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

The Demon Emperor is enraged!

It, the mighty ruler of the abyss, had its subordinates killed right under the nose of a human who was as insignificant as an ant!

It even damaged a small part of its own projection!

The large hand suddenly flipped over, trying to crush Su Yu completely.

however.

With the death of the Demon Saint, the Abyss Array, which served as both a coordinate and a sacrifice, instantly collapsed.

The abyss passage that had been forcibly torn open, having lost its energy support, began to contract and close violently.

The power of the laws of the planes transformed into countless bolts of lightning, striking the giant hand fiercely.

The Demon Emperor let out a roar of unwilling anger.

They were forced to retreat into the abyss before the passage closed completely.

Rumble!

The dark cracks instantly closed.

The sky has regained its clarity.

……

Abandoned industrial area.

A deathly silence.

A gentle breeze swept by, stirring up clouds of black dust.

Sunlight pierced through the thin mist and shone once more on the ravaged land.

midair.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

A figure hovered there silently.

Su Yu was panting heavily, as most of the dark gold divine blood in his body had been consumed.

His once technologically advanced silver armor was now tattered, revealing a black outfit soaked in sweat underneath.

The spear in his hand was already broken.

But his upright posture was not bent in the slightest.

The sunlight shone on his hard, cold facial features.

He left behind a stunningly handsome silhouette, like that of a war god, for all the survivors below.

far away.

Several off-road vehicles painted with military insignia were speeding towards them.

The car hadn't come to a complete stop yet.

Several military war correspondents, with long guns and short cannons hanging around their necks, rushed down the mountain, tumbling and crawling.

They were originally ordered to come and film news footage of Nie Changkong's crackdown on the cult's stronghold.

As soon as they reached the outer perimeter, they witnessed the earth-shattering scene that had just been recorded in history!

"Quick! Take the picture!"

"My God!"

Click click click click—!

Countless flashes were aimed at the broken yet invincible figure in mid-air, and the shutters were frantically pressed.

midair.

Su Yu hovered silently.

The tattered "Sky Dome" class armor emitted a faint metallic scraping sound in the breeze.

He lowered his head.

I glanced at my slightly trembling hands.

The open wound at the base of his thumb was healing at a visible speed thanks to the powerful regenerative abilities of the Void Overlord Body.

but.

Su Yu's brows furrowed tightly.

not enough!

Still not strong enough!

The battle just now, though seemingly overwhelming, was actually extremely dangerous.

He could indeed completely crush the Demon Saint.

But when that giant hand of the Demon Emperor tore through the void and crashed down...

Su Yu truly felt a death threat that was enough to suffocate him!

That's an absolute crushing on a life level!

If he hadn't acted decisively, using his Martial King-level spiritual power to fuse with the spear intent of the peak Soul Forging stage, forcibly severing the Demon Emperor's palm and killing the Demon Saint before the abyss passage closed.

Once the Demon Emperor's projection is completely stabilized.

The one who will die here today is definitely himself!

"Your level of understanding is still too low."

Su Yu secretly made his own calculations.

Nine million Dark Gold Divine Blood sounds impressive, and its combat power is indeed comparable to that of a Martial Saint.

But in the end, it's just a Martial Spirit!

Even when faced with a true Abyss Overlord, or even just a projection from another realm, the battle was so difficult.

To truly achieve complete dominance in this perilous world.

We need to get stronger!

I still need to spend more money!

but.

Where does the money come from?

The 100 billion yuan compensation from the Chen family was completely spent by him last night.

Now, there's less than a billion left in the storage ring.

This amount of money is simply a drop in the ocean compared to the realms that require hundreds of billions or trillions of years of cultivation to break through!

A particularly intense light flashed in Su Yu's deep, clear eyes.

This time when I go back.

We have to find a way to make money, no matter what!

He saved four military commanders.

They saved Nie Changkong, the vice principal of Jingwu School.

He even killed an Abyss Demon Saint right in front of the Martial Saint who protects the nation!

Such an astonishing achievement deserves trillions of resources, isn't that a bit much?

even……

Su Yu touched his chin.

An astonishingly bold idea quietly emerged in his mind.

Find an opportunity to ask the military headquarters, or ask Nie Changkong.

Could you just grant me a money printing plant?

Print your own money, spend it yourself!

Unlimited top-ups!

Infinite deduction!

As long as the printing press keeps running, I can push my blood and qi to the level of a Martial Emperor in the shortest amount of time, or even surpass the Martial Emperor!

Once the idea popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

Su Yu took a deep breath.

in vivo.

The nine million units of dark gold divine blood were still surging and roaring in the meridians, radiating a terrifying pressure that seemed almost tangible.

He did not activate the "Myriad Manifestations Concealing Origin Technique" again to conceal his aura.

It's unnecessary.

Now that their trump cards have been revealed and they have demonstrated such combat power.

Hiding it away would only seem pretentious.

not to mention.

He is currently using the shadow identity of "Su Yuan".

The more terrifying their strength and the more mysterious their background, the more confident they will be when asking for money!

Let's seize this opportunity to extract a massive amount of resources!

Swish-!

Su Yu flashed and slowly descended from mid-air.

The outskirts of an abandoned industrial zone.

A deathly silence.

Apart from a few military war correspondents frantically pressing their shutters in the distance, making "click-click" sounds.

Everyone present didn't dare to breathe.

Su Yu landed on both feet.

Stepping on the charred ruins produced a slight cracking sound.

He didn't speak.

He just stood there quietly.

But the undisguised pressure of the dark gold divine blood, reaching nine million, swept in all directions like a category 10 hurricane!

overbearing!

heavy!

It even carried a trace of the extreme stillness left after the Demon Saint was just killed!

around.

The four military Martial Kings who had been brought out by Nie Changkong all lowered their heads at that moment.

I can't look directly at it!

Even if they are battle-hardened soldiers, even if they have fought monsters countless times on the abyss defense line.

But facing the young man in front of him, wearing tattered armor.

They instinctively felt a sense of awe from the depths of their souls.

Might makes right!

This is an unchanging ironclad rule in the martial arts world!

Lei Qianjue, the vice principal of Magic Martial Arts School, swallowed hard.

His one remaining eye was fixed on Su Yu, his eyes filled with intense shock.

"Huo Wu Sheng."

Lei Qianjue's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help but turn to look at Huo Zhenshan beside him.

"Just now……"

"What exactly is going on?"

"The Demon Emperor has descended, and the abyss passage has clearly been forcibly opened."

"Why...did the Demon Emperor retreat again?"

Although Lei Qianjue was a Martial Emperor, he was directly blown away by the pressure when the Demon Emperor descended, and he didn't even see what happened at the core of the Abyss Realm.

He only saw the Demon Emperor's huge hand reach out, and then Su Yu soared into the sky.

Then, the Demon Saint died, and the Abyss Passage closed.

It all happened so fast, it feels so unreal!

Upon hearing Lei Qianjue's question.

All the Martial Emperors and Martial Kings present pricked up their ears.

All eyes turned to Huo Zhenshan, the Martial Saint who protects the nation.

Huo Zhenshan stood still.

This pillar of the Great Xia Kingdom, who stood at the pinnacle of the nation, fell into a long silence.

He looked at the cold, hard-as-iron young man in front of him.

His deep eyes held an extremely complex mix of emotions.

It was shocking.

It's unbelievable.

There's an even more surreal feeling of witnessing the birth of a myth.