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

"The normal growth rate is only 20,000 times!"

"Even if I exhaust my entire life's energy to cultivate it to the Great Perfection, the increase would at most be thirty thousand times!"

"But what about him?"

The second elder suddenly raised his head and looked at the eighteen-year-old boy.

"One hundred thousand times?!"

"Eighteen years old?!"

"Perfect World?!"

The Second Elder felt that his Dao heart was undergoing an unprecedented shattering fracture.

He suddenly remembered the talent rating Su Yu had given him on that initial bone test.

Dingzhong!

"Ding Zhong..."

The Second Elder's lips twitched violently, and tears were almost falling from his eyes.

"If a monster who cultivates a Domain Lord-level technique to perfection at the age of eighteen and has a 100,000-fold amplification is considered to have only average talent, he is only considered to have average talent."

"Then what am I?"

The Second Elder silently questioned himself from the depths of his soul.

"I am a domain lord who has cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years and only achieved a 20,000-fold increase."

"What kind of thing is it?"

"What's the big deal?!"

"I'm not even worth an egg!!!"

It wasn't just the Second Elder who fell into extreme self-doubt.

Standing to the side, Chu Wudao was completely numb at this moment.

He slumped to the ground, staring blankly at Su Yu, who was displaying incredible power in mid-air.

"A Domain Lord-level cultivation technique... a 100,000-fold amplification..."

Chu Wudao muttered to himself, a smile that was even uglier than a grimace creeping onto his lips.

He recalled that three months ago, he had actually dared to attempt to challenge this monster with 150,000 drops of source blood.

"I was so stupid, really."

Chu Wudao smiled bitterly to himself.

"I actually thought he only won against me because of his Daoist spear intent and physical strength."

"After all this time, it turns out their cultivation technique is many levels higher than mine!"

"A 100,000-fold increase!"

"My pitiful resources are nothing but a fart in front of him!"

However, after a brief period of despair...

Chu Wudao suddenly took a deep breath, patted his chest, and showed a relieved expression, as if he had survived a disaster.

"fine……"

"Thank goodness he's my teammate now!"

"If I were to be his opponent, I probably wouldn't even know how I died!"

At this time.

The burly assassins hiding in the corner of the square were Shadow Killer and Blood Blade.

These two were top assassins on whom the Han imperial family placed great hopes.

They were so frightened that they huddled together, trembling with fear.

They looked at Su Yu, who seemed like a god in mid-air, their eyes filled with extreme fear and despair.

"A Domain Lord-level cultivation technique?"

Shadow Killer's teeth were chattering wildly, making a "clucking" sound.

"A 100,000-fold increase?!"

He turned his head and glanced at Blood Blade, whose face was also ashen.

Both of them saw the undisguised breakdown in each other's eyes.

They originally thought that Su Yu, having mastered the Dao Transformation Spear Intent, was already an invincible monster.

Who would have thought.

This is absolutely not Su Yu's limit!

Their cultivation technique is at the Domain Lord level! And it's an exaggerated multiplier of 100,000 times!

"Our Han Dynasty's most advanced black hole-level cultivation technique..."

Ying Sha swallowed hard, his voice barely audible.

"Even reaching the Great Perfection stage only amplifies the power by five thousand times!"

"Five thousand times, compared to one hundred thousand times?!"

"That's twenty times more than that!!!"

Shadow Killer felt like his world had collapsed.

They had originally planned to assassinate Su Yu after infiltrating the sect.

Now it seems...

Assassination?

Assassination my ass!

"If a real fight breaks out, do we have a chance of winning?"

Bloodblade looked at Shadow Killer in despair.

Shadow Killer let out a bitter laugh.

"What are the odds of winning?"

Stop dreaming!

"With our pitiful increase in power, we'd probably be treated like insects and crushed in his presence!"

"Let alone us, even if Imperial Uncle Liu Zhenhai himself took action, he'd probably be badly injured facing a monster amplified ten thousand times!"

At this moment, these two Black Hole-level assassins, each possessing tens of millions of source blood, completely abandoned any thought of resistance.

Their only thought now is to honestly serve as janitors and handymen in this sect.

Whatever you do, whatever you do, don't attract Su Yu's attention!

……

midair.

The wind howled, and the chaotic air currents surged wildly.

Under the chaotic pressure emanating from Su Yu, Zhao Wuji's enormous, pitch-black hand, which blotted out the sky, began to tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

but.

Zhao Wuji was, after all, an outer sect elder of the Taichu Divine Martial Sect!

He is a black hole-level peak powerhouse who has gone through countless life-and-death battles to reach where he is today!

Even in the face of this despairing dimensional suppression.

Even knowing that his proudest skills were utterly useless against his opponent.

A relentless, indomitable madness still burned in his eyes!

"So what if it's a Domain Lord-level cultivation technique!"

"So what if it increases tenfold!"

Zhao Wuji roared to the sky, his white hair flying wildly in the gale.

"I am at the peak of the black hole level!"

"I am an elder of the Divine Martial Sect!"

"You think I'm afraid?!"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, a trickle of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

He frantically squeezed out the last bit of potential from his source blood, pouring all his power into that pitch-black giant hand without reservation.

"Come!!!"

"This is the culmination of my ultimate killing move!"

Even if we're destined to lose today!

"Even if I lose, I'll lose standing up!!!"

Zhao Wuji's pride wouldn't allow him to bow his head under this pressure.

Moreover, a sliver of hope remained in his heart.

"This kid is only eighteen!"

"Even if his talent is monstrous, how could he possibly cultivate a Domain Lord-level technique to its Great Perfection, ten thousand times stronger?!"

"How is this possible!"

Zhao Wuji roared inwardly.

"This might just be some kind of bluffing tactic!"

"What if it's fake?!"

"What if he's just a paper tiger, all bark and no bite?!"

With this last glimmer of hope, and with a do-or-die determination.

Zhao Wuji pressed his hands down hard!

"Die, you old man!!!"

Rumble!

The pitch-black giant hand, carrying the destructive power of the collapsing black hole, crashed down on Su Yu like a tidal wave.

The void collapsed, and all things perished.

This attack has completely surpassed the limits of a black hole!

Faced with this attack, which was delivered with a death wish.

Su Yu stood in the center of the chaotic airflow, his eyes still calm, and slowly raised his right hand.

The dark golden spear, formed from the essence of the Daoist spear, unleashed a dazzling light that was impossible to look directly at, thanks to the enhancement of the Chaos Limitless Origin Blood Technique by 100,000 times!

The terrifying base number of five million drops of flawless source blood.

A 100,000-fold increase in the power of the ultimate cultivation technique.

In addition, it strips away the Dao-transforming spear intent that deprives the Great Dao of the Universe!

The combination of these three factors resulted in a qualitative leap!

Su Yu made no extra movements.

He simply gripped his spear, aiming at the massive, dark hand that was pressing down upon him.

Extremely simple.

He thrust his spear forward.

Clang—! !!! !!!

A dark golden spear light, indescribable in words, instantly pierced through the heavens and earth!