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

He held a rusty iron knife in his hand.

It was aimed directly at Su Kong's head.

Su Kong looked at the burly man rushing towards him.

His expression was calm and composed.

He did not back down.

Just as the burly man's iron knife was about to fall.

The body shifted slightly to the left by half an inch.

Simultaneously.

His right foot seemingly casually kicked up a sharp pebble on the ground.

Whoosh.

The speed of the rubble increased dramatically thanks to the aftershocks of the spatial storm.

Absolutely accurate.

It cut into the strong man's carotid artery, which had been exposed due to excessive force.

puff!

Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.

The burly man's eyes widened instantly, he clutched his neck with both hands, and collapsed heavily to the ground.

It twitched twice.

It stopped moving.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

There were no unnecessary movements, and not a single ounce of energy was wasted.

The surrounding scavengers all gasped in shock.

They stared at the fifteen-year-old boy in horror.

Su Kong ignored them.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground.

"The power is still a little lacking."

He mentally reviewed his actions.

"If that kick just now had perfectly matched the folding angle of the spatial rift."

"He doesn't even need rubble; just spatial displacement is enough to sever his throat."

He turned around.

He left the Shattered Abyss with measured steps.

……

Three years later.

The Xuyun Sect.

One of the three major sects in the Rift Realm.

Su Kong used the Void Stones he had accumulated over three years to exchange for a spot as an outer disciple.

Cultivation level: Early stage of the True Shaping Realm.

In the Xuyun Sect, where geniuses abound, he was completely inconspicuous.

The Sutra Repository.

Su Kong sat in the corner.

He was flipping through the pages of the Void Cloud Sect's most treasured martial arts technique—the Void Cloud Sky-Splitting Technique.

"Draw spiritual energy into the body to simulate the sharpness of spatial rifts, making it indestructible."

Su Kong looked at the general outline of the cultivation technique.

His brows furrowed slightly.

He closed the ancient book.

Put it back on the bookshelf.

"Too shallow."

In his heart, Su Kong gave a fair assessment.

Space is the dimension that carries all things.

If it's only used to simulate sharpness, to cut through enemies.

That's practically a desecration of the laws of space.

It's like taking a peerless divine weapon to chop wood.

Su Kong did not practice this technique.

He returned to his residence.

A secluded woodshed.

He sat cross-legged on the ground.

He stretched out his finger and drew two dots on the dusty ground.

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

This is common knowledge in the cultivation world.

Any escape technique aims to achieve the ultimate speed along this straight line.

But Su Kong looked at those two points.

His eyes were deep and intense.

He reached out and pinched the soil on the ground.

They simply peeled off the piece of land marked with two dots.

then.

Fold in half.

The two points overlapped.

The distance disappeared.

"This is space."

Su Kong muttered to himself.

He neither practiced Qi cultivation nor competed with his fellow disciples for resources.

His daily job is to clean the sect's square.

then.

Staring blankly at the spatial rift in the sky.

I can spend the whole day looking at it.

His fellow disciples all laughed at him, calling him a fool.

He's a hopeless piece of trash.

Su Kong ignored him.

He was immersed in his own world.

He observed the trajectory of the fallen leaves in the wind.

Observe the distortion of raindrops as they pass through the spatial cracks.

Although his spiritual power was only at the True Formation Realm, his perception of space was increasing at an alarming rate.

……

Fifty years later.

Su Kong, 68 years old.

Cultivation level: Peak of the Sea Opening Realm.

In the Xuyun Sect, he remained an inconspicuous inner sect steward.

They were responsible for guarding the abandoned spirit mine.

this day.

Disaster struck without warning.

The core of the Rift Realm was already in a state of disrepair.

After enduring countless eons of barely surviving.

Finally, he passed away peacefully in his old age.

boom----!!!

The sky turned completely black.

Those spatial rifts that were originally still are like ancient ferocious beasts that have come to life.

It began to expand and devour everything in its path.

The earthquake trembled.

The mountain collapsed.

Rivers flow backwards.

The world is collapsing.

Chaos reigned within the Xuyun Sect.

Countless disciples cried out and fled in despair.

The sect leader of the Xuyun Sect, a powerful being at the Origin Realm.

They unleashed the sect's secret weapon—the Boundary-Breaking Flying Boat.

He led dozens of core disciples in an attempt to forcefully break out of the Rift Realm and escape into the depths of the void.

"open!"

The sect leader roared and burned all his essence.

The boundary-breaking flying boat transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky.

but.

The flying boat had just taken off, less than a thousand feet high.

A gigantic, indescribably large maw of void suddenly opened above the airship.

Click!

He didn't even have time to scream.

The sect leader of the Origin Realm, along with that indestructible boundary-breaking flying ship.

In an instant, it was shredded into dust by the spatial turbulence.

despair.

Utter despair enveloped the entire Rift Realm.

Everyone knew they were doomed.

There is no escape.

In front of the abandoned spirit mine.

Su Kong was dressed in gray.

I stood quietly in place.

The strong wind made his clothes flutter loudly.

The surrounding deacons and disciples had already scattered and fled in all directions like madmen.

Only him.

Like a wooden stake driven into the ground.

He raised his head.

His deep eyes gazed at the gaping maw of the void.

Looking at the world's walls crumbling inch by inch.

His expression remained calm and composed.

"escape?"

"Where can we escape to?"

He watched the monks rushing around like headless flies.

"Space is not a box."

"Breaking this box doesn't mean there's another box outside."

"Outside, there is nothingness."

Boom!

A massive fragment of space, spanning hundreds of miles in radius.

Bearing the immense pressure of a dimensional cataclysmic force.

It slammed down directly onto Su Kong's location.

This attack, let alone someone at the Sea Opening Realm.

Even someone at the Primordial Chaos Realm would be smashed into mincemeat.

Su Kong did not close his eyes.

They did not attempt to resist.

He stared intently at the piece of space that had crashed down.

In my mind.

Over the past fifty years, I have observed, deduced, and gained insights into space.

At this moment.

Like a volcano that has been suppressed for thousands of years, it suddenly erupts.

"If space is nothingness."

"Then where am I?"

The fragments were only ten feet away from his head.

The raging spatial dimension had already torn his gray robe to shreds.

Su Kong's skin was covered with dense bloodstains.

But he still did not back down.

"I am not in this space."

A brightness that had never been seen before suddenly burst forth in Su Kong's eyes.

That was an ultimate rationality that penetrated the essence of dimensions.

"I."

"It's space."

boom----!!!

Space fragments crashed down.

The abandoned spirit mine, along with the location where Su Kong was, was completely razed to the ground.

but.

There was no bloodshed or carnage.

One ten-thousandth of a breath of contact with the space debris.

Su Kong's body.

It turned into nothingness.

He is not dead.

He merged into that fragment of space that destroyed everything.

He felt the world breathing.

He sensed the folding of dimensions.

He witnessed the ultimate splendor of the Rift Realm collapsing inward amidst its destruction.

Space is the dimension that contains all things.

"Just as the moon waxes and wanes, so too does space itself undergo creation, decay, and folding."

"To condense endless spatial dimensions into a single point."

"That is, the Moon Soul."

Buzz—! ! !

In the final moment when the world was completely reduced to nothingness.

Deep within Su Kong's true spirit.

The Heavenly Demon Seed, which sealed away memories and cultivation, shattered with a deafening roar.

The mystery of the womb is revealed.

Memories of the other shore's peak instantly returned.