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

now.

Deep within Lin Yan's mind, seemingly trapped in a desperate situation, as seen on the light screen.

He was having a conversation that only he could hear.

"teacher!"

Lin Yan called out urgently in his heart, his voice tinged with anxiety.

"The killing laws imprinted on this Asura race are too bizarre!"

"My Netherworld Blood Flame can't even burn through his blood-red defense!"

At the center of his soul's consciousness.

A simple, deep black ring floats quietly.

With Lin Yan's call.

A translucent, aged soul slowly floated out of the ring.

King Jin!

This is an unparalleled powerhouse who was betrayed by a traitor in ancient times, whose physical body was destroyed, leaving only a wisp of soul clinging to life.

"Little Yanzi, don't panic."

Jin Zun's voice carried a calmness that seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of life.

It even carried a hint of the arrogance of an ancient powerhouse.

"It's just a mere mid-stage black hole level Asura clan mark."

Jin Zun stood with his hands behind his back, and even though he was just a remnant soul, he exuded a chilling aura.

"In my prime."

"I wouldn't even give this kind of trash a second. I could wipe out his entire clan with a single breath."

Hearing these words, Lin Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

"Teacher, please don't mention your prime."

"My disciple is about to be beaten to death! Please, sir, think of a solution!"

Jin Zun smiled slightly.

A circle of extremely pure high-dimensional fluctuations rippled across the soul body.

"Relax your mind."

Jin Zun's tone became serious.

"I'll lend you thirty percent of my soul power!"

"Use the trick I taught you, and finish this quickly!"

"The laws governing this Tower of Babel suppress me rather strangely. I cannot remain exposed for too long, or I risk being discovered!"

A resolute glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes.

Without any hesitation.

"good!"

He completely let down his guard.

boom!

A terrifying soul pressure that didn't belong to the level of a star, or even a normal black hole.

Following the black ring, like a flood bursting its banks, it instantly filled Lin Yan's limbs and bones!

Outside the light curtain.

on the square.

Everyone watched Lin Yan nervously, thinking he was about to be defeated.

The Grand Elder had even already figured out how to comfort Lin Yan.

But in the next second.

A sudden change has occurred!

Within the light screen, Lin Yan, whose aura had already weakened somewhat, was kneeling in the void.

Suddenly, he slowly raised his head.

At that moment, his eyes turned an eerie pure white!

No pupils, no whites of the eyes.

Only two pure white flames danced silently in his eye sockets.

An ancient, weathered pressure, carrying an aura of endless destruction, suddenly erupted from his body!

"What is that?!"

The elder's eyes widened in disbelief.

It wasn't just him.

All the inner sect elders watching the battle in the square were stunned at this moment.

"This power..."

"It's not qi and blood! It's pure soul power!"

"This is enormous! How could a celestial being possibly possess such a vast amount of soul power?!"

The elders were filled with doubt and surprise.

Inside the light curtain.

He faced the rusty spear that had already pierced three inches in front of his brow.

Lin Yan, possessed by "Jin Zun", did not wield the heavy sword.

He simply raised his left hand with remarkable calm.

Finger.

A gentle flick.

"break."

A syllable that seemed to come from ancient times and was devoid of any emotion came out of his mouth.

hum-

A delicate fire lotus, only the size of a thumb, pure white in color.

It flew lightly from his fingertips, meeting the blood-red spear.

Taixu Guyan!

This was the original natal flame of the Ember Lord, which was many dimensions higher than Lin Yan's Netherworld Blood Flame!

The moment the fire lotus touched the spear.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was no deafening roar.

There is only one kind of chilling, absolutely silent annihilation!

laugh--

That spear was formed from the laws of slaughter.

The moment you touch the pure white fire lotus, it's like the snow melting instantly under the blazing sun!

Followed by.

The fire lotus followed the spear and landed lightly on the chest of the Asura clan member with the mark.

That ancient alien race that was approaching the mid-stage of the black hole level.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

His proud crimson defense, his incomparably powerful armor.

The pure white fire lotus scorched him, along with the space within a hundred feet around him.

It was burned into absolute nothingness!

Not even a trace of ash was left!

The second floor of the Tower of Babel.

Cleared!

Quiet.

The entire Tongtianfeng Square fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone remained tilted back, staring blankly at the empty void in the light screen.

A good ten seconds or so passed.

boom--!!!

A frenzied shout that seemed to threaten to overturn the entire Tongtian Peak suddenly erupted!

"Oh my god!!!"

"What kind of flame is that?!"

"One strike! Just one strike!"

"Instantly annihilated the ancient Asura race's mark, which was approaching the mid-stage of the black hole level?!"

"Senior Brother Lin Yan is invincible!!!"

The disciples were completely excited.

They couldn't understand the mystery of that attack at all; all they knew was that Lin Yan had won!

Moreover, the victory was decisive and ruthless, absolutely domineering!

midair.

The Grand Elder stood there, a deep sense of shock also flashing in his eyes.

To be honest, he himself didn't understand what his apprentice's move was all about.

Even he, a half-step domain lord level expert, felt a tremor in his heart at that pure white flame.

But this did not prevent him from enjoying the glory of the moment.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The elder said "good" three times, stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his face glowing.

"Yan'er has indeed not disappointed me!"

"With such trump cards and such combat power, he's undoubtedly the winner of the grand competition three months from now!"

The surrounding elders gasped in astonishment, their gazes towards the First Elder now filled with awe.

At this time.

Su Yu stood at the very edge of the square.

Looking at Lin Yan in the light screen, whose eyes had returned to normal, whose body swayed slightly, and who appeared extremely weak.

A strange smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"A sudden surge in soul power?"

"Even their aura and fighting style have changed completely."

"It seems that he used some extremely rare trump card and borrowed an external force to forcibly kill an enemy of a higher level."

Su Yu analyzed the situation in his mind.

Although he didn't know the exact source of the pure white flame and the immense soul power, it didn't prevent him from seeing the essence of the attack just now.

"Lin Yan's trump card is indeed strong enough. He is a strong contender for the top spot in the inner sect, and his reputation is well-deserved."

Su Yu gave a particularly fair assessment.

However, his attention quickly shifted from Lin Yan's trump card to the array information jumping around the light screen.

"Second floor of the Tower of Babel cleared, reward: 20,000 Star Stones."

A glint of light flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

"This money is indeed earned quickly."

Within the light screen, Lin Yan, who had just caught his breath, was not teleported out. Instead, he flashed and stepped into the third floor of the Tower of Babel.

Clearly, his challenge is not over yet.

Su Yu, who was about to step towards the entrance, slowly withdrew his foot.

There's no rush.

Since Lin Yan wanted to continue, he could use this top inner sect prodigy's hands to see just how strong the law imprint on the third level of the Tower of Babel could be.

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be fully prepared.

Su Yu composed himself, crossed his arms, and continued to calmly gaze at the light screen in mid-air.