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

"What's going on?"

"How did a black hole-sized object get in here?"

"They've even brought out their tokens; are they here to become apprentices at the Desolate Martial God Temple?"

"That's not how you court death!"

Those domain lords and black hole-level enemy sect elders looked at Su Yu as if he were an idiot.

At this point, they would use the token to identify the entrance.

This is like an old man eating poison; he's tired of living.

In the deep pit of the ruins.

Gu Tianfeng, who was critically injured and on the verge of death, also heard Su Yu's voice.

He struggled to open his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the dust and landed on the dark gold token in Su Yu's palm.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

An expression of utter disbelief appeared on Gu Tianfeng's pale face, which was deathly white from blood loss.

Supreme Guest Minister Order!

That was the highest-level token of the Desolate Martial God Temple.

Seeing the order is like seeing the patriarch!

This token has been lost for countless eras.

How did it end up in the hands of a black hole-level teenager?

Gu Tianfeng's breathing became rapid.

Normally, if someone carrying the Supreme Guest Token were to arrive, he would absolutely lead the entire sect to welcome them with the highest level of ceremony.

But now.

The temple is on the verge of destruction.

Surrounded by formidable enemies.

Gu Tianfeng looked at Su Yu's thin figure and sensed the faint aura emanating from him, which was only at the black hole level.

A surge of instinctive anxiety and reluctance welled up within me.

Even when this sect leader, at the peak of the realm lord level, was at his wit's end...

The composure and kindness in his bones have not been erased.

He didn't want to see a young man, who possessed a temple token and might have a deep connection with the temple, die in vain.

"Young friend!"

Gu Tianfeng coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

He held on to his last breath, his voice hoarse as he roared.

"Run!"

"This is the Desolate Martial God Temple, but a great calamity is about to befall the temple today!"

"No matter where you got this token."

"Don't get involved!"

"Run as far away as you can!"

Gu Tianfeng's eyes revealed an almost pleading urgency.

"Get out of here!"

"Preserve your life, don't throw it away in vain!"

Hearing Gu Tianfeng's roar.

In the sky.

Wolf Annihilation and Netherfire both let out a cold laugh.

"run?"

The ghostly blue flames around Netherfire flickered slightly, its eyes filled with disdain.

"Since you're here, you might as well stay. Send someone to strangle him."

An ant at the level of a black hole.

They weren't even qualified to take action themselves.

Even glancing at it feels like a waste of time.

The two realm lords disdained to take action themselves and merely issued orders casually.

But this became an opportunity for those below to claim credit.

Front of the enemy faction.

Chu He, dressed in white, stepped forward.

This is the chief holy son who has just betrayed the temple.

A powerful expert at the realm of Domain Lord.

His eyes gleamed with unusual excitement.

He was unable to participate in the core battle at the realm lord level just now.

I could only watch from the sidelines.

This made him feel very frustrated, and he was also worried about not having a chance to show off in front of his two new masters.

just now.

The opportunity is here.

A black hole-level creature that doesn't know its own mortality.

Holding the token of the Desolate Martial God Temple, they ran out at this critical juncture.

This is simply a gift from God!

Although it's only at the black hole level.

But in front of Wolf Extinction and Netherfire, he casually crushed them to death.

Not only can it showcase one's clean and efficient methods of killing.

This would further demonstrate his loyalty in completely breaking with the Desolate Martial God Temple.

and.

He himself was at the pinnacle of the Domain Lord realm.

The other party is just a black hole.

Isn't this just an easy target?

Chuhe stepped forward.

He bowed slightly to the Wolf Annihilation and Netherfire in the sky, his tone obsequious.

"Sect Master, Valley Master."

"These ignorant and arrogant ants are not worth your trouble, gentlemen."

"I'll clean it up for you."

Wolf Extinction nodded slightly, without saying a word.

That's tacit approval.

It received approval.

Chuhe straightened up.

He turned his head and looked down at Su Yu.

The fawning on his face vanished instantly, replaced by contempt and coldness.

"Kid."

Chu He looked down at Su Yu, his voice icy.

"If you have to blame someone, blame your bad luck."

"When you're reincarnated in your next life, remember to consider the context."

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!

Chu He made his move.

He held nothing back and unleashed the full pressure of a Domain Lord at the pinnacle of his realm.

He wouldn't even bother using weapons to deal with a black hole-level being.

He raised his right hand.

Hundreds of millions of drops of primordial blood circulated wildly within the body.

In mid-air, a giant blood-red hand, hundreds of feet in size, materialized.

The giant hand was wreathed in violent laws at the level of a domain lord.

With the force of Mount Tai crashing down, it slammed down on Su Yu's head!

He wanted to eliminate this black hole-level youth, along with that guest elder token, in one move.

Crush it directly into minced meat!

on the square.

A sudden gust of wind arose.

The shadow of the blood-red giant hand completely enveloped Su Yu.

Su Yu stood still.

There was no attempt to dodge.

They did not retreat.

He slightly raised his head.

His deep eyes stared at the giant hand that was hurtling down.

His gaze was calm.

The moment Chuhe stepped out.

Su Yu immediately sensed the killing intent emanating from the other party.

It's pure and direct.

Since the other party wants to kill me.

Then let's fight our way back.

Su Yu raised his right arm.

Slowly clench your five fingers into a fist.

The instant he clenched his fist.

in vivo.

Among the acupoints and cavities throughout the body.

All eighty-one Limitless Origin Caves trembled slightly.

That immense gravitational internal circulation is so powerful that even the fundamental logic of the universe trembles.

At that moment, it paused for a fraction of a second.

The terrifying quality of 810 billion drops of flawless source blood.

Following the meridians.

Like a bursting dam, the galaxy poured into his right fist in an instant.

There are no fancy rules or lighting effects.

There was no earth-shattering burst of energy.

Even the surrounding space remained completely undisturbed.

Su Yu just stood there.

Facing the massive, blood-red hand, hundreds of feet in size, above their heads.

Ordinary and uneventful.

A punch, thrown upwards.

Thump—! ! ! ! !

A dull, muffled sound exploded in the air above the square.

The fist and the blood-red giant hand collided in mid-air.

There was no stalemate.

There wasn't even the slightest pause.

That giant hand of blood and qi contained all the laws of the Domain Lord's Ultimate Realm.

The instant it touched Su Yu's fist.

It was like colliding with a supermassive star that was collapsing.

boom!

The giant hand collapsed instantly.

It was crushed into microscopic particles invisible to the naked eye by that unreasonable and terrifying gravity.

But this is just the beginning.

The ultimate physical mass contained in Su Yu's punch.

Along the medium of air.

It directly transcended the spatial distance and locked onto Chu He in mid-air.

The contempt on Chu He's face hadn't even had time to turn into fear.

His proud domain as a domain lord.

His powerful physique, honed over three thousand years.

The collapse was caused by Su Yu's punch from a distance.

puff.

A very faint muffled thud.

Chuhe as a whole.

Along with his bones, meridians, hundreds of millions of drops of primordial blood, and his soul.

Directly, explode.

It transformed into a perfectly even cloud of blood mist, emitting a faint, bloody smell.

Not even a single piece of meat larger than a fingernail was left.

Sold out instantly.

At a purely physical level, absolute erasure.

Blood mist drifted down from mid-air.

The drops fell onto the white marble steps of the square.

It makes an extremely faint ticking sound.

The audience.

Dead silence.

A deathly silence.