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

Like an ordinary person who has wandered into the wrong place.

Chi Yan sat in place.

He did not get up.

The divine sense of someone at the early stage of the Primordial Realm was like an invisible net, instantly enveloping the person who entered.

To investigate.

A breath later.

A look of surprise flashed in Chi Yan's eyes.

The Heavenly Realm?

Moreover, the bloodline energy is mixed.

A hybrid of the Abyss Dragon Clan?

The contents of the jade slip flashed through Chi Yan's mind in an instant.

A descendant of Mo Yuan.

Long Yu.

This kid actually came?

Moreover, they just swaggered into the heavily guarded city lord's mansion.

Have they entered their secluded retreat?

Su Yu stopped in his tracks.

Standing a few dozen feet away from the Crimson Nightmare.

His deep eyes calmly gazed at this powerful demonic cultivator in the early stage of the Primordial Realm.

"You are Chi Yan?"

Su Yu spoke up.

The voice was calm and still, devoid of anger or hatred.

"then."

"Someone who harmed Mo Yuan?"

Inside the main hall.

A brief silence fell.

Chi Yan looked at Su Yu.

Looking at this mixed-race person who only had the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm but spoke to him in an interrogative tone.

He was silent.

It's not because of fear.

Rather, it was because he felt the whole thing was utterly absurd.

"How did you get in?"

Chi Yan didn't answer Su Yu's question, but instead asked a question in return.

Outside the city lord's mansion, there is a deadly killing formation.

There are tens of thousands of Blood Seal Guards.

Even if someone at the Heavenly Realm has immense abilities, it's impossible for them to break in silently.

"They came in."

Su Yu's answer remained indifferent.

Chi Yan looked at him.

Suddenly I laughed.

Laughter echoed through the empty hall.

It conveys a sense of condescending pity and mockery.

"They came in."

Chi Yan shook his head.

"It seems that Yin Wuji, that good-for-nothing, has neglected his duties."

He naturally assumed that the guards outside had made a mistake, allowing this reckless kid to sneak in.

Chi Yan slowly stood up.

A dark red robe fluttered without wind.

The pressure from the early stage of the Primordial Realm was like a tangible mountain, crashing down on Su Yu.

"Was that old bastard Mo Yuan senile before he died?"

Chi Yan looked down at Su Yu from his high position.

"I'm passing on my mantle to a good-for-nothing like you."

"You think you can come looking for revenge?"

"A Heavenly Transformation Realm expert."

"An ant that can't even withstand my oppressive aura."

"Who gave you the audacity to stand before this old man and question me?"

confidence.

Absolute self-confidence.

In Chi Yan's eyes, the boy in front of him was nothing more than a fool who was blinded by hatred and didn't know his own limitations.

Just kidding.

Su Yu stood still.

He allowed the overwhelming pressure of the Primordial Chaos Realm, powerful enough to crush even those at the Town Realm level, to fall upon him.

He wore a coarse cloth long gown without a single wrinkle.

He looked at Chi Yan.

There was no anger at being mocked in his eyes.

There is only one kind of indifference: the cold indifference one shows to a dead person.

"Are you done talking?"

Su Yu calmly uttered four words.

His tone conveyed a suffocating restraint.

"What I have to say."

"You can set off now."

Inside the main hall.

The mockery on Chi Yan's face froze completely the moment he heard Su Yu's four words.

Instead, there was extreme gloom and brutality.

"Arrogant."

Chi Yan's voice was like a cold wind blowing from the deepest hell.

"A mere ant in the Heavenly Transformation Realm dares to spout nonsense in front of me."

"Since you're in such a hurry to see that old good-for-nothing Mo Yuan."

"I will grant your wish!"

boom!

His cultivation at the early stage of the Primordial Realm erupted without reservation at this moment.

Chi Yan did not underestimate his opponent.

When a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength.

This is the fundamental principle by which demonic cultivators have survived to this day.

He slowly raised his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, a ball of extremely viscous, dark red blood light suddenly burst forth.

"Burning Heaven Blood Calamity"!

This is his original method of killing and destruction.

The crimson light instantly transformed into a churning sea of ​​blood, carrying terrifying laws that corroded true spirits and dissolved all things, sweeping towards Su Yu in an overwhelming manner.

Wherever the sea of ​​blood passed, the seemingly indestructible obsidian floor of the main hall melted away like ice and snow.

The space was completely locked.

There is no way to avoid it.

Faced with this devastating blow.

Su Yu stood still.

A coarse cloth robe fluttered in the raging wind stirred up by the sea of ​​blood.

His deep eyes were calm and undisturbed.

Only a faint, cold flame flickered.

They didn't dodge.

There's no need to hide.

in vivo.

Qi and blood, in a way that defies the natural order of life, suddenly flowed backward.

Extreme killing and forbidden techniques.

Star Abyss Extreme Dao Body!

Click.

The bones inside Su Yu's body emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

At this moment, the physical mass of the peak of the fourth level of the town was forcibly increased several times!

power.

It instantly pierced through the dimensional barrier.

It reached a terrifying state that even those in the early stages of the Primordial Realm could not comprehend.

Su Yu slowly raised his right fist.

Facing that overwhelming sea of ​​blood.

A punch was thrown.

boom! ! !

There was no earth-shattering collision of laws.

There was no dazzling light and shadow.

There is only a transparent fist pillar that is visible to the naked eye and is formed by the compression of pure physical kinetic energy.

In an instant, it penetrated the entire hall.

That primordial sea of ​​blood, powerful enough to melt stars, touched the fist pillar the instant it did so.

Like a fragile soap bubble.

It collapses at the slightest touch.

It crumbled inch by inch.

It transformed into countless crimson specks of light, dissipating into the void.

"What?!"

The Crimson Nightmare's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.

That arrogance and cruelty were utterly crushed in a fraction of a breath.

Instead, there was unprecedented horror!

"That's impossible!"

The Crimson Nightmare roared in his heart.

This pure physical pressure actually made his early-stage Primordial Realm cultivator feel a chill in his true spirit!

He wanted to quit.

I want to activate the defensive artifacts.

but.

Too late.

The fist continued its momentum, instantly traversing the distance in space.

It struck Chi Yan solidly.

boom!

On Chi Yan's body was a top-grade Dao artifact inner armor that was powerful enough to withstand an attack from a mid-stage Hongmeng Realm cultivator.

He couldn't even hold on for half a breath.

It shattered with a crash.

The remaining physical kinetic energy struck his chest without reservation.

puff!

A chilling sound of bones cracking rang out.

A large section of Chi Yan's chest caved in instantly, and blood gushed out as if it were free.

His body was like a meteorite that had been struck and sent flying.

It flew backwards.

It smashed violently through the thick walls of the Blood Demon Palace.

It flew for tens of thousands of feet.

It crashed into the plaza inside the Demon City.

It smashed a bottomless crater into the solid square.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The entire Bloodstained Demon City.

After the loud bang, utter silence fell.

Countless demonic cultivators raised their heads, looking in terror toward the inner city.

but.

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to step forward and watch the spectacle.

There was silence.

Because the residual physical force emanating from the giant crater far exceeded their maximum tolerance!

Even if you get within a hundred feet, you will be instantly crushed into mincemeat by the aftershock.

dare not move.

Even breathing was suppressed to the extreme.

Bottom of the giant pit.

The air was thick with the smoke of gunpowder.

Chi Yan lay in the ruins, covered in blood.

His limbs were completely twisted, his meridians were broken, and his true spirit was extremely dim.

Disabled.

Completely disabled.

His proud Hongmeng Realm cultivation was as fragile as paper in the face of that punch.