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

at the same time.

Outside the majestic mountain gate of the Primordial Demon Sect.

Dark clouds loomed over the city.

A terrifying pressure belonging to the early stage of the Primordial Realm, like a tangible dark golden tsunami, completely sealed off the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

Three dark golden figures stood suspended in mid-air.

Looking down from their vantage point, they surveyed the protective array of the Primordial Demon Sect.

Leading the group was an elderly man with white hair and beard, clad in dark gold armor.

Golden Dome.

An elder of the Dark Gold Suanni clan, a powerful being in the early stage of the Primordial Realm.

Two middle-aged, burly men followed beside him.

Jin Yan, Jin Feng.

They are all pure-blooded ancient species at the peak of the Town Realm.

The three of them blocked the main gate of the Shimo Sect, acting arrogantly.

All around, countless wandering cultivators and members of affiliated sects kept their distance, remaining silent as if trembling with fear.

"Elder."

Jin Yan glanced at the still-silent gate of the Beginning Demon Sect.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"We've been stuck here for half an hour."

"The Primordial Demon Sect doesn't even have a core elder who comes out to speak."

"It seems they also know that the mixed-blood Long Yu went too far and was in the wrong from the start."

Jin Yan felt exceptionally good.

To be able to shut down the mighty Shimo Sect and keep them inside is something that can be boasted about for thousands of years in the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Abyss.

"That's natural."

Jin Qiong stood with his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant.

"Young Master Jin Li is the eldest son of our clan leader and possesses the bloodline of his ancestors."

"He died during the outer sect selection of their Demonic Sect. This debt must be settled, even if it goes all the way to their sect leader!"

"If the Demonic Sect dares to protect that bastard."

"That means they're deliberately trying to start a war against my Dark Gold Suanni clan!"

Jin Qiong's voice, mixed with the laws of the Primordial Realm, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

however.

Jin Feng, standing on the other side, frowned slightly.

A hint of unease flashed across his rugged face.

"Elder."

Jin Feng lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of deliberation.

"I just secretly gathered some information from inside."

"I heard..."

"That Yuanlong clan hybrid named Long Yu not only received Elder Mo Yuan's Primordial Inheritance."

"Furthermore, in previous combat, he even defeated the Holy Maiden, Brahma!"

Jin Feng swallowed hard.

"The Holy Maiden is at the peak of the Zhenyu realm, and she possesses the Primordial Demon Body, just one step away from the Hongmeng realm."

Even the Holy Maiden was defeated by him.

"Are we... afraid we can't win?"

Jin Feng's concerns are not without merit.

A monster capable of defeating a saintess cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

Upon hearing this...

Jin Qiong turned his head and looked at Jin Feng.

A hint of contemptuous mockery flashed in his murky eyes.

"Can't beat them?"

Jin Qiong sneered.

"Jin Feng, have you been stuck in the Town Realm for too long? Has your brain rusted from being stuck there?"

"The inheritance of Hongmeng?"

You're overthinking it.

Jin Qiong calmly extended one finger and began to analyze the situation logically and systematically.

"Is the inheritance of the Primordial Chaos Realm so easy to digest?"

"Even if that old bastard Mo Yuan really did impart all his cultivation to him."

"He's a mixed-race person, can his meridians and true spirit withstand it?"

"This is equivalent to a three-year-old child suddenly receiving a massive iron hammer weighing tens of thousands of kilograms."

"Can he lift it?"

"Can he even swing it?"

"How much of his strength can he unleash?"

Jin Qiong's analysis was flawless.

"not to mention."

The contempt in Jin Qiong's eyes deepened.

"I know that old bastard Mo Yuan's background all too well."

"His divine kingdom is the Everlasting Divine Kingdom of Green Wood."

"Wood attribute, purely for support and healing!"

"It has absolutely no killing power!"

"Even if that mixed-blood really does forcibly seize control of the divine kingdom, what can a harmless tortoise shell do to me?"

Jin Qiong withdrew his fingers and stood with his hands behind his back.

"As a true early stage cultivator of the Primordial Chaos, I possess the ultimate Geng Metal Destruction Law."

"Killing him would be a one-sided crushing defeat!"

Jin Feng listened.

My anxiety subsided a little.

But I still have some hesitation.

"But... it's absolutely true that he defeated the Holy Maiden."

"I heard that the Holy Maiden even used her true form as the White Tiger, and in the end she fell into demonic possession, but she still couldn't kill him."

"I have a feeling that kid might be a hidden killing machine!"

"A god of death?"

Jin Qiong seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

He turned around and looked directly at Jin Feng.

His eyes conveyed a condescending, lecturing tone.

"Jin Feng, you simply don't understand how vast the gap is between Hongmeng and Zhenyu."

"That's an insurmountable barrier!"

"If the Holy Maiden were to fight me, even with her Primordial Demonic Body fully activated, I could crush her with a single hand!"

Jin Qiong's voice was calm and extremely confident.

"As for that kid defeating the Holy Maiden?"

"I already found out."

"That kid only managed to go toe-to-toe with the Holy Maiden because of his thick skin and tough flesh. In the end, the Holy Maiden forcibly fell into demonic possession, suffered a backlash from her bloodline, and fainted!"

"He just got lucky and stumbled upon a bargain."

"How powerful could a piece of trash who was almost killed by the Saintess's demonic possession be?"

Jin Qiong snorted coldly.

"If he can rival the Primordial Chaos realm, then my cultivation at the early Primordial Chaos stage is completely wasted!"

"What if he's a god of death?"

Jin Qiong's lips curled into a disdainful smile.

"If he's a god of death, I'll change my surname to Dragon right here and now!"

It was a resounding statement.

Jin Yan nodded repeatedly from the side.

"The elder is right."

"A mixed-race person's potential is limited."

"In the face of the suppression of realm, any fancy tricks are just paper tigers."

The three of them stood in mid-air.

Calm and composed.

They await the final answer from the Primordial Demon Sect.

The Beginning Demon Sect.

Inside the majestic mountain gate.

Su Yu wore a gray-black coarse cloth long shirt and walked with a slow pace.

Following the wide obsidian staircase, we walked step by step toward the exit of the sect's protective formation.

There was no murderous intent.

There was no fluctuation of magical power.

He was like an ordinary disciple preparing to go out on an errand.

Just when he was still a hundred feet away from the array's light barrier.

hum.

Without warning, a violent ripple spread across the void ahead.

A gaunt figure slowly emerged from the void, blocking Su Yu's path.

A grey robe.

His face was withered, and his eyes were like two bottomless ancient wells.

Elder Xuanku.

One of the powerful elders of the Initiation Demon Sect's inner sect.

Cultivation level: Peak of the Primordial Realm.

He stood there without making any movement, but the heavy pressure belonging to the peak of the Primordial Chaos Realm made the surrounding space freeze.

Su Yu stopped in his tracks.

Looking at the old man in front of me.

His deep eyes were calm and undisturbed.

"Long Yu".

Elder Xuanku spoke.

His voice was hoarse, yet it conveyed a sense of composure and restraint that came with the passage of time.

"No."

He looked at Su Yu, his tone devoid of the reprimand of an elder to a junior, but rather one of weighing the pros and cons.

"careful."

Elder Xuanku shook his head slightly.

"Those three outside are members of the Dark Gold Suanni clan."

"The sect does not want to have a direct conflict with the Dark Gold Suanni."

"It's not that we can't beat them."

"It's for you, a disciple who has just received the inheritance and hasn't even stepped into the Hongmeng Realm, to fight to the death against an ancient remnant with a Hunyuan Realm ancestor in charge."

"It's not worth it."

Practical considerations.

Even if Su Yu displayed unparalleled talent, even if he inherited Mo Yuan's mantle.