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

Inside the main hall.

Dead silence.

Jin Zun looked at the devastated Lin Yan without offering any words of comfort.

Such setbacks in one's spiritual path can only be overcome by oneself.

Lin Yan stood there, his usually composed face now filled with an unusual stiffness.

His breathing became slightly disordered.

"impossible."

Lin Yan's voice was very low, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were questioning the universe.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at Jinzun in the main seat.

A deep, suppressed glint appeared in his eyes.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Lin Yan's chest heaved violently as the divine laws of the Realm of the Pivot surged uncontrollably within his body.

"Master, do you know what I went through in the Great Wilderness Burning Heaven Abyss?"

"The Flames of Annihilation burned through my body three hundred times!"

"My true spirit was torn apart and reassembled on the verge of dimensional collapse!"

"I swallowed all the pain and cut off all my escape routes."

Lin Yan clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms, and drops of purplish-gold divine blood fell.

"Finally, I gained the approval of heaven and earth."

"Finally, I've achieved the Realm of the Pivot!!"

Lin Yan's eyes were red.

"And him..."

"And Su Yu!"

"How did he manage to break through to a level that could crush even the supreme gods?!"

"Is that right?!"

Lin Yan's Dao heart trembled.

He even took a step forward, his voice carrying a pleading tone that he himself didn't realize.

"Master."

"You must be lying to me, right?"

"This was a lie I made up on purpose to motivate me."

"This is all fake, right???"

Lin Yan was still thinking that once he stabilized his cultivation level, he would go to the Universal Business Alliance to challenge Su Yu.

He was still thinking of using the Supreme Divine Kingdom he had just comprehended to defeat Su Yu honorably.

To wash away the shame of the Supreme Tournament of All Realms.

To prove one's abilities.

But now.

Who would have thought?

Does anyone know?

The rival he considered his lifelong enemy had reached a height where he could no longer see his back even by looking up!

In the main seat.

Jinzun looked at his disciple, who was on the verge of collapse.

silence.

A long silence.

His weathered old face was etched with helplessness and bitterness.

Much later.

Jin Zun slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and let out a heavy sigh.

"Yan'er".

Jinzun's voice was dry and hoarse.

"Even I don't believe it."

"Even I, your teacher, have not witnessed that scene firsthand."

Jin Zun stood up, walked up to Lin Yan, and patted his stiff shoulder.

"but."

"That was a decree personally relayed by Ancestor Tian Shu!"

Ancestor Tian Shu.

The ancient ancestor of the Guiyi Realm of the Central Divine Mountain.

"At that time, our ancestor was on the outskirts of the Abyss of Time."

"He watched as Su Yu froze time and shattered the ancient gods Lei Xu and Lei Ji with a single punch."

A deep sense of powerlessness was evident in Jin Zun's eyes.

"That is the Dharma Eye of the Unity Realm."

"How do you raise objections?"

"What makes you think you can question this?!"

This sentence.

Like the last straw, it completely crushed the last glimmer of hope in Lin Yan's heart.

This was witnessed by our ancestor himself.

Ironclad evidence.

Lin Yan swayed and took half a step back.

He lowered his head and looked at the "Three Calamities Annihilation Flame Ring" that had just condensed in his palm.

This flame, which he was once proud of and which represented the supreme recognition of heaven and earth, was now his source of pride.

At this moment, it seems so ridiculous.

And at that very moment.

Without any warning.

Om-! ! !

The sky above the entire central sacred mountain suddenly darkened.

It's not that the sun is obscured by dark clouds.

Rather, it is a forced takeover at the macro level.

The sect-protecting formation, a supreme formation that consumed the essence of countless eras of the central divine mountain and was powerful enough to withstand the full-force attack of a patriarch at the Unity Realm.

At this moment, not even a ripple was stirred.

It stopped operating immediately.

The array patterns solidified.

The energy tide has stopped.

A terrifying pressure, as deep and dark as an abyss, that transcends the fundamental logic of the universe.

It silently enveloped the entire central sacred mountain.

The Law of Time!

Inside the main hall.

Jin Zun's expression changed drastically. His cultivation at the Supreme Realm was suppressed to the point that even breathing became difficult.

Lin Yan suddenly raised his head and looked outside the hall.

Those bloodshot eyes reflected a scene he would never forget.

above the sky.

The space glided smoothly to both sides like ripples on water.

A simple white robe, untouched by dust.

Su Yu has arrived.

His expression was calm as still water, and his deep eyes revealed a vicissitude beyond his years.

There was no grand or spectacular display.

Only Ao Ying, dressed in a dark black dress, stood respectfully half a step behind him, like a silent and dignified shadow.

but.

He was simply standing there.

The entire Central Divine Mountain has millions of disciples, tens of millions of stewards, and countless elders.

They were all forced to kneel on the ground, unable to move, by that invisible, half-step ultimate pressure.

Su Yu's gaze swept calmly over the undulating sacred mountain buildings below.

He didn't look at the crowd kneeling on the ground, trembling.

He spoke slowly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly entered the consciousness of everyone on the Central Divine Mountain.

"Tian Shu" (天枢).

"Come out and meet me."

They directly addressed the ancient ancestor of the Guiyi Realm by his name.

There was no trace of reverence in his tone, only the indifference of someone in a superior position.

Swish.

In the deepest forbidden area of ​​the central sacred mountain.

An aged figure, without the slightest hesitation, instantly tore through space and appeared in mid-air.

Tian Shu Ancient Ancestor.

This supreme being, who has lived for countless eras and is revered as a god by the entire Origin God Realm.

now.

No pressure from the Unity Realm was released.

He strode up to Su Yu, amidst the astonished gazes of the elders and disciples.

He bowed respectfully.

He bowed deeply.

"Tian Shu greets Venerable Su."

The ancestor adopted an extremely humble posture.

She didn't even dare to look Su Yu in the eye.

Su Yu looked at the Ancient Ancestor Tian Shu and nodded slightly.

He didn't waste any words.

Get straight to the point.

"The Central Divine Mountain is the number one power in the Origin Divine Realm."

"It has made invaluable contributions to maintaining cosmic order for countless eons."

Su Yu carefully considered his tone.

It sounds like an equal negotiation between sects.

"I have just established my power, and everything is in need of rebuilding."

"A large amount of resources are needed to maintain the sect's operation and protect the peace of this universe."

Su Yu looked at the Ancient Ancestor Tian Shu, his deep eyes showing no ripples.

"so."

"I need the Central Sacred Mountain, and to hand over 20 percent of the entire sect's resources."

"As a fee for protecting a peaceful situation."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The entire central sacred mountain fell into a deathly silence.

Inside the main hall.

Lin Yan's pupils contracted sharply.

Twenty percent of the entire sect's heritage?!

This is not the profit of a single year!

This is the legacy of the Central Sacred Mountain, passed down from ancient times to the present day, accumulated over countless eras!

Twenty percent is enough to empty the reserves of tens of thousands of top-grade mineral veins and countless secret realms in the sacred mountain!

midair.

The wrinkled old face of the Heavenly Pivot Ancestor suddenly froze.

He looked up, his eyes revealing a hint of barely suppressed astonishment.

"Su... Su Zun..."

The voice of the ancient ancestor Tian Shu was dry and trembling.

He carefully considered his words and spoke cautiously.

"The starry sky outside the Abyss of Cosmic Light..."

"Didn't we already agree that it would be 20% of the annual profit?"

"Why...why all of a sudden, do we need another 20% of our resources?"

The heart of the ancient ancestor Tian Shu was bleeding.

Shenshan can scrape together 20% of the profits if he grits his teeth.

Twenty percent of the sect's foundation is something that could shake the very foundation of the sect.

Su Yu listened to the question from the Ancient Ancestor Tian Shu.

His expression remained calm.

He shook his head slightly.

"The plan has changed."

There was no room for negotiation in Su Yu's tone.

"I lack the resources for cultivation."

He looked at the Ancient Ancestor Tian Shu.

Within his deep right eye, a vast, silver river of time flowed slowly.

"Give it to me?"

Just two words.

There was no roar.

No threat.

but.

These two words fell with it.

It was an immense, ancient god-level pressure, as deep and dark as an abyss, that transcended the macrocosm!