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

Nie Changkong nodded slightly.

He glanced at Su Yu, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

"His name is Su Yuan."

"Exceptionally talented."

"The main reason for bringing him out this time is to let him see blood and broaden his horizons."

Upon hearing Nie Changkong's words, the four Martial Kings immediately understood.

Those personally mentored and trained by the vice principal will undoubtedly be the core fighting force of Jingwu in the future.

"Brother Su, when we get there, just follow behind me."

Another King Wu, with a scar on his face, patted his chest and spoke with a bold tone.

"The strongest person in the stronghold is only at the peak of Martial Spirit."

"With the Vice Principal, a Martial Emperor, personally overseeing things, plus the four of us Martial Kings..."

"Enough to suppress any unexpected events!"

"Just consider it a visit!"

Su Yu nodded slightly in greeting to the enthusiastic Martial Kings.

His narrow eyes, disguised by the "Myriad Manifestations Concealment Technique," remained calm and still.

The strongest martial spirit?

His current true combat strength is comparable to that of a Martial Saint.

It seems there's not much of a chance to make a move.

Nie Changkong frowned slightly as he looked at Su Yu's calm demeanor.

I feel like this kid is underestimating the Abyss.

"Su Yuan".

Nie Changkong's voice was exceptionally serious, resounding deep within the cabin.

"Don't underestimate your opponent!"

"Although you are exceptionally gifted, this is your first time truly facing the Abyss Order, facing the aura of the Abyss!"

"Do you know what the most terrifying place in the abyss is?"

Su Yu raised his head and looked at Nie Changkong.

"pollute?"

"That's right! It's pollution!"

A deep sense of apprehension and hatred flashed in Nie Changkong's eyes.

"The combat power of the abyss monster itself may not be much stronger than that of other beasts of the same level."

"But the aura of the abyss they carry is a nightmare for all living beings!"

Nie Changkong stretched out his finger and tapped heavily on the armrest of the chair.

"That kind of pollution doesn't just corrode your physical body!"

"It will further pollute your blood and energy, and even erode your mental strength!"

"Once it comes into contact with pure abyssal energy, it will spread wildly along your meridians like a malignant tumor!"

"Ordinary internal energy can't defend against it at all!"

The four Martial Kings inside the cabin also became extremely solemn upon hearing these words.

They had all suffered this kind of loss on the Abyss Defense Line.

"so."

Nie Changkong stared intently at Su Yu, his tone stern and unquestionable.

"Once the battle breaks out..."

"Never let any abyssal aura touch you!"

"No matter what strange methods the other party uses, no matter how weak their aura seems."

"We must use the most ferocious power to crush it in a single blow from ten meters away!!"

"Did you understand?!"

Su Yu looked at Nie Changkong's expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

A chill ran through me.

I never imagined that the pollution of the abyss would be this dangerous.

Even powerful figures at the Martial Emperor level are wary of it.

"if……"

Su Yu pondered for a moment before asking the most practical question.

"What if you accidentally get it on your hands during battle?"

Upon hearing this question...

The air inside the cabin seemed to drop by more than ten degrees Celsius in an instant.

The King Wu, whose face was scarred, gave a bitter smile.

He suddenly rolled up the sleeve of his left arm.

Su Yu's eyes narrowed.

On the left arm of this King Wu, there was a huge and ugly indented scar!

The flesh there looked as if a large chunk had been gouged out by some sharp weapon, and you could even vaguely see the stark white arm bone!

"If it gets contaminated."

Nie Changkong's voice was chillingly cold.

"Then draw your sword immediately!"

"The flesh and blood tainted by the abyss, skin and all, even the bones."

"Cut it off without hesitation!"

"Even if it means losing an arm or a leg, there must be no hesitation!"

"Otherwise, the pollution will expand indefinitely until it completely transforms you into a mindless, bloodthirsty monster from the abyss!"

Cut the meat!

Broken bone!

This is the most tragic, yet most effective, way for human warriors to save themselves when facing the abyss!

A hint of seriousness flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

He showed no disdain and nodded solemnly.

"I understand, Vice Principal."

Seeing that Su Yu had taken his words to heart, Nie Changkong's cold and hard expression softened slightly, but the gloom in his eyes did not dissipate.

"Su Yuan, the reason I'm emphasizing this to you is because I've seen too many arrogant geniuses die tragically from the corruption of the abyss."

Nie Changkong said in a deep voice, the atmosphere in the cabin was extremely oppressive.

"The terror of the abyss lies not only in its ability to turn people into monsters, but also in its 'absolute suppression' in actual combat!"

"With your talent, you might be invincible against ordinary beasts or human martial artists, or even able to kill those of higher levels."

"But you must never have such thoughts when facing an abyss!"

Nie Changkong held up one finger, his tone unusually heavy.

"Because the abyssal aura has an extremely strong corrosive effect on the human body's blood and vital energy."

"In actual combat, when our attacks hit them, the power of the contamination easily neutralizes most of their force. But when their attacks come at us, we have to devote a lot of attention to preventing the contamination from entering our bodies!"

"As one gains and the other loses."

Nie Changkong said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Human warriors of the same rank are almost entirely no match for the abyssal monsters!"

"To suppress the abyss, one usually has to rely on a higher level of cultivation to forcefully crush it, or use an overwhelming numerical advantage to overwhelm it!"

"That's why, when dealing with a stronghold that's only at the peak of the Martial Spirit realm, I personally led the team and even mobilized four Martial Kings to accompany us."

Upon hearing Nie Changkong's description...

Su Yu felt a chill run down his spine, and his already high level of vigilance was raised to its peak at this moment.

Even an invincible genius of the same level would be suppressed when facing the Abyss?

Although he possessed the Great Perfection level of the Void Overlord Body, his blood and qi had undergone three tenfold compressions of Dark Gold Divine Blood.

But this is only on paper; it has not been truly tested in actual combat against the Abyss!

"Once the operation begins, we must maintain absolute focus."

Su Yu silently warned himself.

"Never give the opponent any chance to get close and get involved; if a kill is possible, don't delay for even half a second!"

Fighter jets darted rapidly through the clouds.

With an air of grim determination, we drew ever closer to the abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of Kyoto.

……

On the other side...

A hidden stronghold deep underground on the outskirts of Kyoto.

Blood splattered across the spacious hall!

The crimson altar, built from countless white bones, was now emitting an exceptionally dazzling, dark light.

The black vortex in the center of the altar has expanded to a diameter of ten meters!

An indescribable, terrifying pressure was squeezing in bit by bit from the distant abyss plane through the vortex's passage!

The air was filled with a thick, almost impenetrable black mist.

This is the pure abyss aura!

Merely touched by a trace of the dissipating black mist, the bodies of several enormous gray rats lurking in the corner of the hall instantly swelled up eerily, like inflating balloons.

"squeak--!!"

With a chilling sound of flesh and bone tearing apart, the white mutated bone spikes pierced their fur, and their original eyeballs exploded, turning into two bloodthirsty scarlet lights, completely turning them into deformed monsters that only knew how to bite each other in a frenzy.

Not just living things.

Even the stubbornly growing dark moss on the walls of the underground hall was instantly drained of its life force the moment it touched the black mist, withering and twisting rapidly, eventually turning into puddles of black water that emitted a pungent stench.

Everything withers and life is cut off.

"The ceremony is ready!"

A hunched man in black robes knelt before the altar, roaring in a fanatical voice.

however.

The Bishop of the Abyss stands at the very front of the altar.

His expression, however, was hidden in the shadow of his hood, shifting between light and shadow.

His brows were furrowed tightly together.

A rare hint of panic and unease flickered in those deep green eyes.

Heart palpitations!

An unprecedented, intense feeling of palpitation, as if being watched closely by the Grim Reaper!

"What happened?"

The bishop clutched his chest, feeling his heart pounding violently.

"Why do I feel like..."

"Is our operation going to fail?!"

This intuition came without warning, yet it was surprisingly strong!

It was so intense that it gave him an urge to turn around and run away immediately!

He even stared at the terrifying phantom slowly descending above the altar.

An utterly absurd thought suddenly popped into my head—

Even the Demon Saint is going to perish here today?!

"Your Excellency, what's wrong?"

The high-ranking spy beside him noticed the bishop's unusual behavior and asked in a low voice.

"I……"

The bishop took a deep breath and shook his head violently.