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

"Get lost."

Jian Chen remained seated in the chair, without changing his posture.

He looked at the servant with deep, cold eyes.

There was no hysterical rage.

There is only one kind of extreme restraint and rationality that comes from seeing through the cause and effect of life and death.

"A dirty trick?"

Jian Chen's voice was a little hoarse, but it conveyed an undeniable certainty.

"Have you ever seen a dirty trick that can suppress five pieces of immortal matter and the Sword of Destruction simultaneously?"

The servant covered his face, trembling, and dared not speak.

Jian Chen withdrew his gaze, his fingers gently stroking the hilt of the sword.

"I, Jian Chen, am confident in my own strength and in the background of the Ancient Sword Sect."

"But I also know."

"I am merely a branch of the ancient gods."

"In this vast Origin God Realm, there are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people."

In Jian Chen's mind, Su Yu's calm and unwavering eyes reappeared.

"He is a true and respected person."

"A venerable one who has mastered the true Dao of Space!"

Jian Chen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the lingering fear in his heart.

"That finger strike just now, with its spatial laws, only needed to be slightly deflected."

"It could slice me, along with immortal matter, into nothingness."

"They held back; they didn't kill me."

Jian Chen looked at the servant, his tone icy.

"You insist on going up to deliver it, right?"

"If you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

Upon hearing the words "Venerable One" and "Great Dao of Space," the attendant's face turned ashen, and he scrambled out of the lounge.

Angered a venerable one.

That would be bringing disaster upon the Ancient Sword Sect.

The lounge returned to silence.

hum.

Just then.

A communication jade slip at Jian Chen's waist glowed with a soft purple light.

This is the highest-level communication array of the Ancient Sword Sect.

Jian Chen's expression turned solemn.

He immediately sat up straight and probed the jade slip with his divine sense.

The light screen unfolds.

An image of an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a Tai Chi robe, slowly appeared.

The Grand Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, and also Jian Chen's mentor.

"Chen'er".

The old man's voice was calm and gentle.

"Is the competition over?"

"Did you obtain the Origin of the Great Dao of Destruction from the Starsea Chamber of Commerce?"

Jianchen looked at his master's projection.

silent.

A hint of unspeakable bitterness flashed in those usually sharp eyes.

But he did not hide it.

As a sword cultivator, facing failure head-on is an essential mindset.

"master."

Jian Chen lowered his head, his voice hoarse.

"I lost."

On the other side of the light screen.

The old man's expression faltered slightly.

Clearly, this answer was unexpected.

However, he did not react immediately, but maintained the restraint befitting a senior expert.

"You lost?"

The old man frowned slightly.

"The Starsea Merchant Guild has secretly cultivated a freakish mid-stage Immortal?"

"Or perhaps, other top Daoist sects from other continents have also sent people to compete for that spot?"

Jian Chen shook his head.

"Neither."

He raised his head and looked directly into his master's eyes.

Answer truthfully.

"The one who defeated me was a young man who only seemed to possess the aura of a Domain Lord."

"Call him Su Yu."

The old man's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Domain Lord level?"

"Chen'er, do you know what you're saying?"

Losing five pieces of immortal matter to a domain lord-level being is utterly ridiculous.

Jian Chen took a deep breath.

His tone was more solemn than ever before.

"Master, he is not an ordinary domain lord."

"He has mastered the Great Dao of Space."

"Moreover, the level of proficiency in controlling it is astonishing."

"My disciple... didn't even have a chance to draw his sword before he was completely locked up by the spatial confinement."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The old man on the other side of the light screen fell completely silent.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

The old man slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

A look of horror flashed in those weathered eyes.

"The Great Avenue of Space..."

"Suppressing five pieces of immortal matter..."

The old man murmured softly, his mind racing.

"It is absolutely impossible for a Domain Lord to bear such terrifying laws of the Great Dao; this violates the fundamental logic of the universe's operation."

The old man gave the most rational judgment.

"He must have been hiding his true strength."

"It's even possible that some ancient monster who has lived for countless epochs is deliberately disguising himself as a domain lord to play around in the mortal world, or that he has other motives."

Jian Chen nodded slightly.

That's what he thought too.

"Master, that source of destruction..."

"That's enough."

The old man waved his hand, interrupting Jian Chen.

"Since he is a Venerable One who has mastered the Great Dao of Space, then the origin of that Dao must be gone."

"It's a blessing that you weren't hurt."

The old man's expression became extremely serious.

"This Su Yu's strength is unfathomable."

"With his unparalleled mastery of the Dao of Space, he'll definitely be in the top 100 at the Myriad Realms Supreme Tournament ten years from now!"

"Whether he's an old monster or not."

"This is indeed a formidable opponent."

The old man looked at Jian Chen.

"You shall remain with the Starsea Merchant Guild and continue to participate in the Supreme Battle."

"I will immediately relay this information back to the main lineage."

"To prepare the core talents of the main branch mentally."

Jian Chen bowed and accepted the order.

"Yes, Master."

The light curtain dissipated.

Jian Chen closed his eyes again.

They began to review the battle, trying to find a breakthrough opportunity from that desperate spatial confinement.

……

at the same time.

Central China.

North of the central sacred mountain lies a vast star field shrouded in endless purple lightning.

This is one of the core territories of the ancient gods.

Thunder Punishment Divine Realm.

Deep within this star field lies a magnificent Dao Palace suspended in a sea of ​​lightning.

The Heavenly Prison of Ten Thousand Thunders.

Rumble!

Thick, star-like purple lightning bolts crisscrossed wildly in the void, radiating a terrifying pressure capable of destroying everything.

Every bolt of lightning here contains a cosmic-level Great Dao Law.

It is enough to instantly reduce any immortal powerhouse to ashes.

And this moment.

At the very center of this sea of ​​lightning.

A young man dressed in a purple-gold robe was sitting cross-legged, suspended in the raging lightning.

His face was stern, and there was a lightning bolt mark between his eyebrows.

The surrounding lightning, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, would obediently transform into wisps of pure lightning law and merge into his body when it came within three feet of his body.

The core prodigy of the Ancient God Clan, the Thunder Punishment lineage.

Thunder Prison.

hum.

A golden communication talisman pierced through the sea of ​​lightning and hovered in front of the Thunder Prison.

Lei Yu slowly opened his eyes.

Before my eyes, it seemed as if two thunderous universes were being born and dying.

He extended his long, slender finger and tapped it on the communication symbol.

The voice of the Grand Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect resounded in his mind.

He reported everything that happened at the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce, as well as the information about "Su Yu," without missing a single word.

"A venerable one who has mastered the Great Dao of Space."

"An old monster disguised as a domain lord."

"The Supreme Tournament of All Realms: A formidable opponent among the top 100."

After listening to these reports.

Lei Yu's expression remained completely calm.

He didn't even change his posture.

But a calm, even slightly disdainful smile curved at the corners of his mouth.

"The Great Spatial Avenue?"