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

Lin Yan steadied himself, and the cracked Ember God Armor on his chest emitted a faint groan.

He stared at Su Yu in the distance.

There was no anger.

There was no hysteria.

There was only a profound and unfathomable shock, and...

A strange sense of familiarity.

This feeling of utter despair from being completely crushed.

This is the attitude of the other party, who remains unfathomable and calm no matter how much they erupt.

Lin Yan's brows furrowed slowly.

A deep sense of doubt flashed in his dark red eyes.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, but an absurd illusion involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

It seems I've experienced this scene myself.

In the depths of a memory that is extremely distant and has already turned into dust of history.

Lin Yan slowly straightened up.

The supreme flames surrounding him subsided slightly.

He looked at Su Yu, his voice low and uncertain.

"us……"

"Have we seen this somewhere before?"

The wind stirs up the ashes of the ancient battlefield.

The two faced each other across the ruins, hundreds of feet apart.

Su Yu heard this question.

His expression remained calm and composed.

His deep eyes remained completely undisturbed.

He looked at Lin Yan.

silence.

Memories welled up.

The Primordial Divine Martial Sect.

The Inner Gate Grand Competition.

He had once used the Gui Wuqiang Intent to obliterate Lin Yan's earth-shattering chain explosion of strange fire with a single shot.

but.

That was merely a projection of the world manifested by the divine artifact, the Chaos Realm Pearl.

The real Lin Yan is far away in the central divine mountain of the Origin Divine Realm.

He did not have the memory of that projected world.

What he possesses is a subconscious intuition that transcends cause and effect and dimensions, belonging to top-tier martial artists.

An instinctive premonition.

Su Yu did not offer an explanation.

It's too complicated to explain.

He slightly turned his wrist.

hum.

A bead, entirely gray and seemingly containing a miniature universe within, appeared in his palm.

Chaos Realm Pearl.

This is a cross-dimensional artifact that once belonged to the Primordial Divine Martial Sect.

Su Yu's fingertips twitched slightly.

A wisp of primordial power was infused into the World Pearl.

"See for yourself."

Su Yu's voice was calm.

The words fell.

The Chaos Realm Pearl emitted a soft light.

The light intertwined and converged in the air between the two.

In the blink of an eye.

It transformed into a huge and clear projection image.

Lin Yan's pupils contracted slightly, his gaze fixed on the image.

on the screen.

It is an ancient sect square.

Above the sky, three-colored flames raged wildly.

A young man dressed in black robes, with a resolute expression, forcibly severed the balance between the three top-tier strange flames.

This triggered a chain reaction of law collapse.

Even through the projection, the power of that explosion sent a chill down Lin Yan's spine.

because.

The young man in black robes in the picture is himself!

"This is……"

Lin Yan's breath hitched slightly.

He looked at himself in the image and detonated a destructive force that even he couldn't control.

On the other side of the screen.

It was Su Yu, dressed in a plain robe.

Faced with a storm powerful enough to destroy the world.

Su Yu in the picture has an extremely calm expression.

He slowly raised the dark gold spear in his hand.

There was no earth-shattering burst of energy or blood.

There were no dazzling, rule-based lights or shadows.

He simply thrust his spear forward in a mundane manner.

laugh.

One shot was fired.

The scene depicts a raging storm of strange fire.

That chain explosion was powerful enough to tear space apart.

The instant it touched the tip of the gun.

It's like being erased directly from the underlying logic of the universe by an invisible eraser.

There were no aftershocks.

There was no sound.

Everything returns to absolute nothingness.

One pulls in, the other releases.

One is raging, the other is utter annihilation.

The gap is as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

The projected image abruptly ended there.

They transformed into specks of light, dissipating into the miasma of the ancient battlefield.

Inside the ruins.

A long, deathly silence fell.

Lin Yan stood still.

He stared at the direction the image was fading away, remaining silent for a long time.

A torrent of emotions churned within those dark red eyes.

Shock, realization, bitterness.

Ultimately, it transformed into a sense of relief from seeing through cause and effect.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that the sense of despair deeply rooted in the soul was not an illusion.

off the field.

Jinzun also saw that scene.

This ancient monster, who had lived for countless eons, fell silent at this moment.

He recognized the bead.

"The Chaos Realm Pearl..."

Jin Zun's voice carried a deep complexity.

"The supreme artifact that we couldn't take with us from the ruins of the Primordial Divine Martial Sect back then."

"It actually fell into his hands."

"What he defeated was the past projection of Lin Yan left behind in the Primordial Divine Martial Sect."

Lin Yan did not reply.

He slowly closed his eyes.

He exhaled a breath of hot, stale air.

When I opened my eyes again, the turmoil in them had completely subsided.

All that remains is the composure and magnanimity of a martial artist.

The Primordial Divine Martial Sect.

That place where he once rose to prominence, that ancient sect where he left behind countless regrets and obsessions.

He looked at the Chaos Realm Pearl in Su Yu's hand.

A rare, deep longing flickered in his eyes.

That is a remembrance of the past.

It is also an obsession with the perfection of the Dao.

"Su Yu".

Lin Yan spoke slowly, his voice low and restrained.

"Can you sell me this boundary bead?"

He didn't beat around the bush.

They did not conceal their intentions.

"I still have some regrets about the Primordial Divine Martial Sect."

"This boundary bead is very important to me."

Lin Yan looked at Su Yu.

"I can pay for it."

He paused for a moment, then offered a generous price.

"One hundred yuan."

"Primordial Void-level Immortal Matter".

This statement came out.

On the floating divine island outside, the venerable ones watching the battle all gasped in astonishment.

One hundred pieces of Taixu-level immortal matter!

This is a huge sum of money that could bankrupt a second-rate power instantly!

Even top geniuses would have to empty most of their fortune to access these resources.

Just to buy a broken bead?

In the secret realm.

Su Yu heard this offer.

His expression remained calm.

He looked down at the Chaos Realm Pearl in his hand.

A thoughtful look flashed in his deep eyes.

To sell or not to sell?

Su Yu quickly did some mental calculations.

The Chaos Realm Pearl, as a cross-dimensional artifact, has the greatest function of ignoring dimensional barriers and traversing various worlds.

but.

This feature is now practically useless to him.

He mastered the spatial path of the Reverse Power Realm.

[Two-dimensional deprivation], [Dimensional restructuring].

If he so desires, he can forcibly tear through space and descend to any corner of the Origin God Realm using his own power.

There is absolutely no need to rely on external aids.

As for the other function of the boundary bead.

It produces Star Stones.

Su Yu knew that it could draw energy from the void of the universe every day and condense 30,000 star stones.

That sounds like a lot.

but.

Those are low-grade star essence stones!

Su Yu silently calculated in his mind.

One low-grade Star Essence Stone is equivalent to one first-grade Star Year.

One star year is equivalent to ten quadrillion low-grade star stones.

The system simulations show that the timescales are in the billions or even tens of billions of star years.

The Boundary Pearl produces 30,000 low-grade Star Essence Stones every day...

Ten million a year? It would take nearly a hundred million years to barely accumulate enough for a single star year.

A piece of Taixu-level immortal matter is worth one billion star years if it is given to the system for recycling!

"That's too little."

Su Yu shook his head.

It's useless to keep it.

The output is impressive.