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

Chu Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Hate?

Looking into Cang Han's cold eyes, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

It's not that you lack talent.

Cang Han looked down at him, a cold smile curving his lips.

"It's your kind of self-pity, the kind that makes you feel like you're sacrificing for someone else."

Chu Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

Cang Han stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"You think you're helping me cover up, helping me find materials, and even planning to help me kill gods."

"So I'll be grateful to you?"

"No."

Cang Han shook his head, his tone filled with undisguised mockery in order to make Chu Yuan feel despair.

"I just feel disgusted."

"Because every time you help me, it's a constant reminder to me."

"I, Cang Han, only got to where I am today because of the charity of a good-for-nothing."

"Your existence is the greatest denial of my value."

boom.

Chu Yuan's mind went completely blank.

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar junior brother in front of him.

At this moment, an irreparable rift appeared in faith.

"Then...why did you save my life?"

Chu Yuan's voice was trembling.

It's not because of fear.

Rather, it's because a belief held throughout one's life is collapsing.

Cang Han smiled.

The laughter was both incredibly rational and incredibly cruel.

He slowly raised his right hand.

A gray array of patterns lit up at the fingertips.

That was the light of the ashes of the Great Void Calamity.

"Protect you?"

"Senior brother, you're too naive."

"My formation is only one step away from completion."

"Ordinary flesh and blood simply cannot withstand the backlash from an ancient god of the ultimate path."

"What I need is your special physique, which is born with the potential to reach the extreme."

"To be more precise."

Cang Han's hand, like a sharp dagger, suddenly pierced into Chu Yuan's chest.

"What I need is your heart."

puff.

Blood splattered.

excruciating pain.

But what hurts more than the physical pain is the tearing of the soul.

Chu Yuan stared intently at Cang Han.

There were no screams.

He was a composed man, and even at this moment, he gritted his teeth and did not utter a single cry of pain.

However, in those originally broad eyes...

An endless stream of hatred welled up within them.

"Cang Han..."

Chu Yuan's voice was like a demon crawling out of the deepest hell.

"You will die a horrible death."

Cang Han remained expressionless.

"My path needs no judgment from others."

He exerted his strength suddenly.

They forcibly ripped out Chu Yuan's beating heart.

Chu Yuan's life force was rapidly fading away.

But he did not die.

Cang Han used some kind of secret method to keep him on his last breath.

Tortured.

Endless torment.

In order to fully activate the extreme potential within his heart, Cang Han used the most cruel methods in the world.

The laws scorch, tearing the soul apart.

Each torment causes the hatred and resentment in one's heart to surge exponentially.

What Cang Han wanted was this extreme resentment.

Only extreme negative emotions can perfectly match the Demon-Devouring Seed and bear the backlash of god-slaying.

Su Yu, inside Chu Yuan's body, clearly sensed all of this.

The despair and hatred of being betrayed, rejected, and used as raw material by one's closest relatives.

It was extremely intense.

And this heart has also broken through to the level of an ancient god.

"Azure!"

This was Chu Yuan's last roar before his consciousness completely dissipated.

It is also within that heart that the obsession has resonated for countless eras.

The formation has reached its pinnacle.

Ashes of the Great Void Calamity spread, and the Demon-Devouring Dao Seed began to operate.

Cang Han looked at the heart filled with resentment, a glint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes.

"The Ultimate Ancient God..."

He was only one step away from that supreme position.

however.

Just as the formation was about to be activated.

God, collapsed.

What kind of existence is the Ultimate Ancient God?

The aura of the formation's completion finally attracted the attention of those nine supreme beings.

No trial, no nonsense.

A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, reached out from the depths of the starry sky.

It directly flattened all the sacred mountains of the Primordial Ultimate Dao Sect.

The elder, who was at the level of a supreme god, had no chance to resist this attack and was instantly reduced to ashes.

Destroy the sect!

Cang Han's expression changed drastically.

He was an extremely rational person, and when he realized that things were impossible, he did not hesitate at all.

The final filing process was initiated directly.

Destroy all traces.

He instantly concealed himself, along with the broken array, into the depths of multidimensional space.

escaped.

Chu Yuan's tattered body instantly turned to dust under the pressure of the Supreme Ancient God.

Only that heart, refined to its extreme and filled with boundless hatred.

Swept up by spatial turbulence.

They fell into an endless abyss.

The scene abruptly ended.

The deepest part of the abyss.

Su Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat there, panting heavily, his left hand unconsciously pressed against his chest. His heart was still beating, but the excruciating pain still lingered in every nerve.

The deep-seated hatred of betrayal still lingers in my mind.

He raised his head.

Looking at the ancient god's heart in mid-air, which he had completely assimilated and no longer exuded a violent aura.

His eyes were incredibly deep.

"I see."

Su Yu's voice was hoarse as he tried to calm his turbulent emotions.

Everything is connected.

Chu Yuan, the senior disciple of the Ancient Ultimate Dao Sect.

Junior brother, Cang Han.

The ashes of the Great Void Calamity were the materials used by Cang Han to set up his array and kill gods, but why did they become the anchor point for suppressing calamities?

There's also the Demon-Devouring Seed...

And that roar of obsession, echoing through the ages, lingering deep within the heart of the ancient god.

It's not "fuck".

It is "苍".

The "cang" in "canghan" (meaning cold and desolate).

That ancient being, sitting cross-legged like a dried corpse deep within the Ancient Road of the Great Void, calling himself the Guardian of the Spirit, unfathomably guided me to find the Ashes of the Great Void Calamity.

It's just cold and desolate.

In Su Yu's mind, Cang Han's withered, lifeless face appeared.

reason.

restraint.

In order to achieve the ultimate path, even his senior brother, who had always protected him, was willing to sacrifice his heart without hesitation.

Would such a person kindly offer up a top-tier technique like the "Supreme Corpse-Slaying Manual" simply to make a fair deal with me?

impossible.

"Demon-Devouring Seed..."

Su Yu silently uttered these four words in his heart.

Chu Yuan's memory clearly recorded the characteristics of this insidious method.

hidden.

There were no fluctuations of any laws, and it did not emit any aura.

Once planted, it will perfectly integrate into the host's flesh and blood texture, and quietly grow as the host's cultivation level increases.

In the end, the host is completely transformed into a controlled puppet.

Su Yu lowered his head.

Look at your own hands.

Given Cang Han's patient and ruthless nature, how could he possibly be a "perfect pawn" with a physical body comparable to the Supreme Realm and extraordinary talent?

Will he be able to resist the urge to do it?

A cold glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

If it were me, I would definitely quit.

"check."

Su Yu did not hesitate at all.

He neither panicked nor flew into a rage.

She simply closed her eyes peacefully.

In the past, no matter how strong his physical body was, he would never have been able to detect any trace of the Demon-Devouring Seed.

Because this thing is at a very high level, involving the secrets of the ultimate ancient gods.

But now.

It's different.

Chu Yuan's memory contains the most basic operating logic of this insidious method.