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

light.

The light that devoured everything.

Above the central arena, the black dot that had collapsed to its limit did not emit a deafening roar at the moment of detonation.

Da Yin Xisheng.

It was a vibration of laws that transcended the limits of hearing.

Followed by.

A chaotic, ripple-like mass of destruction spread outwards in all directions at a speed that seemed slow but actually transcended the concept of space.

Where the ripples passed.

The arena's supposedly indestructible meteorite ground didn't even crack; it turned directly into the finest dust.

The spatial barriers were peeled away layer by layer, revealing the deep, dark void of the universe behind them.

On the highest stand.

Sect Master Gu Yuan wore a long robe and had his hands behind his back.

His dignified face remained calm and composed, but a hint of unusual solemnity flashed deep in his eyes.

At this moment, his cultivation at the peak of the Realm Lord level was being used without reservation.

A semi-transparent barrier of laws expanded instantly, enveloping the entire plaza and hundreds of thousands of disciples watching the battle.

boom--!!!

The ripples of destruction finally crashed into the barrier of laws.

This barrier, strong enough to withstand the full force of a World Lord-level expert, creaked and groaned the moment it came into contact with the ripples.

The light on the surface of the barrier flickered intermittently.

It was flashing violently.

Gu Yuan's brows furrowed slightly.

He could sense that the aftershocks of the explosion contained a destructive law that even he found unsettling.

That was the chain reaction of the collapse caused by the three top-tier strange flames losing their balance, devouring and collapsing each other.

"It's incredibly powerful."

Gu Yuan calmly made an assessment in his heart.

The reason he felt somewhat strained was because this defensive barrier was too large, needing to protect hundreds of thousands of disciples with low cultivation levels present.

The power was extremely dispersed.

but.

Even with its dispersed power, this is still the defense of a peak World Lord level!

Gu Yuan stared at the ever-expanding destructive storm in the center of the arena.

His gaze grew increasingly profound.

"The power of this move has touched upon the fundamental logic of destruction in the universe."

"It's definitely enough to cause minor damage to an immortal-level powerhouse."

Minor damage.

It sounds insignificant.

But that is immortal!

It is a supreme existence that condenses immortal matter and is indestructible through countless eons!

Even a minor scratch belongs to the realm of the gods.

Gu Yuan was even thinking.

If it were me, I would use my physical body to withstand this attack.

Faced with this pure law of destruction.

There is a high chance of injury.

Even in the very center of the explosion, there is a risk of death!

"Lin Yan..."

Gu Yuan silently recited the name in his heart.

This Grand Elder's personal disciple was able to unleash such a terrifying trump card.

But the same applies.

Gu Yuan's gaze tried to pierce through the storm, searching for the figure of another person.

Su Yu.

Faced with an explosion powerful enough to threaten a world lord, how should that eighteen-year-old boy respond?

The edge of the ring.

The referee who was originally supposed to be responsible for determining the outcome was that inner sect deacon at the peak of the Black Hole level.

They had vanished without a trace.

He ran away long ago.

The moment Lin Yan severed the balance of the strange fire and that black dot appeared.

Based on his intuition honed through years of life-and-death struggles, the deacon sensed a deadly threat that could eliminate him.

Without uttering a word, he tore through space and hid in the corner at the very edge of the square.

What a joke.

Referees are human too.

This level of confrontation is simply beyond the reach of someone like him, who is at a black hole level.

Behind the barrier.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples stared blankly at the flickering light of the laws above their heads.

They couldn't feel the temperature of the explosion.

But that soul-piercing aura of destruction penetrated the barrier and clearly reached the depths of everyone's heart.

No one speaks.

All breathing stopped at that moment.

They couldn't imagine just how powerful that attack was outside that barrier.

Is this really an attack that a Star-level martial artist could unleash?

A corner of the preparation area.

Ninth Prince Chu Wudao stood still.

His usually composed face was now completely frozen.

Speechless.

He looked at the apocalyptic scene on the arena, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

Behind him.

In the shadows.

Two obscure auras were trembling violently.

Those were assassins sent by the Great Han Star Region.

Blood Blade, Shadow Kill.

Two black hole-level powerhouses possessing tens of millions of drops of primordial blood.

Their original mission was to assassinate Su Yu.

But now.

These two battle-hardened, ruthless assassins were completely dumbfounded.

They watched the aftershocks of the explosion, which even shook the barrier of the realm lord.

Then he recalled his cultivation level, which consisted of millions of drops of primordial blood.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart.

Monsters of this level are so powerful that even if they just stood there and let them attack, they wouldn't be able to break through their defenses!

Bloodblade and Shadow Killer exchanged a glance.

They both saw despair in each other's eyes.

The two of them knew.

The Great Han Starfield is doomed.

With the unconventional combat power that Su Yu has displayed.

The great Han Star Region's proud heritage is nothing but a joke in their eyes.

Explosion epicenter!

The destructive storm is still raging.

The remnants of the three different flames transformed into the purest high temperature and destructive power, tearing everything apart madly.

In the deepest part of this storm.

A pale, semi-transparent shield, like a flickering candle in the wind, struggled to hold on.

Inside the protective shield.

Lin Yan knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

His black robe was tattered, and his exposed skin was covered with deep, bone-revealing cracks.

The blood that had just seeped out was instantly evaporated by the surrounding high temperature.

His aura was extremely weak.

"Master..."

Lin Yan's voice was hoarse, revealing a hint of fatigue.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The illusory figure of the Ember Lord had dimmed considerably by now.

He was using all his remaining immortal-level soul power to protect Lin Yan.

"Don't speak."

Jin Zun's voice carried an unprecedented calmness and solemnity.

"Keep your mind focused."

At this moment, Jinzun's feelings were extremely complicated.

He looked around at the ever-spreading power of the explosions.

Even his immortal soul felt a strain when faced with this chain-like collapse of laws and pure destruction.

Its power is terrifying.

This has completely exceeded their initial estimates.

It feels like things have gone a bit too far!

The mutual devouring of the different flames created a mutated law that even the King of Ashes could not fully control.

"This power is so great that even with the defense of a World Lord, Su Yu absolutely couldn't withstand it!"

Jin Zun secretly plotted in his heart.

Although I am currently struggling, and even my soul power is being greatly depleted.

But as long as we can defeat Su Yu and win first place in the competition, it will all be worth it.

however.

It was less than fifty feet away from Lin Yan.

The very core of the storm.

Su Yu, dressed in a plain-colored robe, stood there quietly.

There is no protective shield.

There are no barriers of law.

Even the dark gold spear in his hand had fallen to his side.