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

Some might even think that Zhao Wuji was deliberately building up the image of an old monster, boosting the morale of others while diminishing his own.

After all, there's no evidence!

"call--"

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the feeling of suffocation.

He glanced at Elder Li, then at Lin Yan, who was still surrounded by admirers in the distance, and at the First Elder, who was stroking his beard and smiling in mid-air.

A strange sense of pleasure suddenly flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

A perverse sense of exhilaration, like "I am the only one who is sober while everyone else is drunk," quietly spread through his mind.

"OK."

"Just guess."

"Keep your imaginations running wild."

Zhao Wuji sneered inwardly.

He simply shut his mouth and remained silent.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's taciturn demeanor, Elder Li thought he had guessed correctly.

He patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder triumphantly.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"It's okay if you don't tell me."

Elder Li pointed to the huge light screen in mid-air, his tone filled with absolute certainty.

"Wait a moment, the Tower of Babel's array will automatically scan and display Su Yu's detailed information!"

"The Tower of Babel is a World Lord-level magical artifact left behind by our sect's founding patriarch!"

"Its bone age testing is absolutely authoritative!"

Elder Li snorted coldly.

"Let alone him, an ancient monster at the epoch level."

"Even a powerful being at the Domain Lord level, once inside this Tower of Babel, their bone age will absolutely not escape the array's detection!"

"What's the point of hiding it now?"

"Where will he put his old face when the data comes out later!"

Elder Li crossed his arms, looking confident of victory.

"I'd guess he's at least three million years old!"

"It could even be five million years old!"

"Old Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Wuji remained silent.

However, a strange emotion had already crept into his gaze as he looked at Elder Li.

At this time.

In the center of the square.

Lin Yan, who was sitting cross-legged, had completely adjusted his mindset.

He looked at the light screen, a faint smile curving his lips.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The voice of the King of Ashes rang out leisurely.

"Little Yanzi, watch carefully."

"These ancient monsters, who have lived for millions of years, may have exhausted their potential, but the combat experience they have accumulated over the long years is still worth observing."

With the air of a senior expert, Jin Zun commented on the upcoming challenge.

"However, don't take it too seriously."

"In such people, the blood and qi are no longer pure, and the physical reaction speed has long passed its peak."

"He should be able to withstand the early-stage black hole-level star behemoth on the first level, thanks to the foundation of five million source blood."

"But when we got to the second floor..."

Jinzun chuckled softly.

"Faced with the extreme killing laws of the ancient Asura race, this slow-witted old man is bound to suffer a great loss!"

"Maybe we won't even make it past the second level!"

Lin Yan nodded in deep agreement.

"The teacher is right."

Lin Yan replied in his heart, his tone regaining the arrogance of the number one prodigy of the inner sect.

"Martial arts ultimately belong to the young."

"No matter how profound his background is, it's nothing more than yesterday's news."

"He poses no threat to me whatsoever in the competition three months from now!"

Lin Yan completely let go of his burdens and prepared to examine and learn from this "old monster" to see how he would make a fool of himself.

midair.

The Grand Elder stood with his hands behind his back, his gray robe fluttering in the wind.

He looked down at his disciples, listening to their disparaging remarks about Su Yu, and felt extremely pleased.

"Just a coward who doesn't dare to break through."

The Grand Elder sneered inwardly.

"You dare to come to the Tower of Babel to make a scene and attract attention?"

"Once your true bone age is revealed, let's see how you'll ever hold your head up in the Primordial Divine Martial Sect again!"

Under the spotlight.

Everyone stared intently at the giant light screen in mid-air, with a sense of anticipation, as if watching a good show.

Om-! ! !

On the light screen, the image suddenly distorted violently.

In the starry ruins of the first level of the Tower of Babel.

Su Yu's tall and slender figure had been fully formed.

Followed by.

The Tower of Babel's Lord-level formation began to operate.

An invisible scanning wave instantly swept over Su Yu's entire body.

Edge of the light curtain.

Lines of dazzling golden characters, formed by the array, began to slowly emerge!

At that moment, everyone's breathing involuntarily slowed down.

Elder Li's eyes widened.

Lin Yan straightened his back slightly.

The elder stopped stroking his beard.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists tightly, his heart pounding wildly.

coming!

I am finally coming!

The first line of large golden characters was clearly displayed on the light screen.

[Name: Su Yu]

Everyone remained expressionless; there was nothing surprising about that.

Immediately afterwards, the second line of large characters appeared.

[Realm: Peak of the Constant Star level, without a condensed black hole.]

This was still expected.

Then, the third line of large characters, radiating dazzling golden light, suddenly leaped out!

[Source Blood Quantity: 5.04 million drops!!!]

hiss--

Although I had heard Zhao Wuji mention this number before.

But at this moment, when this array data, representing absolute authority, is truly displayed before everyone.

A chorus of gasps of astonishment still echoed throughout the square.

"That really is over five million drops!"

"Just how many epochs has this old monster been surviving on the celestial sphere?!"

"They can really hold their liquor! They're practically turtles!"

The disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Elder Li also swallowed hard, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

But he quickly came to his senses and gave a cold laugh.

"What good is having plenty of source blood!"

"My bone age is about to show!"

"Old Zhao, open your eyes wide and watch carefully, see if my guess is right!"

Elder Li pointed at the light screen and shouted loudly.

"Three million years old! There's no way it can escape!"

The moment Elder Li finished speaking.

Above the light screen.

The last line displays large gold text representing bone age.

Like thunder that has spanned countless ages, it carries an undeniable and irrefutable pressure befitting a world lord.

In everyone's eyes.

It exploded with a bang!!!

Bone age: 18 years old.

……

……

……

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The entire Tongtianfeng Square.

Tens of thousands of inner disciples.

Dozens of high-ranking inner sect elders and deacons.

Including the Grand Elder who was suspended in mid-air.

This includes Lin Yan, who is sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this moment.

Everything was put on pause.

The wind stopped.

The clouds have frozen.

Even the spiritual energy floating in the air seemed to be completely frozen by these three words.

Eighteen years old?

Eighteen years old.

Eighteen years old!!!

"Giggle..."

Elder Li's hand, which was pointing at the light screen, froze in mid-air.

A strange, leaky sound, like a broken bellows, came from his throat.

"Ten...ten..."

Elder Li opened his mouth wide, his chin almost hitting the back of his foot.