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

He fell into a deep coma.

And Su Yu.

As the chanting of Sanskrit faded away.

The darkness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of shock and extreme weakness, as if he had survived a catastrophe.

When acting, you have to act to the extreme.

The existence of the Heavenly Demon Seed must never be revealed.

A half-blood at the peak of the Heavenly Realm forcibly controlled the fallen saintess using bizarre methods.

Once this gets out, not only the Primordial Demon Sect, but all the old monsters of the Primordial Realm in the entire Myriad Spirits Demon Abyss will come out in droves to dissect and study him.

and so.

This must have been an "accident".

An unexpected incident occurred where the saintess collapsed due to exhaustion and suffered a backlash, while I miraculously survived.

"Huff... huff..."

Su Yu was panting heavily.

He covered the bloody hole in his chest with one hand, his body swayed violently, and then he collapsed weakly to the ground.

His face was as pale as paper.

His whole body was soaked in sweat and blood.

He looked utterly pathetic, as if he were about to die at any moment.

Quiet.

The entire Chuan Gong Hall Square.

A deathly silence.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators stared blankly at the dramatic scene unfolding on the arena.

The brain has completely lost the ability to think.

ended?

Just moments ago, it was a half-step Hongmeng that was capable of destroying the heavens and earth and tearing everything apart.

He suddenly fainted?

"What...what happened?"

A pure-blooded demon cultivator at the Origin Realm swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"The Holy Maiden...why has she collapsed?"

"Backlash!"

At the front of the crowd, an elderly man at the Cave Heaven Realm took a deep breath, his eyes filled with shock.

"The state of demonic possession is a forbidden method that forcibly overdraws one's potential and true spirit!"

"Although the Holy Maiden possesses unparalleled talent, she is ultimately only at the peak of the Zhenyu realm. Forcibly bearing the power of a half-step Hongmeng cultivator is simply too much for her body and spirit to handle!"

"Including the fierce battle with Long Yu before, the consumption was huge."

"This is because he was completely exhausted before the final blow landed, and suffered a backlash from his bloodline!"

This explanation is reasonable.

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Then.

All eyes were focused on the half-dragon boy who was slumped in a pool of blood.

His eyes were filled with indescribable awe and... absurdity.

"Doesn't that mean...?"

"Long Yu... won?!"

A mixed-race person.

They held on despite the relentless bombardment from the peak Saintess of the town.

Even after the Holy Maiden fell into demonic possession and unleashed her half-step Primordial Chaos power, she managed to hold on.

They actually managed to wear down the saintess to the point of her fainting from the backlash!

"What kind of insane luck and physical strength is this?!"

"Monster! This kid is definitely a monster!"

"He actually survived the attack of the fallen saintess!"

Suppressed gasps erupted from the crowd.

Qinglin stood in front of the fence.

His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

She was gasping for breath, feeling as if her heart had stopped beating.

"Boss..."

Qinglin looked at Su Yu on the arena, her vertical pupils glistening with tears.

"Your life is just too tough!"

"Even a half-step Primordial Chaos cultivator couldn't crush you. From now on, you'll be able to roam freely in this Myriad Spirits Demon Abyss!"

midair.

Elder Mo Yuan had just torn through space and stepped out of the void rift with one foot.

At this moment, they were frozen in place.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on the unconscious Fan Yin on the arena and Su Yu, who was slumped on the ground.

A look of extreme astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"The fall into demonic possession... has it stopped?"

Mo Yuan took a step forward and landed directly in the center of the arena.

He ignored the noise around him.

In an instant, he appeared beside Fan Yin, his withered fingers gently resting on Fan Yin's wrist.

The divine sense of the peak Hongmeng Realm, like a fine stream of water, silently probed into Fanyin's body.

To investigate.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Mo Yuan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

He realized that the primordial demonic origin and the Gengjin bloodline within Fan Yin's body had been completely quelled.

Although Zhenling was somewhat shaken by the fall into demonic possession, he fell into a self-protective coma.

but.

It did not leave any irreversible damage to the Great Dao!

"How is this possible?"

Mo Yuan felt a storm raging in his heart.

Falling into demonic possession is irreversible.

Once activated, it can never stop on its own unless it exhausts its last bit of power or is forcibly suppressed by external forces.

Moreover, the termination was so gradual and without any aftereffects?

"Could it be...?"

Mo Yuan withdrew his finger, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Is it a mutated self-protection mechanism of the Primordial Demonic Body?"

"When it sensed the physical body was about to collapse at its breaking point, it forcibly cut off the transmission of demonic energy?"

This was the only reasonable explanation he could think of.

After all, the Primordial Demonic Body, a physique that is unique throughout the ages, holds too many unknowns.

"However, this is also a great thing."

Mo Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air calmly.

The shorter the time spent in demonic possession, the less the true spirit is corrupted, and the side effects are almost negligible.

This girl's foundation has been preserved.

Then.

Mo Yuan slowly turned his head.

His gaze fell on Su Yu, who was slumped in a pool of blood not far away.

Su Yu lowered his head slightly and covered his chest.

My breathing is heavy.

He didn't try to please Mo Yuan's gaze, and perfectly portrayed a severely injured and weak low-level cultivator.

Mo Yuan looked at him and fell into a long silence.

This is a half-blooded boy from the Abyss Dragon Clan.

It gave him a huge shock.

His physical body was abnormally strong to the extreme, and his fighting will was as tough as iron.

Even when faced with a fatal blow from a half-step Primordial Realm expert, there was not a trace of collapse or pleading in his eyes.

Even more terrifying.

This kid's luck is simply heaven-defying.

They actually managed to endure until the saintess suffered a backlash and fainted.

"Born with the seed of a demon, blessed with good fortune."

Mo Yuan gave it the highest praise in his heart.

He raised his hand.

A flash of light appeared in his palm.

Two exquisite jade bottles appeared in his hands.

"Nine-Turn Creation Pill".

Mo Yuan's voice was calm and aged.

He flicked his finger.

One of the jade bottles landed steadily in front of Su Yu.

The other one was crushed by him, turning into a pure medicinal power that was directly injected into Fan Yin's body.

"Take it."

Mo Yuan looked at Su Yu.

"Although your physical foundation is profound, the overload caused damage to your core. This pill is enough to restore you to full health within half an hour."

Su Yu raised his head.

A perfectly timed expression of gratitude flashed in his deep eyes.

"Thank you, Elder."

He wasn't being pretentious.

He picked up the jade bottle, poured out a dark golden pill that exuded a rich vitality, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The elixir melts instantly upon entering the mouth.

It transformed into a vast life essence, instantly circulating throughout the body.

The deep, bone-revealing hole in his chest began to sprout granulation tissue at a visible speed, rapidly healing itself.

The shattered bones, nourished by the medicine, were reconnected.

Su Yu closed his eyes, calmly circulating his qi and blood to absorb the medicinal power.

Simultaneously.

His divine sense, however, kept a close watch on the movements of the Heavenly Demon Seed within Fan Yin's body through that faint, unseen connection.

The demonic seed has perfectly gone into hibernation.