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

Dead silence.

Boundless silence.

In the chaotic mist, only the wisp of blood mist that had not yet completely dissipated slowly drifted away under the blowing of the dimensional winds.

Ao Qing stood frozen in place.

He remained in the position of holding the spirit detector, his eyes fixed on the cloud of blood mist, his mind completely blank.

Shocked.

The shock that overturned his understanding was like a dimensional tsunami, crushing everything he had to shreds.

One punch.

The Supreme Realm has shattered?

Ao Qing's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty as he swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

In the ancient dragon race's cognitive system, the Supreme Realm refers to the supreme beings who have mastered high-level Daos and condensed a Supreme Divine Kingdom.

Battles of this level are always clashes of the laws of the Great Dao, and mutual crushing between the dimensions of the divine realm.

but.

What just happened?

There was no fluctuation of the Great Dao.

No divine kingdom descended.

Not even the slightest bit of vital energy or blood was leaked out!

The young man in the plain robe simply threw a punch in an unremarkable manner.

Then, the outer sect elder Ao Kun, along with the Supreme Divine Kingdom within him, was simply blasted apart by pure physical kinetic energy?!

Why was this person able to destroy a Supreme Realm expert with a single punch?

Is this even human?!

Ao Qing's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

And on the dragon's back.

The two sisters, Ao Ying and Ao Jue, looked at the cloud of blood mist, their eyes flashing with an unusually fanatical light.

Master, you're too strong!!

They knew Su Yu was very strong; after all, even the Primordial God Clan's Guiyi Realm Ancestor was easily crushed by him.

but.

I witnessed firsthand how a high-ranking, domineering elder of the outer sect was casually swatted to death like a mosquito.

The raw visual impact still stirred their emotions.

Su Yu remained calm.

He slowly withdrew his right hand.

It was as if what had just been destroyed was not a Supreme Realm expert, but merely a speck of dust.

He didn't look at the cloud of blood mist.

His deep gaze gently fell upon Ao Qing, who stood stiff as a stone in front of him.

"Open the door."

Two words.

His tone was calm, without the slightest hint of murderous intent or intimidation.

but.

What reached Ao Qing's ears was no less than the decree of an ancient god of the ultimate path.

"Yes...yes!"

Ao Qing shuddered and snapped back to reality.

He didn't dare utter a single word of nonsense, and even completely forgot about the identity verification process.

With trembling hands, he poured his own essence into the core of the Nine Nether Dragon Trapping Formation.

hum-

The formation roared.

The chaotic mist churned violently to both sides, clearing a wide and smooth passage.

Direct access to the inner door.

Su Yu nodded slightly.

Ao Ying's massive dragon body swayed, carrying Su Yu, and smoothly entered the array passage.

They disappeared into the depths of the mist.

……

at the same time.

Inner Gate, Dragon Bone Temple.

This is the most central forbidden area of ​​the ancient dragon clan, where the life tablets of past sages are enshrined.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound rang out in the empty temple.

The temple elder suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the second row of the fortune tablets.

The purple-gold life tablet representing Ao Kun, the Grand Elder of the Outer Sect.

Broken.

It didn't just shatter; it turned into a pool of dull powder.

Both body and soul were destroyed!

The elder guarding the temple's expression changed drastically.

"Something terrible has happened!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately crushed the highest-level communication jade slip in his hand.

In less than three breaths.

hum!hum!hum!

The space above the temple twisted and folded without warning.

Three imposing, profound figures emerged steadily from the multidimensional chasm.

There was no earth-shattering pressure leaking out.

But the moment they appeared, the underlying logic of the entire Dragonbone Temple was forcibly taken over.

Return to the One Realm!

The three ancient ancestors of the Primordial Dragon Clan.

The first ancestor was Ao Xuan, the second ancestor was Ao Ming, and the third ancestor was Ao Cang.

"Ao Kun is dead."

Ao Xuan wore a gray robe and had an ancient and simple face.

His voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable composure.

"Backtracking".

The Second Ancestor, Ao Ming, didn't waste any words.

He raised his right hand, and the Great Dao Laws of the Unity Realm flowed at his fingertips.

He pointed a finger at the pile of shattered life tablet powder belonging to Ao Kun.

hum-

In the center of the temple, a clear image was forcibly stripped from the river of time.

The projection is in mid-air.

on the screen.

It was outside the Nine Nether Dragon-Trapping Formation that Ao Kun was being arrogant and domineering, uttering threats.

The three patriarchs watched quietly.

He remained composed, showing no emotional fluctuations despite Ao Kun's death.

For those of them who have lived through countless eras and are at the Unity Realm, the death of an outer sect elder is not enough to enrage them.

What they care about is how they died.

The scene continues.

Su Yu raised his hand.

A grasp of emptiness, and space is imprisoned.

Then.

An ordinary punch.

boom.

Ao Kun turned into a blood mist.

The scene abruptly ends there.

A long silence fell over the Dragonbone Temple.

The three elders at the Unity Realm stared intently at the moment Su Yu threw his fist in the video.

A look of extreme solemnity and shock flashed in his eyes.

"Did you see it clearly?"

Ao Xuan turned his head and looked at the other two.

His tone remained calm, but the sense of deliberation was evident.

"I saw it clearly."

Ao Ming nodded slightly, his deep eyes gleaming.

"There are no fundamental laws or principles."

"No divine kingdom has descended."

"Pure physical mass."

The Third Ancestor, Ao Cang, frowned deeply, his burly body leaning slightly forward.

"How strong is this kid?"

"They didn't even need to use their divine kingdoms; they crushed Ao Kun's Supreme Divine Kingdom along with his true spirit using only their physical energy?"

"This physical quality has surpassed the realm of common sense."

Ao Cang paused, his tone revealing a rare hint of apprehension.

"His combat prowess..."

"Has it already broken through the barrier of unification?"

Breakthrough and return to oneness!

The moment those four words were uttered, the air inside the temple seemed to freeze.

What does it mean to transcend the realm of unity?

Ultimate Ancient God!

"impossible."

Ao Xuan shook his head without hesitation, directly rejecting the conjecture.

His eyes were deep and resolute.

"How difficult is it to become an Ancient God of the Ultimate Path?"

"Since that catastrophe, the ultimate source of this universe has been incomplete."

"Achieving the pinnacle of unification is extremely difficult."

"not to mention."

Ao Xuan's tone became unusually serious, even carrying a hint of awe.

"Have you all forgotten?"

"There were extremely strict orders left by our ancestors."

"We must never allow ourselves to become an ultimate ancient god!"

"Once that step is taken, and the world is brought to its judgment, the coordinates will inevitably be revealed."

"At that time, an indescribable terror will descend, forcibly erasing it."

"Although this kid has extraordinary talent, if he dares to become an Ancient God of the Ultimate Path, he will surely die!"

Ao Ming and Ao Cang nodded slightly upon hearing this.

The warnings of ancestral precepts are deeply imprinted in the core traditions of every top power.

The ultimate path is forbidden.

It's a trap.

Since this kid is still alive and well, he hasn't attracted that unknown great terror.

This shows that he absolutely did not take that final step.

"Since it's not an ancient god of the ultimate path."

Ao Ming analyzed the situation calmly.

"At most, he's only at the half-step extreme level."

"Relying on some kind of heaven-defying physique, he has pushed the physical mass of his body to its limit."

Half-step to the ultimate path.

The three patriarchs exchanged a glance.

The apprehension in his eyes lessened slightly.

If it's a half-step to the ultimate realm, then things are still within a controllable range.

"Even though we're only at the half-step extreme level, we're not without our trump cards."

Ao Cang spoke in a deep voice, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"If it really comes down to a life-or-death situation."

"Of the three of us, the strongest one will step forward to activate all the bloodlines left behind by the Ancestral Dragon."

"Temporarily stepped into the realm of an ancient god of the ultimate path."

"Enough to kill him!"

This is the ultimate foundation of the ancient dragon race.

Borrowing the power of the First Dragon, a brief sublimation was achieved.

but.

Ao Xuan shook his head slightly, his tone restrained.

"And the price?"

"Having temporarily entered the extreme path, neither the physical body nor the true spirit can withstand that immense power."