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

Desolate Martial Temple.

In front of the main hall at the summit.

Having just received the order, Mo Yuan turned around and prepared to tear through space to leave.

"Mo Yuan, wait a moment."

A calm voice came from behind.

Mo Yuan paused.

He immediately turned around and bowed his head respectfully.

"Is there anything else you need, senior?"

Su Yu stood on the steps of the main hall.

The white robe fluttered gently in the breeze.

He looked at Mo Yuan, his deep eyes revealing a sense of rationality.

"Keep an eye out for me."

"Does the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce have any books or special methods for eliminating 'Great Dao Pollution'?"

Pollution of the main road?

Mo Yuan was taken aback.

What he had prepared for Su Yu were top-tier resources for purifying the physical body and the demonic energy in the sea of ​​consciousness.

For example, Bodhi Pure Heart Lotus and Taiyi Soul-Purifying Water.

These things should be quite effective against ordinary abyssal demonic energy.

but.

Pollution of the main road?

Mo Yuan frowned slightly, keenly sensing the weight behind those four words.

Su Yu looked at him and explained calmly.

"After some testing."

"I discovered that the demonic energy at the bottom of the abyss is not energy erosion in the conventional sense."

"It did not infect my physical body."

"It didn't invade my soul either."

A subtle, cold glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

"That was the resentment of an ancient god when it fell."

"What it pollutes is the very essence of the Great Dao of Space that I have just come to understand."

"As long as I use the Great Dao of Space, this resentment will follow the underlying logic of the Great Dao and directly affect my cause and effect."

"so."

"It must be related to the Great Way."

"It must be separated from the level of the Great Way."

After listening to Su Yu's explanation.

Mo Yuan gasped.

Although he was only at the Immortal Realm, he had not truly mastered the Great Dao.

But having lived through countless eras, his knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary people.

The main road is polluted!

This is an extremely rare and incurable disease in the history of the Origin God Realm!

The Way is the foundation of a martial artist.

If one's path is impure, at best one's cultivation will stagnate, and at worst one will suffer a qi deviation and become a puppet of the Great Dao.

No wonder your aura was momentarily disordered after you killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

It turns out the path was polluted!

"I understand."

Mo Yuan's expression became extremely solemn.

He was fully aware of the seriousness of the matter.

"Don't worry, senior."

"I will personally report this matter to the Vice President of the General Association."

"The Star Sea Chamber of Commerce has been passed down through countless eras, and its treasure trove contains countless rare ancient relics."

"Even if it means searching through the entire library of the guild hall, I will find a way for you, senior, to rid yourself of the pollution of the Great Dao!"

Su Yu nodded slightly.

"Go."

Swish.

The purple spatial rift closed.

Mo Yuan's figure disappeared from the spot.

Desolate Martial Temple.

The most secluded and secret retreat room in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

The heavy, broken dragon stone slowly fell.

Completely isolate yourself from all external influences.

Inside the secluded room.

Su Yu sat cross-legged.

All around was a spirit-gathering array of the realm master level, personally set up by Gu Tianfeng.

But he doesn't need this external spiritual energy.

What he needs is time.

Su Yu slightly turned his wrist.

The storage ring containing eight hundred drops of Origin True Liquid appeared in his palm.

Divine senses probed in.

The reward left for Gu Tianfeng, as well as a small portion reserved for future use, were deducted.

Su Yu precisely extracted 780 drops of Origin True Liquid.

It hovers in front of you.

Every drop of the true liquid emanates a heart-pounding fluctuation of high-dimensional laws.

This is the only key to achieving the flawless true realm.

"system."

Su Yu calmly issued the instruction in his mind.

"top up."

"Open the space for deduction."

hum.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came over me.

Su Yu's consciousness was instantly pulled into a boundless void.

The balance has been deducted.

[Current estimated time: 10 billion meteor years.]

Ten billion meteors a year.

This is a terrifying number that could cause countless cosmic eras to change.

But in the system space.

It's just a string of numbers used for consumption.

Su Yu closed his eyes.

My mind and spirit were completely calmed down.

Start.

He swallowed the first drop of Origin True Liquid without hesitation.

boom!

The violent high-dimensional energy exploded instantly within his body.

Following the circulation path of the "Boundless Star Abyss Technique," it surged wildly towards the seventy-eight extreme points within its body that were still in a black hole state.

The transformation has begun.

Ten million meteor years.

With the system's assistance, Su Yu was like a tireless precision instrument.

The fragments of laws contained in that drop of Origin True Liquid were dismantled, absorbed, and integrated into the black hole, bit by bit.

This is an extremely tedious process.

There is no thrill of sudden enlightenment.

Only through relentless struggle over a long period of time.

Ten million meteors later.

Click.

Inside the body, the gravity of the first black hole collapsed to its limit.

Subsequently, a microscopic singularity explosion occurred.

The boundary of the black hole disappeared.

Instead, a miniature universe prototype radiating a flawless luster appeared.

The Realm of Perfect Flawlessness!

Su Yu did not stop.

There wasn't even a ripple of emotion.

The second drop of the Origin True Liquid entered the body.

Twenty million meteor years.

Thirty million meteor years.

One hundred million meteors a year.

……

In the realm of time's unfolding, the passage of years loses its meaning.

Su Yu is like a solitary ascetic traveling alone through the river of time.

Little by little, they built up their own foundation.

Seven hundred and eighty million meteor years have passed.

Om-! ! !

A continuous, muffled rumble erupted from Su Yu's body.

It's as if seventy-eight universes were born simultaneously.

The last seventy-eight drops of Origin True Liquid were completely consumed.

This is the end.

Inside Su Yu's body.

A total of eighty-one extreme points.

All of them have transformed into the flawless true realm!

Perfect!

Eighty-one perfect microcosms formed an astonishingly vast gravitational internal cycle within his body.

Endless life.

Indestructible through countless eons.

Su Yu sat cross-legged in the void of the deduction space.

Quietly closing her eyes.

I can feel the earth-shattering dimensional leap that is happening within my body.

This is an exceptionally wonderful process.

It's not a simple accumulation of forces.

Rather, it is a reconstruction of the essence of life.

Eighty-one miniature universes have established a flawless inward gravitational cycle within his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

blood.

skeleton.

cell.

Even the most microscopic gene chains.

Under the pull of this immense gravitational force, they are all undergoing astonishing collapse.

The Star Abyss Body has undergone a true transformation.

Su Yu could clearly hear the muffled, rumbling sound emanating from within his body, like the collision of celestial bodies.

thump.

thump.

Each throbbing is accompanied by an exponential increase in the density of the body.

That overwhelming sense of power, almost bursting the space, flowed through my veins and into every inch of my flesh.

but.

The framework has been built.

But inside, it was still empty.

The three previously broken through flawless true domains have already been filled with trillions of source blood.

And these are the seventy-eight True Domains that have just broken through.

Inside, there are still only hundreds of billions of source blood at the black hole level.

The difference is too great.

"system."

"Continue the simulation."

"Cultivating the Source Blood."

The balance on the panel began to deduct at an astonishing rate.

Within the deduction space.

Time, once again, has lost its meaning.

Cultivating a thousand drops of source blood requires consuming one first-rate star year.

And seventy-eight flawless true domains.

Each one needs to be replenished with 900 billion drops of source blood.

This is a project so massive that it would drive any immortal being to despair.

Even the ancient gods of Zhongtian Shenzhou.

To accumulate such a vast foundation, it would require the entire clan's strength and countless eras of effort.

But Su Yu.

The one thing we have in abundance is time.

He sat cross-legged in the void.

Like an unchanging statue.

A thousand drops.

Ten thousand drops.

One hundred million drops.

……

The "Wuji Xingyuan Technique" was running listlessly within his body.

There are no shortcuts.

There was no sudden enlightenment.

Only the purest, day-to-day relentless struggle.

The river of time rushed past Su Yu.

His deep eyes revealed a maturity and composure beyond his years.