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

Those pure black eyes stared coldly at Su Yu.

There was not a trace of emotion.

She slowly raised her right hand.

Five fingers forming a claw.

At his fingertips, the primordial demonic energy and the Geng metal law swirled around him.

This claw.

There are no fancy moves, only the purest and most deadly killing instinct.

There is no way to avoid it.

Unstoppable.

Su Yu didn't even have time to raise his arm to block.

laugh!

A sickeningly loud sound of flesh being torn apart rang out clearly in the silent arena.

The Brahma's claws directly broke through Su Yu's defenses.

That supreme physical body, nurtured by the three great divine kingdoms, is comparable to the peak of the realm.

Before the half-step Hongmeng after the fall from grace.

Like fragile cloth.

It was torn apart in an instant.

Five sharp fingernails pierced deeply into Su Yu's left chest.

It pierced through flesh and blood.

It got stuck between the hard bones.

Fresh blood gushed out like a spring, staining Fan Yin's long, frosty white hair red.

excruciating pain.

The excruciating pain that penetrated deep into his soul instantly swept over Su Yu's entire body.

but.

Su Yu didn't utter a single muffled groan.

His deep eyes calmly gazed at the chanting that was so close at hand.

It's now!

Su Yu endured the excruciating pain in his chest.

He squeezed out the last trace of demonic essence that remained in his body without reservation.

Following the chanting of Sanskrit, he pierced his own chest with his five fingers.

Go against the current!

laugh.

A wisp of darkness, deeper than the night itself, pierced directly into the fingertips of the Brahma Voice, following the mingling of blood.

There was no resistance.

Because all the power of the Sanskrit chant is concentrated on external killing.

The inner spirit is an empty city, completely undefended.

The demonic seed, advancing unimpeded!

In an instant, it traversed the distance of the meridians and took deep root in the chaotic true spirit of the Brahma Sound.

Take root, spread.

The Heavenly Demon's underlying logic began to abnormally alter and suppress that frenzied killing instinct.

It's planted!

A glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

but.

The crisis is not over.

The Seed of the Demon God takes time to take effect.

Especially when facing a berserk True Spirit at the half-step Hongmeng level, it takes at least a breath to alter cognition and suppress instincts.

And in a breath.

For a battle of this magnitude, it's enough to die a thousand times over.

Splash!

Fan Yin expressionlessly withdrew the claw that was embedded in Su Yu's chest.

It brought up a large amount of flesh and blood.

Su Yu's body lost its support and slid helplessly down the array's light barrier, kneeling on the ground.

Fresh blood dripped continuously from the corner of his mouth.

My physical strength is completely exhausted.

And the next second.

The Brahma voice raised its right hand again.

In his pure black eyes, the desire to kill remained undiminished.

Unending.

All they know is killing.

This time.

Her target was Su Yu's head.

The Geng Metal Law at the fingertips emitted a heart-pounding hum.

As soon as this claw lands.

Su Yu's head would be crushed instantly, like a watermelon.

The true spirit will also be completely annihilated.

offstage.

All the monks held their breath.

His eyes were wide open.

"it's over……"

Qinglin closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear watching the bloody scene that followed.

Deep within the Hall of Transmission of Merit.

"not good!"

Elder Mo Yuan's expression changed drastically.

He no longer cared about rules.

His cultivation at the peak of the Primordial Chaos Realm erupted with a thunderous roar.

He ripped his hands forward with a sudden, forceful tug.

scoff!

He forcefully tore a crack in the seemingly indestructible spatial barrier.

He took a step forward, ready to descend directly onto the arena and block this fatal blow.

but.

The distance is too far.

Even for those at the Primordial Chaos Realm, traversing space still requires time.

And the claws of the Brahma Sound have already fallen!

With terrifying power capable of tearing through dimensions, it headed straight for Su Yu's brow.

The shadow of death completely enveloped Su Yu.

Su Yu knelt on the ground.

He tilted his head back slightly.

He watched as the deadly claws rapidly magnified in his line of sight.

He did not close his eyes.

His deep eyes held a wealth of experience and composure.

Time, at this moment.

It seemed to slow down considerably.

One-thousandth of a breath.

One in ten thousand chance.

Just as those sharp nails touched the skin between Su Yu's eyebrows, even cutting a thin line of blood, the moment they touched the skin between his eyebrows.

Just as Elder Mo Yuan's foot stepped out of the void rift...

Just when everyone in the audience thought that this peerless genius of the Abyss Dragon Clan was about to perish.

It came to an abrupt halt.

The claws of Sanskrit.

Without any warning, it hovered in mid-air.

It was less than half an inch away from Su Yu's brow.

A sharp gust of wind blew the stray hairs on Su Yu's forehead.

But that deadly killing intent vanished without a trace, like the receding tide.

Quiet.

The entire Chuan Gong Hall Square.

It fell into an eerily silent stillness.

Everyone remained stunned, staring blankly at the scene unfolding on the ring.

What happened?

Why did it stop?

midair.

Elder Mo Yuan, who had just stepped out of the void rift, also froze in place.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on the sound of the Brahma.

His face was full of disbelief.

"How is that possible..."

Mo Yuan gasped inwardly.

A person in a demonic state can never voluntarily stop attacking!

Unless the target is completely dead.

Otherwise, that killing instinct will drive the host until the last bit of strength is exhausted.

But now.

The chanting actually stopped?

On the arena.

Fan Yin stood quietly in front of Su Yu.

There was still no reason in her pure black eyes.

but.

That violent killing intent was suppressed deep within the true spirit by a more profound and domineering force.

Seed of the Heavenly Demon.

It took effect.

At the last moment, the Heavenly Demon Command, at the peak level of the Town Realm, successfully took over this body that was half-step into the Primordial Chaos Realm.

The raging, overwhelming pressure from the half-step Primordial Chaos stage paused at this moment.

The pure killing intent that once resided in Fan Yin's pure black eyes seemed to have been severed by an invisible giant hand.

Su Yu knelt on the ground.

Blood was still seeping from the hole in his chest, and waves of excruciating pain assaulted his nerves.

But his deep eyes revealed a calmness that allowed him to control everything.

"receive."

In his heart, Su Yu issued the first and most crucial command through the Heavenly Demon Seed.

The instructions were secretive and domineering.

It instantly severed the violent fusion between the Primordial Demonic Origin and the Primordial Gengjin Bloodline within Fan Yin's body.

hum.

Fan Yin's body trembled slightly.

A look of utter bewilderment and emptiness flashed in those pure black eyes.

Followed by.

Her wildly dancing, frosty white hair, at a speed visible to the naked eye, began to fade back to a deep, inky black.

The eerie dark purple demonic markings on his face, like receding tides, quickly retreated deep into the space between his brows.

The terrifying pressure of a half-step into the Primordial Chaos realm.

Like a punctured ball, it deflated completely in an instant.

The demonic state was forcibly dispelled.

With a flick of her eyelids, Fan Yin lost all her strength and collapsed forward like a light, falling leaf.

boom.

She collapsed onto the cold obsidian floor of the arena.