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

Meanwhile, inside the Star Tower.

The light screen flickered.

Su Yu appeared on the second floor of the Tower of Babel.

In the chaotic meteorite belt, the ancient Asura race mark, exuding a strong bloody aura, instantly locked onto Su Yu.

The killing law, approaching the mid-stage of the black hole level, transformed into a blood-red lightning bolt that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The spear tore through the void, aiming straight for Su Yu's brow.

Faced with a terrifying blow that caused Lin Yan's tiger's mouth to split open, spitting blood and flying backward.

Su Yu remained calm.

He thrust forward the dark golden spear in his hand, formed from the essence of the Daoist spear.

laugh--

The dark golden spear light seemed to ignore the distance in space, appearing directly on the chest marked with the Asura race emblem.

That proud law of slaughter, in the face of the Dao Transformation Spear Intent, was like snow melting under the blazing sun, instantly vanishing!

puff!

The spear shattered into pieces.

The body marked with the Asura race was pierced by a single spear, and then exploded into countless points of light.

Second floor of the Tower of Babel cleared!

It took less than a breath!

The square was deathly silent.

Everyone was still reeling from that seemingly casual shot.

The light screen flickered again.

Su Yu has already stepped into the third floor.

A raging sea of ​​purple lightning engulfed the entire field of vision.

The ancient Thunder Clan, at the mid-stage of the Black Hole level, wielded the Thunder God's War Hammer, carrying the might of heaven that could destroy everything, and smashed down towards Su Yu!

Lin Yan used all his trump cards on this level, and almost lost his life in the process.

But within the light screen...

Su Yu still did not mobilize even a single drop of source blood.

Five million and forty thousand drops of flawless primordial blood lay quietly dormant within his body, like a deep pool.

He looked up and glanced at the sky filled with thunder.

He held the dark gold spear up with one hand.

then.

A single thrust!

Om-! ! !

The entire third-floor space groaned under the weight of that single shot.

A dark golden crack, tens of thousands of feet long, forcefully split the raging sea of ​​lightning in two!

Thor's hammer, shattered!

Thunder Clan Brand, destroyed!

Completely crushing everything in its path!

It was utterly devastating!

Still no use of Qi and blood.

It was still a one-hit kill.

This is the essence of the Daoist spear!

Absolute dominance, like a dimensional reduction attack!

on the square.

Countless inner disciples and elders stared dumbfounded at the tall and slender figure in the light screen.

My throat is dry.

I feel cold all over.

"Too...too powerful..."

An inner sect deacon swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Is this really the combat power an eighteen-year-old can possess?"

"The second layer, the third layer... all pierced through with a single shot!"

"Without even needing to mobilize his qi and blood, he crushed the mid-stage Black Hole level opponent solely through his martial will!"

"It feels...it feels like he and Senior Brother Lin Yan are on completely different levels!"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Several disciples around him nodded in agreement.

They are definitely not on the same level.

Lin Yan fought with all his might and used every trick in the book to barely manage a Pyrrhic victory.

Su Yu, on the other hand, did it as if he had casually crushed an ant, without even breaking a breath.

In the center of the crowd.

Lin Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, staring intently at the light screen.

He ignored the harsh comments around him.

He focused all his attention on the trajectory of Su Yu's shot.

In his mind, he kept simulating how he would react if he faced that shot.

once.

Ten times.

One hundred times.

Cold sweat streamed down Lin Yan's forehead.

The results of the deduction left him feeling extremely desperate.

Can't stop!

It's impossible to stop!

"The Dao-Transforming Spear Intent gave him an overwhelmingly powerful normal attack force."

Lin Yan gritted his teeth and analyzed the situation in his heart.

"Every casual strike he makes is equivalent to a long-prepared killing move!"

"That kind of dimensional suppression that forcibly strips away the Great Dao is something my Netherworld Blood Flame simply cannot burn through!"

Lin Yan's breathing became unusually heavy.

But he did not give up.

The resilience of an unparalleled genius was on full display at this moment.

"In conventional attacks, I am indeed inferior to him."

"but!"

A fierce glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes.

"My Three Calamities Annihilation Flame Ring is the nascent form of an ultimate technique!"

"In terms of absolute destructive power and instantaneous burst of power, it is definitely stronger than his casual strike of the Dao Transformation Spear Intent!"

"As long as you can buy me enough time to build up my strength."

"As long as the Flame Ring can be fully formed."

"One move! Just one move, and I can decide the outcome!"

Lin Yan understood perfectly.

Facing a monster of Su Yu's caliber, hoping to safely accumulate power during battle is simply a pipe dream.

Su Yu would never give him that chance.

He doesn't think he can defeat Su Yu in the competition three months from now, relying solely on his own strength.

The odds of winning are extremely slim!

Lin Yan took a deep breath and solemnly spoke in his mind.

"Master!"

"My disciple needs your help!"

Lin Yan's voice carried a resolute determination, as if he had nothing to lose.

"Su Yu's attacks were too fast and too fierce. My chances of winning on my own are too slim!"

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The black ring shimmered slightly.

The remnant soul of the King of Ashes floated out, his expression equally solemn.

He watched as Su Yu effortlessly annihilated the Thunder Clan on the light screen, and his heart was filled with shock.

This kid's mastery of the Dao-transforming spear technique is too advanced.

His effortless and nonchalant manner was nothing like that of a mere lad who had only trained for eighteen years!

Instead, it was like an old monster that had been accumulating for hundreds of millions of years and had gone through countless eras of battles, extremely calm and composed, without the slightest flaw!

Hearing his apprentice's plea for help.

Jin Zun looked at Lin Yan and slowly nodded.

"Little Yanzi".

"Your analysis is very accurate."

"His normal attacks are unsolvable, but the prototype of your ultimate technique is the real killer move."

Jin Zun's voice carried a reassuring calmness.

Don't worry!

"With our teacher here, what does it matter how strong he is in his normal state?"

Jin Zun revealed his greatest source of confidence.

"My current soul power is enough to unleash combat power comparable to a black hole. During the competition, I can secretly intervene at any time to help you interfere with him and buy you enough time to accumulate power!"

"In a truly critical moment, I can even briefly unleash the power of a Domain Lord!"

"He's a shoo-in for first place!"

Hearing the promise from the King of Ashes.

Lin Yan clenched his fists, and the gloom in his heart vanished.

"Thank you, Master!"

Just as Lin Yan regained his confidence.

In mid-air, the light curtain fluctuated violently once again.

The fourth level of the Tower of Babel is now open!

All eyes in the square were instantly drawn to it.

The environment on the fourth level is no longer ruins or a sea of ​​lightning.

Instead, it was an absolute void.

There are no stars, no meteorites, and even the light here is strangely distorted.

hum-

From the void, a strange creature, not large in size but only the size of an average person, slowly emerged.

Its entire body is a translucent grayish-black color.

It has no facial features, only a gaping maw filled with tiny, sharp teeth.

The space around its body seemed to transform into folded paper, constantly twisting, breaking, and rearranging.

"That's... the ancient Void Race?!"

In the square, a knowledgeable inner sect elder exclaimed in surprise.

"Late-stage Black Hole level!"

"And they are the Void Race, who have mastered the laws of spatial folding!"

Even the deacons who had always held Su Yu in awe couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Void Race!

That's one of the most troublesome races in the universe!

They are naturally attuned to the laws of space.

You can freely travel through the void, fold space, and even banish enemy attacks to another dimension!

midair.

The elder looked at the strange Void Clan member in the light screen, his shock subsided slightly, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

He stroked his beard, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"This fourth level is probably the turning point for this kid."

The Grand Elder cleared his throat, his powerful voice echoing across the square, carrying the objectivity and rigor unique to elders of the sect.

"The ancient Void race was born with a mastery of the laws of spatial folding."

"Their bodies can merge into the void at any time, making them immune to the vast majority of physical and energy attacks."

The elder pointed at the light screen, his tone revealing a deep fear of the laws of space.

"Su Yu's Dao-transforming spear intent is indeed domineering and unparalleled."

"But no matter how strong the intent of the spear is, it still has to hit the target! The Void Clan is best at using spatial folding to avoid being locked on, and even banishing attacks to another dimension."

"If Su Yu still insists, relying solely on the Dao Transformation Spear Intent..."

The elder shook his head and gave his fair assessment.

"He's likely to face a tough battle."

"These strange spatial laws cannot be easily broken by pure killing power alone. They must be supplemented with abundant blood and qi to forcibly suppress the surrounding spatial fluctuations."