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

"What is it?"

Although Lin Yan is exceptionally talented, he is still only a Hengxing-level individual.

He had come into contact with the Daoist path and had heard of Nirvana.

But the word "gui wu" was completely beyond his comprehension.

He had no idea what kind of martial will this represented!

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

Jinzun let out a long sigh.

He knew that today's blow was too great for Lin Yan.

If things aren't explained clearly, Lin Yan's Dao heart might be left with a permanent shadow.

"Let me explain it to you."

Jin Zun's voice was calm, as if he were telling a distant myth.

"Your Three Calamities Annihilation Ring."

"Its power is equivalent to the early stage of the Annihilation Spear Intent."

"This is the realm of deprivation and obliteration."

"And just now."

Jinzun paused.

"When I severed the balance of the different flames, it triggered the collapse of the chain of laws."

"The power of that explosion has touched the edge of cause and effect."

"At most, it's equivalent to the early stage of the Causal Spear Intent."

"Cause and effect is to sever the existence of things at their source. It is a taboo that only those at the peak of the Realm Lord level, or even those at the half-step Immortal level, can touch."

Lin Yan's breath hitched slightly as he listened.

Pre-causal stage?

He risked his life, and even his master almost perished, before barely reaching the early stage of karma?

"Then... what about Gui Wu?"

Lin Yan's voice trembled slightly.

"Beyond the intent of cause and effect in spear technique lies the intent of returning to nothingness in spear technique!"

Jin Zun's tone was filled with a deep sense of fear and reverence.

"That is the supreme realm."

"It is the ultimate power that brings all laws, all concepts, and all causes and effects to zero."

Jin Zun looked at Lin Yan and said, word by word.

"Lin Yan, do you understand?"

"That's a force we can't contend with."

"That's a power that even true immortals would avoid!!"

boom!

These words struck Lin Yan's heart like a heavy hammer.

Even immortal powerhouses must give way!

Lin Yan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared blankly at Su Yu in front of him.

The words of the King of Ashes kept echoing in his mind.

A power that even the immortals must retreat from!

Lin Yan fell silent.

His resolute face was filled with resentment and fighting spirit.

At this moment, it receded like the tide.

Instead, there is a sense of relief after seeing through the gap.

"That kid!"

Lin Yan let out a weak, bitter laugh in his heart.

"Isn't this kid's fighting power a bit too freakish?"

Eighteen years old.

He had no intention of using a gun.

Even the immortals must retreat.

How can we fight like this?

war?

What will we use to fight?

Even if I am currently at full strength, even if my master is at his peak.

Faced with this supreme will that can reduce everything to zero.

Rushing in would only be suicide.

Lin Yan took a deep breath.

He felt the depleted meridians within his body, and the deep pit around him where faint fluctuations of the laws still lingered.

He is a proud man.

He is a chosen one who rose from humble beginnings and achieved a remarkable comeback.

He never admits defeat easily.

but.

He's not stubborn.

When faced with an insurmountable mountain, or a god from a completely different dimension.

True composure lies in openly acknowledging one's shortcomings.

Lin Yan slowly closed his eyes.

He slowly exhaled the last breath from his chest.

Then.

He opened his eyes.

There was no longer any confusion in those deep eyes.

There was only openness and clarity.

Lin Yan endured the excruciating pain that felt like his body was being torn apart.

He did not rely on any external forces.

He relied solely on his unwavering will to sustain his severely injured body.

Slowly, he stood up from the ground.

His legs were trembling slightly, but his back was exceptionally straight.

Lin Yan looked at the young man in a plain robe, with a deep and reserved expression, about fifty feet away.

He did not draw his sword.

There was no further mobilization of any qi or blood.

Lin Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute.

He bowed slightly to Su Yu.

This movement was performed slowly, but with exceptional determination.

There was no resentment whatsoever.

There was no humiliation whatsoever.

Only pure respect for the stronger.

"I lost!"

Lin Yan's voice was hoarse and weak.

However, enveloped in true energy, it clearly spread throughout the entire deathly silent central square.

He lost with complete composure.

They lost convincingly.

These three words were uttered.

The entire projection world of the Primordial Divine Martial Sect seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

On the highest stand.

Gu Yuan's tense body slowly relaxed.

He looked at the black-robed youth bowing in surrender in the deep pit, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Able to bend and stretch, with a steadfast and unwavering moral resolve."

"This Lin Yan is also a rare talent."

But then, Gu Yuan's gaze fell on Su Yu again.

The boy remained standing there quietly.

He calmly put away the dark gold spear.

Profound.

Introverted.

It was as if he had just wiped away a world-ending storm, and what allowed him to win first place in the inner sect competition was nothing more than a trivial matter.

"A monster..."

Gu Yuan let out a long sigh in his heart.

A corner of the preparation area.

The Ninth Prince, Chu Wudao, watched this scene and let out a long sigh of relief.

He watched Su Yu's retreating figure.

Involuntarily, the words Su Yu had said to him on the path that morning came back to his mind.

"Once I get out, I will unify the three major domains."

At the time, Chu Wudao thought it was all a fantasy.

But now.

Chu Wudao gave a bitter smile.

"Unify the three major domains?"

"Based on the lack of gun intent he's currently displaying."

"Let alone the three major domains..."

"Even conquering the entire edge of the universe wouldn't be too difficult, would it?"

The edge of the ring.

That black hole-level referee, trembling in the corner.

I finally came to my senses.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and scrambled to the edge of the pit.

He looked down at Su Yu, who was completely unharmed.

His voice became unusually high-pitched due to extreme excitement and awe.

"The Inner Sect Grand Competition, Finals!"

"Lin Yan admits defeat!"

The referee took a deep breath and, with all his might, roared out the name that was destined to be recorded in the annals of the Primordial Divine Martial Sect.

"The winner—"

"Primordial Peak, Su Yu!!!"

boom--!!!

With the referee's announcement.

The central square, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly erupted into a thunderous cheer.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples, though they could not understand the exchange just now.

But they understood the outcome.

That eighteen-year-old star-level boy.

That peerless prodigy who, three months ago, was found to have five million flawless source blood.

That supreme being who gave lectures to the Supreme Elder.

Nowadays.

With an invincible attitude that crushes everything.

They won first place in the inner sect competition!

The cheers were deafening.

Amidst this deafening roar.

Su Yu, dressed in a plain robe, remained calm and composed.

He raised his head.

His gaze pierced through the illusory sky of the projected world.

They looked out into the unknown depths of the universe.

We won first place in the competition.

Next.

It's about taking the Primordial Divine Martial Sect, hidden at the end of time.

The real opportunity has arrived.