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

Elder Bai Ku is going crazy.

He had just woken up and was planning to come out and show off.

As a result, he kicked the iron plate of the Wuji Peak with one slap.

Isn't this just disgracing our ancestors?!

Bai Potian trembled all over and knelt down with a thud.

"Ancestor... I... I don't know..."

"It's Sanskrit chanting..."

"They were brought back by the Brahma Sound..."

Sanskrit?

Bai Ku was stunned.

The traitor who was stripped of his status as the head of the main branch?

She actually managed to persuade a giant at the peak of the Wuji realm to come?

What a load of crap!

That's the peak of the Wuji realm.

That's the first person below the other shore!

It is an existence powerful enough to roam freely in the Hongmeng Realm!

In other people's eyes, my two early-stage Wuji levels are probably not even worth mentioning as large ants.

"It's over..."

Elder Bai Mie clutched his shattered half of his body, his eyes dim.

"It's all over."

but.

Just when everyone was in despair.

A sudden glint of desperate madness flashed in Elder Bai Ku's eyes.

"etc!"

"So what if it's at the peak of the Limitless Realm?!"

He grabbed at the last straw like a drowning man, and roared hoarsely.

"We still have the Supreme Elder!"

"Elder Bai Juekong is not only a true mid-stage Wuji cultivator, but he also possesses our clan's sacred artifact, which has been passed down for countless eons!"

"That's a primordial artifact! It contains forbidden power that transcends the current dimension!"

"As long as the Supreme Elder emerges from seclusion and fully restores the power of the Desolate Artifact, combined with the inherent geographical advantages of my Taibai Gengjin Divine Mountain..."

The blood vessels in Bai Ku's eyes seemed to be burning.

"Even if the opponent is truly at the peak of the Limitless Realm, they might still have a fighting chance!"

Bai Ku's words rekindled a faint glimmer of hope in the hearts of those in the hall.

Correct.

Wild Artifacts!

That was the White Tiger Clan's absolute trump card, which made them proud of the Primordial Chaos Realm and even other peak-level giants of the Limitless Realm dared not provoke them easily!

It was as if it were a response to Bai Ku's expectations.

Rumble—!

Deep within the Taibai Gengjin Divine Mountain lies the ancient divine tomb that has been sealed for countless eras.

Suddenly, it began to shake violently.

A terrifying pressure, surpassing even the initial stage of the Limitless Realm, burst through the seal of the Divine Tomb like an awakened ancient beast.

Go straight into the sky.

The entire westernmost region of the Hongmeng Realm trembled under this oppressive force.

Limitless Realm, Mid-Stage!

Supreme Elder, Bai Juekong.

We've cleared customs.

"Who are you, daring to assume that my White Tiger clan has no one to rely on?!"

A roar filled with boundless rage echoed from the depths of the divine tomb.

The sound waves transformed into a tangible, murderous aura of Geng metal, tearing countless dark cracks into the surrounding space.

Followed by.

A majestic and domineering figure, enveloped in dazzling platinum light, stepped out from the void.

White void.

He wasn't as withered and thin as Bai Ku.

His physical body was in peak condition, with every inch of his muscle containing earth-shattering power.

He hovered in mid-air, like a god who reigned supreme over battles.

It coldly looked down.

"Supreme Elder!"

Bai Ku and Bai Mie were so excited, as if they had seen a savior, that they shouted out.

Bai Potian scrambled out of the temple.

"Elder, save me!"

Bai Juekong ignored them.

His eyes, like an ancient sword formation, were fixed on the young man in a coarse cloth robe outside the mountain gate.

He could sense the unfathomable depth within the other person.

But he did not back down.

He is at the mid-stage of the Wuji realm, wielding a desolate weapon, and on this Taibai Gengjin Divine Mountain, he has an invincible belief.

"Who are you?"

Bai Juekong's voice was icy, carrying a condescending tone.

"Why did you attack our clan's mountain gate without cause?"

"If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me..."

Bai Juekong's voice echoed in the sky above Mount Taibai Gengjin.

Bearing the immense dimensional pressure of a mid-stage Wuji cultivator, the countless White Tiger Clan members below could hardly breathe.

however.

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Supreme Elder!"

A mournful cry suddenly rang out from in front of the White Tiger Temple.

This directly interrupted Bai Juekong's questioning.

The eldest elder, Bai Chong, scrambled out of the room.

His old face was filled with grief and indignation, and a few turbid tears squeezed out of his cloudy eyes.

"The Supreme Elder is truly wise!"

"This person is going too far!"

The elder's heart was pounding.

He knew very well that the matter of the Buddhist chants could not withstand scrutiny.

If the Supreme Elder finds out about their sordid deeds of stripping the main branch of the family and dividing up the assets back then, they will all be in deep trouble.

Strike first to gain the upper hand.

The water must be stirred up!

They pinned all the blame on this young man who appeared out of nowhere.

The Grand Elder pointed at Su Yu outside the mountain gate, his fingers trembling, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"This person...this person, relying on his superior cultivation, actually dared to attempt to forcibly marry a member of my clan!"

"Our tribe is unwilling to push innocent women into a pit of fire, and we sternly refuse."

"As a result, he became enraged and actually tried to forcibly exterminate my White Tiger clan!"

The elder was in tears.

"Elder, look at Ancestors Bai Ku and Bai Mie! They've both been severely injured by him!"

"This boy is ruthless and his crimes are unforgivable!"

"We beg the Supreme Elder to intervene and kill this brat, thus upholding the divine might of our White Tiger clan!"

A basin of dirty water.

It was splashed perfectly, with complete confidence.

midair.

Bai Juekong frowned slightly.

He had just emerged from seclusion and was unaware of what was happening within his clan.

but.

He heeded the elder's words.

Forced marriage to a member of the clan?

Forced extermination of the entire clan?

This is no longer a simple provocation; it's throwing the face of the Primordial Geng Metal White Tiger Clan to the ground and trampling it madly.

Bai Juekong turned his head and looked at Su Yu with icy eyes.

He did not delve into the truth or falsehood of the elder's words.

There's no need to delve into it further.

In the Hongmeng Realm, the principle of might always prevails.

Regardless of their purpose in coming, shattering the mountain-protecting formation and severely injuring two early-stage Wuji ancestors is a capital offense.

"Forcibly marrying someone from my tribe?"

Bai Juekong's voice carried a sense of superior judgment.

"How dare you!"

He looked down at Su Yu from his elevated position.

"Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, you are quite a prodigy to have achieved such a level of cultivation."

"I'll give you a chance."

"Kneel down."

"Obey me and submit to my soul-searching calculations, and hand over your inheritance and secrets."

"I might consider sparing your life."

arrogant.

An arrogance that runs deep in the bones of a hegemonic power.

Outside the mountain gate.

Su Yu, dressed in a coarse cloth robe, stood quietly in place.

Hearing the Grand Elder's accusations and Bai Juekong's judgment.

He was not angry.

There was not even a rebuttal.

just.

silent.

Forced marriage?

A strange glint flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

He pondered those two words in his heart.

The logic seems a bit off.

He turned his head slightly to the side.

His gaze passed over her shoulder and landed on Fan Yin, who was standing behind him.

A simple white dress.

Her figure is slender and graceful, with curves so perfect that she resembles the most exquisite work of art in the world.

That aloof and stunningly beautiful face originally carried an air of haughtiness that kept people at a distance.

As the Holy Maiden of the Primordial Demon Sect, she has always been an unapproachable, icy goddess who is wildly admired by countless geniuses and prodigies.

but.

The moment their eyes met Su Yu's.

Fan Yin's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

In those clear, cold eyes, the ice and snow melted away.

Instead, there was an undisguised burning passion and submissiveness.

Because of the control of the Heavenly Demon Seed, and also because of Su Yu's invincible posture just now, shattering the ultimate killing formation with one punch and blasting away two Wuji Ancestors with another.