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

at the same time.

Abyss Realm.

Blackrock City.

The sky, which had been shrouded in dense, chaotic demonic energy year-round, was now completely torn apart.

It is not a tear in the physical sense.

Rather, it is the terrifying fault line formed by the forced crushing and alteration of the underlying rules of the dimension.

boom.

A dull, loud bang.

The "Black Rock Death Formation," which guards the core of the Black Rock Clan, has finally reached its limit.

The dark golden array light screen, riddled with cracks, shattered like fragile glass into countless points of light, disappearing into nothingness.

below.

Millions of Blackrock warriors were completely exposed to that suffocating dimensional pressure.

No one screamed.

No one ran away.

Because under that immense pressure, even moving a finger was a luxury.

The city center.

Hei Xuan, the supreme commander of the Black Rock Tribe, knelt on one knee amidst the ruins.

He vomited large amounts of black blood, his sternum collapsed extensively, and the origin of his peak-level power was on the verge of collapse.

Beside him, his only daughter, Hei Yin, was deathly pale, her hands trembling as she tried to support her father, but her own breathing was also erratic.

"Father..." Hei Yin's voice was hoarse.

Hei Xuan waved his hand slightly, signaling her not to speak.

He raised his head, his deep gaze fixed on the sky.

His expression remained calm, but deep within that calmness lay an undisguised sense of powerlessness and despair.

too fast.

The enemy's counterattack was too sudden and too decisive.

In the previous battle, the combined forces of the Bloodscale Tribe and the Bone Spike Tribe suffered a crushing defeat, and Hei Xuan had assumed that the enemy would retreat and recuperate.

But he never expected that the remaining high-ranking members of these two major factions would directly sacrifice the bloodlines of millions of their clansmen to forcibly open the passage to the ancestral land.

They did not summon the battle spirit.

Instead, it directly awakened the true ancestors who were sleeping in the deepest part of the ancestral land!

Two ancient beings who have been tempered by countless eras.

The Other Shore Realm, Mid-Stage!

The Black Rock Tribe had no time to react, let alone open their ancestral land to awaken their ancestors.

The defense line collapsed instantly.

Even a battle spirit at its peak of power was easily torn apart by its opponent, as if it were made of paper.

The gap between the Wuji and the middle stage of the Other Shore is an insurmountable dimensional chasm.

Above the sky.

Two figures stood silently in the void, looking down at the ruins of Blackrock City.

On the left, a man draped in a blood-red robe was surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood that seemed capable of devouring true spirits.

Bloodscale Tribe's Ancient Ancestor, Blood Sovereign.

On the right, a gaunt figure, composed entirely of pale, skeletal bones, held a bone staff that exuded an aura of extreme death.

The ancient ancestor of the Bone Spur Department, the Bone Venerable.

The mid-stage rules emanating from the two individuals caused even the underlying laws of the Abyss Realm to submit and become distorted.

"Black Xuan".

The Blood Lord spoke.

His voice wasn't loud, but it resonated deep within the souls of every Blackrock tribesman, causing their very essence to tremble violently.

"Is this the limit for your Black Rock Tribe?"

A cold and mocking light flashed in Blood Lord's eyes.

"I slept for three eras and was awakened by a blood sacrifice from my descendants. I thought I would encounter some formidable opponent."

"In the end, that's all the pathetic struggle they put in."

"He doesn't even deserve to let me warm up."

Hei Xuan remained silent.

He slowly stood up, shielding Hei Yin behind him.

As a commander, he would never bow his head, even in death.

"Where are the others?"

The Bone Venerable tapped his bone staff lightly in the void, producing a grating sound like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing together.

"That guy named Long Yu."

Upon hearing the name, Hei Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, but his expression remained calm and composed.

Long Yu.

Su Yu's alias in the Abyss Realm.

"My juniors told me," the green ghostly flames flickering in the Bone Lord's eye sockets, "that a mere guest elder of your Black Rock Tribe, a mere young genius, actually annihilated a peak-level Battle Soul from both of our tribes?"

"Did he even turn the tide of the battle single-handedly?"

"That's outrageous."

The Bone Lord's voice was filled with undisguised killing intent.

Where is he now?

"Tell him to come out."

"Let me see what kind of three-headed, six-armed monster he is, daring to slaughter the elite of my Bone Spur Tribe."

The pressure from the sky increased once again.

The space around Hei Xuan began to shatter inch by inch, and sharp dimensional fragments cut bloody marks on his skin.

But Hei Xuan simply stood upright.

He thought of Long Yu.

That young man with deep eyes and a calm and restrained demeanor once saved the entire Black Rock tribe in its most perilous moment, in an unreasonable manner.

After entering the Primordial Forbidden Land and absorbing the Primordial Qi, Long Yu left the Abyss Realm to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough.

A complex emotion welled up in Hei Xuan's heart.

He felt guilty because he felt that the Black Rock Tribe had failed to kill the remnants of the Blood Scale Tribe and the Bone Spike Tribe, giving them the opportunity to awaken their ancient ancestors through blood sacrifice, thus betraying the great situation that Long Yu had previously created for the tribe.

But more than anything, I feel fortunate.

He was glad that Long Yu wasn't there.

Long Yu is an unparalleled prodigy; his physical body is so powerful that it can even transcend realms, unleashing combat power at the early stage of the Other Shore realm.

but.

The early stage of the Other Shore and the middle stage of the Other Shore are two completely different concepts.

In the face of two ancient ancestors at the mid-stage of the Other Shore realm, Long Yu's pride in his physical mass was utterly meaningless.

Staying means certain death.

"Long Yu is not here."

Hei Xuan finally spoke, his tone calm and restrained.

"He has already left the Abyss Realm."

"Kill or torture us, it's all up to you. We accept the defeat of the Black Rock Tribe. But don't expect us to betray our benefactor."

Upon hearing this, Blood Lord smiled.

The laughter was filled with contempt and disdain.

"You left?"

"I think it was so scared that it ran away with its tail between its legs."

Blood Lord took a step forward, and the sea of ​​blood behind him churned violently.

"You people of the Black Rock Tribe are truly pathetic."

"Placing the hopes of the entire clan on an outsider, on a so-called young genius."

"Do you really think he can save you?"

Blood Lord looked down at Black Xuan with eyes as if he were looking at a pitiful ant.

"Do you think I care whether he's there or not?"

"My juniors were terrified of him, saying that his physical body was unparalleled and his combat power was comparable to that of the early stage of the Other Shore realm."

"But in my eyes, the early stage of the Other Shore is nothing more than a slightly sturdier insect."

Blood Lord slowly raised his right hand.

A drop of dark red true blood condensed at his fingertips.

That drop of blood contained a destructive rule powerful enough to instantly annihilate a peak-level cultivator from the Other Shore realm.

"Hei Xuan, you know nothing about the power of the mid-stage Other Shore Realm."

"Even if Long Yu didn't run away."

Even if he were standing right here.

The Blood Lord's voice was filled with an unshakeable arrogance.

"What can we do?"

"Can he withstand the rules of this ancestor? Can he withstand the wrath of a mid-stage cultivator from the Other Shore?"

"I could crush him into mincemeat with a single finger!"

The Bone Lord also let out a chilling sneer.

"A genius who hasn't yet reached his full potential is ultimately just a waste."