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

"I didn't expect that this broken pillar could even ignore my 'Void Shadow Technique'?"

"They just ripped off my entire five-million-dollar fortune?"

Su Yu touched his chin.

The immortal-level concealment technique actually failed.

It seems that the core formation of the Primordial Divine Martial Sect is definitely a genuine World Lord level formation! The dimensional suppression is too strong.

"But it doesn't matter."

Su Yu remained calm.

Since we've already joined the sect, showing some strength might help us get more high-level resources.

Su Yu remained calm.

But the people around them had completely gone mad!

Holy crap!!!

A piercing, almost shrill scream shattered the deathly silence of the square.

Chu Wudao's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He stared intently at the data in mid-air, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

It felt like I had been struck by lightning ten thousand times in a row.

My Dao heart has been shattered to pieces!

Five million?!

"Damn it!!!"

Chu Wudao roared madly in his heart, his face contorted to the extreme.

He was mentally prepared for the 100% purity of the original blood.

but!

Can anyone tell me why this kid's primordial blood quantity is five million drops?!

"Three months ago!"

"During the Rising Star Competition, didn't you only have 45,000 drops?!"

Chu Wudao felt that his worldview had completely collapsed.

Three months!

From 45,000 drops to 5 million drops?!

It increased more than a hundredfold?!

"He's still eighteen?!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Chu Wudao clutched his hair with both hands, lost in extreme self-doubt.

He was over nine thousand years old and had 150,000 drops of blood, and was hailed as an unparalleled divine son.

He's only eighteen, and he's already got five million!

The difference between them is no longer a difference between people; it's a difference between carbon-based life forms and the rules of the universe!

On the other side...

The burly assassin, Shadow Killer, hiding in a corner and acting like a coward.

He was completely bewildered at that moment.

His old face, hidden under the mask, turned deathly pale in an instant.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall.

"R-really?"

Shadow Killer swallowed hard, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Five million source blood!

Is this some kind of eternal star level?!

This base number is already more terrifying than most newly broken black hole-level black holes!

Shadow Killer turned his head and glanced at Blood Blade, who had lost most of his cultivation and had less than three million source blood left.

The two looked at each other and saw the extreme fear and determination in each other's eyes.

"This is a huge problem!"

Shadow Killer frantically plotted in his mind.

"The intelligence report clearly states that this kid's cultivation technique is extremely high-level, with a normal amplification rate of nearly ten thousand times!"

"And he's even mastered a realm-level spear intent!"

"It even possesses extremely powerful innate divine abilities!"

Shadow Killer clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm.

"Although I have ten million drops of primordial blood."

"But what if this kid really does have a base of five million drops!"

"The difference in their fundamental bloodlines is only twofold!"

"A mere two-fold difference in base numbers, combined with his monstrous cultivation technique and Domain Spear Intent..."

Shadow Killer gasped.

"This kid might actually put up a fight against me!"

In fact, if Su Yu were to fight desperately, the one who dies could very well be himself!

"They must be killed!"

An unprecedentedly fierce killing intent erupted from Ying Sha's eyes.

"While he hasn't fully realized his potential!"

"Before he gets his hands on the Divine Martial Sect's core resources!"

"We must kill him as soon as possible!"

Otherwise, once this kid has settled down in the sect for a while, he can turn those five million units of source blood into a black hole.

What a load of crap!

Let's all just slit our throats and wait to die!

at this time.

Deacon Yunhe stands on the stone platform.

His entire body had been completely transformed into a stiff sculpture.

This sect leader, who had lived for countless years, was completely blank in his mind.

The composure of a high-ranking steward.

What kind of haughty demeanor is that?

At that moment, they were all eaten by dogs!

"One hundred...one hundred percent?!"

Deacon Yunhe's voice trembled like a broken bellows being pulled in the cold wind.

He stared intently at the blinding white light.

I feel like my understanding is being brutally trampled on.

"100% purity?"

"Absolutely no impurities whatsoever?!"

"How is this possible?!"

Deacon Yunhe roared hysterically in his heart.

Even those innate beings born directly from the primordial sea of ​​the universe in ancient times could not be this pure!

Not to mention.

This kid is only eighteen!

Eighteen years old! Five million drops!!!

Deacon Yunhe felt as if his face was being slapped repeatedly, swelling up like a pig's head.

He had just been vehemently despising Su Yu in his heart, convinced that Su Yu was a good-for-nothing who had only managed to become powerful through taking drugs.

They believed he had mixed bloodlines and unlimited potential.

And the result?!

They are not useless at all.

They possess a body of 100% purity and supreme perfection!

"Chu Wudao is nine thousand years old, and with a purity of ninety-five percent, he is already considered a genius among ten thousand."

"Even the sect's number one true disciple, a peerless prodigy appearing only once every hundred thousand years, only has a purity of ninety-eight percent!"

"And this Su Yu..."

Deacon Yunhe looked at Su Yu's calm face.

It's like looking at a living ancient god.

"hundred percent!"

"This is truly a perfect body!"

"As long as he doesn't perish along the way, the Primordial Origin Cave will be a piece of cake for him!"

"In fact, becoming a realm lord in the future is a foregone conclusion!"

Monsters of this caliber shouldn't even be appearing in the outer gate!

They shouldn't even exist in this era!

boom!

Deacon Yunhe suddenly realized what was happening.

He shuddered, instantly snapping out of his extreme shock.

They're trying to take him away!

We must get them!

If news of such a peerless prodigy who defies the laws of the universe were to leak out, the reclusive elders and even the sect leader of the sect would definitely fight tooth and nail to win this disciple!

Deacon Yunhe did not hesitate at all.

With a sudden wave of his wide sleeves, an invisible barrier of domain lord-level laws instantly enveloped the entire outer gate plaza.

All traces of the breath were forcibly isolated!

Followed by.

He frantically pulled out a communication jade slip emitting purple lightning from his pocket.

This is his absolute backer, the exclusive token of the Second Elder of the Primordial Divine Martial Sect!

Click!

Deacon Yunhe crushed the jade slip in one swift motion.

The voice was extremely urgent, even bordering on madness.

"Second Elder!!!"

"Quick! Get to the outer gate square!!!"

"Stop your seclusion! Something terrible has happened!!!"

"A truly exceptional monster has emerged from the outer sect!!!"

"Eighteen years old! Five million source blood!!!"

"Come here right now and take him away! Immediately! Right now! He'll be your disciple!"

"If we'd been a second later, this disciple would have been snatched away by the Grand Elder and his group!!!"