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

Chu Yuan stood in the shadows.

His deep gaze was fixed on the figure in blue robes who was inscribing a formation in the void ahead.

Cold and desolate.

He was collecting a gray substance.

Ashes of the Great Void.

A forbidden object capable of shielding the secrets of heaven and even eroding the laws of the ultimate path.

He was setting up a killing formation.

A killing formation that attempts to slaughter gods and annihilate ancient gods of the highest realm!

Chu Yuan's breathing paused for a moment.

Once this plan is exposed...

Not to mention Cang Han, the entire Ancient Extreme Dao Sect would be instantly wiped out by the wrath of the Ancient Extreme Dao God.

This is an absolute taboo.

but.

Chu Yuan remained silent, nor did he turn around to report the matter in the Hall of Punishments.

He emerged from the shadows.

"Senior brother."

Cang Han stopped what he was doing.

He turned around.

His expression was calm, as still as a deep well.

But Su Yu could clearly sense a barely concealed killing intent flashing in Cang Han's lowered eyes.

He was weighing whether to act immediately and kill his senior brother who had stumbled upon the secret.

Chu Yuan looked at him, his tone calm and composed, without the slightest hint of panic.

"The ancient gods of the ultimate path are not to be trifled with."

"This is a capital offense punishable by the extermination of an entire sect."

Cang Han didn't speak, but just watched him quietly, his fingertips already gripping a talisman that exuded an aura of destruction.

"but."

Chu Yuan changed the subject.

"If you're truly confident, I'll help you."

Su Yu felt this pure emotional fluctuation within Chu Yuan's body.

The deeper the love, the more far-reaching the plans.

Chu Yuan knew that his talent was lacking.

But Cang Han is acceptable.

If Cang Han can truly succeed in slaying the god and taking his place.

Then the entire Ancient Supreme Dao Sect will usher in unprecedented glory because of the birth of a newly promoted Ancient Supreme God.

For the sect, and for this exceptionally talented junior brother.

Chu Yuan, the senior disciple who always followed the rules, decided to gamble everything.

The two began to plot in secret.

Time is infinitely compressed in memory.

Chu Yuan used his senior brother status and authority to cover up Cang Han's traces and mobilize massive resources.

He personally ventured into those forbidden lands that even the Supreme God was unwilling to easily set foot in.

To find materials for setting up the formation in Canghan.

Furthermore, Cang Han developed a sinister method called "Demon-Devouring Seed" to secretly control powerful cultivators as nourishment for the formation.

Chu Yuan vaguely sensed something and asked about it privately.

Cang Han explained it only briefly.

"They're death row inmates from rival sects; it's just a waste of their resources."

Although Chu Yuan felt something was amiss, he ultimately did not delve into it.

In Chu Yuan's view, some sacrifices are worthwhile as long as one can achieve the ultimate path.

He was genuinely helping Cang Han.

They were even prepared to sacrifice part of their own essence at the last moment to help Cang Han reach the top.

at last.

The formation has reached its most crucial moment.

Only one last step remains.

however.

On this day when success is about to be achieved.

God, collapsed.

The Primordial Dao Sect, Hall of Punishments.

Three supreme elders, of the highest divine level, sat on the high platform.

The oppressive aura was like that of a prison.

The main hall was surrounded by high-ranking members of the sect.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Chu Yuan knelt in the hall, his expression calm, without uttering a word.

Beside him stood Cang Han.

"Chu Yuan!"

The Grand Elder's voice, like thunder from the heavens, boomed throughout the hall.

It conveyed extreme anger and disappointment.

"As the senior disciple of the sect, how dare you secretly collude with heretics!"

"They collected the ashes of the Great Void Calamity to inscribe a forbidden killing array, attempting to slay an ancient god of the highest realm!"

"Do you know that this is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family!"

The oppressive force pressed down like a mountain.

Chu Yuan's back was slightly bent, but he did not offer any explanation.

He knew that his plan had been exposed.

The eyes and ears of the Supreme Ancient God eventually noticed some clues.

Someone has to take the blame.

Otherwise, Cang Han will surely die, and the sect will surely perish.

He took a deep breath, preparing to speak and take all the blame.

however.

next to.

Cang Han, however, knelt down heavily first.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and he looked grief-stricken.

It conveys a sense of resolute determination and pain in sacrificing family for the greater good.

"Elder!"

A chilling voice echoed throughout the hall.

"It was this disciple who discovered Senior Brother's plot."

"My senior brother has gone mad in his pursuit of godhood and will stop at nothing to seize it."

"I have tried to dissuade you many times, but you not only refuse to listen, but you even tried to control me with the Demon-Devouring Seed."

"This disciple has no choice but to report the truth for the sake of the sect's survival!"

Su Yu felt a strong sense of astonishment while inside Chu Yuan's body.

Chu Yuan turned his head.

Looking at Cang Han kneeling beside him.

Cang Han didn't look at him.

He still maintained that calm, restrained, yet heartbroken demeanor.

Watertight.

All the dirty water was perfectly splashed onto Chu Yuan.

The sect was furious.

Killing an ancient god of the highest realm is an unforgivable crime punishable by death.

The elders immediately ordered that Chu Yuan be killed on the spot, his soul and spirit destroyed.

Just now.

Cang Han kowtowed heavily once more.

His forehead hit the ground, and blood gushed out.

"Elder!"

"Although my senior brother committed a grave mistake, he has after all made great contributions to the sect."

"Please, Elder, have mercy!"

"Cease his cultivation, but spare my senior brother's life!"

Cang Han's voice was filled with tears, each word dripping with blood.

Chu Yuan fell silent.

After the initial shock, a feeling of being moved welled up inside him.

He believed that Cang Han had resorted to this desperate measure in order to save his life and continue his plan to achieve the ultimate path.

By taking the blame upon himself, at least Cang Han could survive.

Even under these circumstances, Cang Han risked his life to plead for himself.

"it is good."

The Grand Elder looked at Cang Han and sighed deeply.

"Considering your merit in exposing the crime, we will uphold justice even at the cost of our own family."

"Chu Yuan, strip him of his cultivation, throw him into the death row, and never let him be reincarnated!"

The scene changes.

Death row.

It's dark.

Chu Yuan was suspended in mid-air by thick chains of law that pierced through his collarbone.

His cultivation was completely destroyed.

The source is depleted.

But he remained calm.

For the sake of the sect and his junior brother, he accepted it.

As long as Cang Han can survive and achieve the ultimate path, what does it matter if he suffers a little?

Tap, tap, tap.

The sound of steady footsteps echoed outside the deathly silent prison cell.

Cang Han, dressed in a green robe, walked in.

The cell door closed.

All detection was cut off.

At this moment, the grief and determination on Cang Han's face had completely vanished.

Instead.

It is an extreme indifference, and a condescending scrutiny.

"Junior brother."

Chu Yuan looked at him, his voice hoarse but full of concern.

"I'm glad you're alright."

"You must be even more careful about the god-killing plan from now on."

"The sect's higher-ups have already become suspicious; we must not give ourselves away again."

He wanted to ask why they hadn't discussed it beforehand.

But the words stuck in his throat.

There's no point in blaming anyone now that things have gone this far.

Cang Han stopped in front of Chu Yuan.

Looking at this senior brother who had been tortured beyond recognition.

There was not a trace of pity in his eyes.

There was only one deep-seated aversion.

"Senior brother."

Cang Han spoke.

The voice was calm, as if stating a trivial fact.

"Do you know what I hate most about you?"