robe smiled faintly.

"good."

"I am Yunhe, the outer sect guide."

"Since you have come to pay homage to the sect, please follow me and participate in the entrance examination."

After saying that, Deacon Yunhe turned around and walked up the stairs.

Chu Wudao tugged at Su Yu's sleeve, lowered his voice, and quickly explained via telepathy.

"Su Yu, don't just stand there, hurry up and catch up!"

"According to the ancient records of the Great Chu royal family, the Primordial Divine Martial Sect was a world lord-level martial arts sect in ancient times."

"It should have disappeared completely in the long river of history long ago."

"But for some reason, it was preserved by this supreme formation."

Chu Wudao's eyes gleamed with an exceptionally fiery light.

"The key point is!"

"Although this sect is a projection, all the resources, cultivation techniques, and even insights into the laws within it are real and effective!"

"What we want is the 'primordial origin' that can condense a singularity black hole."

"Actually, it's a reward used by the Divine Martial Sect to purify the foundations of their inner disciples!"

Chu Wudao took a deep breath.

"In other words, if we want to receive the baptism of the primordial origin, we must follow the rules here."

"First, take the entrance exam and join the sect."

"You have to climb up the ranks step by step to become an inner disciple!"

After listening to Chu Wudao's explanation, Su Yu nodded thoughtfully.

His gaze swept over the unfathomable projections around him.

I did a simple analysis.

"The Primordial Origin is likely just the tip of the iceberg of this sect's true strength."

Su Yu secretly made his own plans.

"Since all the resources here are real."

"Above the inner sect are core disciples, true disciples, and even the sect leader's successor!"

"The immense opportunity hidden here is beyond imagination!"

Su Yu's lips curled up slightly.

"Let's go then."

"Go take the assessment!"

The two started walking, preparing to catch up with Steward Yunhe.

however.

Right now!

Om-! ! !

The spatial passage behind the two suddenly erupted with an unusually violent distortion.

Followed by.

Two burly figures, their bodies wreathed in pitch-black laws, like two bloodthirsty cosmic beasts, tore through the light barrier of the passage and brazenly stormed into the mountain gate of the Primordial Divine Martial Sect!

Rumble!

There was no attempt to conceal it.

Two terrifying pressures, each at the level of tens of millions of drops of primordial blood, instantly enveloped the entire white jade staircase, like two collapsing ancient divine mountains!

A peak-level black hole-level powerhouse!

In the Great Han Starfield, the assassins Blood Blade and Shadow Kill!

As soon as they landed, their eyes scanned their surroundings like radar.

moment.

They locked onto Su Yu, who was standing in front of the steps.

"Found it!"

Bloodblade's face, hidden beneath the mask, suddenly revealed a ferocious, maniacal laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ants."

"die!!!"

No nonsense.

With a single step, Blood Blade unleashed a deafening roar from within his body, accompanied by countless drops of primal blood.

He raised his right hand, and in his palm, a miniature black hole radiating absolute devouring power suddenly took shape.

With a destructive force, it slammed down hard towards Su Yu's head!

fast!

quasi!

ruthless!

This is the most powerful and deadly strike that comes closest to the level of a Domain Lord!

Chu Wudao, standing to the side, even stopped breathing under the impact of this oppressive force.

The foundation of 150,000 drops of source blood is like a small boat in a storm compared to the foundation of tens of millions of drops of source blood.

Completely powerless to resist!

"A black hole-level powerhouse?!"

The residual power from that single strike was enough to make Chu Wudao's bones crack and pop, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.

Su Yu faced this terrifying blow head-on.

His eyes instantly turned cold.

Black hole level?

Su Yu snorted coldly.

The five million drops of flawless source blood within his body began to circulate rapidly.

however.

Just as Su Yu was about to make his move...

A sudden change has occurred!

Yunhe, the guide who was walking not far ahead, suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned around.

That once gentle face was now completely expressionless.

There is only one kind of absolute indifference: viewing all things as straw dogs.

"presumptuous."

Deacon Yunhe parted his thin lips slightly and uttered two words.

There was no earth-shattering burst of energy or blood.

There were no dazzling and colorful laws or phenomena.

He simply raised his hand and gently pressed down on the blood-red blade in mid-air, which looked like a demon god descending to earth.

hum.