Psychic-type divine ability!
The moment those five words were spoken, the expressions of many geniuses in the staging area changed.
In battles across the starry sky, psychic abilities were absolutely the most troublesome—and the hardest to guard against.
After all, if your vital energy was suppressed, you could tough it out. You could fight to the death. There was still a chance to battle.
But if your spiritual power was suppressed—
Your consciousness would grow hazy, your soul would tremble.
You would be unable to circulate your cultivation technique or unleash any divine abilities.
At that point, you could only let yourself be slaughtered. You might as well surrender on the spot!
…
Taixu Arena, eastern section.
The Zhao family’s exclusive viewing area in the Sirius Star System.
When they saw the strange light flare between Zhao Kuang’s brows, the Zhao family patriarch and the elders—whose faces had been tense because of the Domain Spear Intent—instantly relaxed.
Even their faces revealed smug smiles of confidence.
“Kuang is finally using that move.”
The Zhao family patriarch stroked his beard, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
“The Sirius Soul-Devouring Wave!”
“This is a psychic-type lesser divine ability that our Zhao family unearthed from an ancient ruin at an unimaginably terrible cost!”
An elder beside him nodded repeatedly, his voice filled with pride.
“Exactly!”
“Although this divine ability is rated as only a lesser divine ability…”
“Its actual combat power is absolutely comparable to that of a supreme divine ability!”
“It compresses and vibrates a martial artist’s spiritual power at an extremely violent frequency. It ignores the vast majority of physical defenses and directly attacks the opponent’s soul origin!”
The elder looked at Su Yu on the arena and let out a cold laugh.
“That brat named Su Yu is indeed a monstrous talent.”
“Comprehending Domain Spear Intent at the age of eighteen—such insight is something even this old man has rarely seen in his life.”
“But so what?”
“He’s only eighteen years old, after all!”
The elder raised one finger, his tone utterly certain.
“How strong could his spiritual power possibly be at eighteen?”
“Even if he had started cultivating spiritual power from the moment he was in his mother’s womb, he could never compare with Kuang’s six thousand years of accumulation!”
The Zhao family patriarch nodded in deep agreement.
“Kuang not only cultivated the Sirius Soul-Devouring Wave, he also began cultivating our Zhao family’s secret technique for strengthening spiritual power from a young age.”
“His realm of nine thousand drops of Source Blood is merely what appears on the surface.”
“His true killing move is the vast, ocean-like spiritual power within him!”
A fervent light flashed through the Zhao family patriarch’s eyes.
“When combined with this psychic divine ability…”
“Even when facing a stellar-level martial artist with thirty thousand drops of Source Blood…”
“As long as the opponent has no specialized spiritual-defense treasure, Kuang will be capable of fighting them!”
“He might even instantly shatter their will to resist!”
The Zhao family elders chimed in one after another, their expressions relaxed.
“The patriarch is right!”
“As long as the Sirius Soul-Devouring Wave shocks that brat’s soul, causing his spirit to collapse and rendering him incapable of fighting…”
“Kuang is guaranteed to win this match!”
“After crushing the momentum of this peerless prodigy, Kuang’s name will resound throughout the Great Chu Star Domain!”
In the eyes of everyone from the Zhao family, Su Yu was already a defeated man on the verge of mental collapse.
…
The royal family’s exclusive premium viewing stand.
Upon a towering throne of meteoric iron that reached into the clouds, Great Chu Emperor Chu Tianjiao looked down at the arena.
The moment he saw the vertical eye split open between Zhao Kuang’s brows and release waves of spiritual power, this supreme existence at the peak of the Domain Lord realm imperceptibly relaxed.
His tightly furrowed brows fully smoothed out as well.
“Fortunately.”
“He ran into Zhao Kuang of the Zhao family.”
As the ruler of the Great Chu Star Domain, he naturally knew the depths of the Sirius Star System’s Zhao family. He also knew Zhao Kuang’s strength.
Originally, he had been deeply wary of Su Yu’s terrifying physical body, whose strength was comparable to that of a top-tier black-hole-level expert.
After all, with that kind of physical strength, once he closed the distance, even Ninth Prince Chu Wudao would definitely suffer against him.
But now—
Chu Tianjiao smiled.
“Su Yu’s physical body may be powerful.”
“But spiritual power is the perfect counter to physical strength!”
Chu Tianjiao’s gaze, sharp as a blade, locked onto Su Yu.
After his constant probing just now, he had basically confirmed that Su Yu’s physical body was genuinely at the black-hole level.
There was no hidden power from some supreme expert concealing it.
“For this brat to temper his body to such an outrageous degree at the age of eighteen…”
“If no one helped him, then there is only one possibility!”
“He must have cultivated an extraordinarily overbearing body-tempering technique—perhaps one that has even reached the black-hole level!”
“And he must have poured all his energy into it, relentlessly hammering away at it day and night!”
Chu Tianjiao could think of no other explanation.
“The second-place finisher, Lin Yuan, spent a full six thousand years merely bringing a black-hole-level technique to the threshold of mastery.”
“And this Su Yu is only eighteen!”
“He has already mastered a black-hole-level technique!”
“This brat’s talent is absolutely among the finest in the human race. He could even be called unprecedented!”
“But!”
The corners of Chu Tianjiao’s lips curled upward.
“Heaven is fair.”
“A person’s energy is limited!”
“You devoted all your comprehension and all your time to your physical body and martial will.”
“Then what about your spiritual power?”
“Surely your spiritual power can’t be freakishly powerful as well while your physical body is so strong?!”
“Impossible!”
“Spiritual power must be his weakness!”
“Perhaps even a fatal one!”
Chu Tianjiao felt as if he could already see the outcome of the match.
At eighteen, Su Yu had not had time to accumulate soul power.
He had not had the energy to cultivate any spiritual-defense techniques.
Confronted with Zhao Kuang’s all-out attack—backed by six thousand years of accumulated spiritual power and a psychic-type lesser divine ability—
Su Yu’s fragile spiritual sea would definitely be shattered in an instant!
“Certain defeat.”
Chu Tianjiao reached his conclusion inwardly.
He had even developed a trace of admiration for Zhao Kuang.
“Zhao Kuang is quite impressive.”
“By eliminating this monstrously powerful physical fighter in advance and clearing the way for Wudao, he can be considered to have rendered a great service.”
Chu Tianjiao turned his head and glanced at Ninth Prince Chu Wudao beside him.
“Wudao, watch carefully.”
“This is what happens when you specialize too heavily in one area.”
“No matter how powerful your physical body is, if your spiritual power is weak, you’re still incapable of putting up a fight.”
Chu Wudao nodded slightly. The wariness in his eyes had completely vanished, replaced by a trace of disdain.
“Your instruction is noted, Father.”
“This Su Yu is no threat.”
Elsewhere.
Within the staging area of the Seventh Legion.
The atmosphere was unusually oppressive.
Chen Xuan sat in the broad commander’s chair, watching the vertical eye split open between Zhao Kuang’s brows on the holographic screen. His brows were tightly furrowed into a deep crease.
“This is troublesome.”
Chen Xuan sighed, his voice carrying undisguised worry.
“It’s a psychic-type divine ability.”
“Zhao Kuang hid this deeply. The Sirius Star System’s Zhao family truly spared no expense for this New Star Tournament.”
Chen Xuan turned to look at Lu Xinghe.
“Xinghe, Su Yu’s combat power is indeed heaven-defying.”
“But he’s only eighteen. At most, he’s cultivated for a little over a decade.”
“No matter how high his comprehension is, spiritual power is something that requires a long time to accumulate and temper. It must be his weakness!”
The more Chen Xuan spoke, the more grim he felt the situation had become.
“Zhao Kuang’s six thousand years of spiritual foundations, combined with this lesser divine ability that specifically attacks the soul…”
“If Su Yu tries to tough it out, his sea of consciousness will definitely suffer severe damage.”
“This match is going to be difficult for him.”
Chen Xuan had already decided that if Su Yu showed any sign of being unable to hold on, he would step in and save him—even if it meant breaking the rules.
After all, a peerless prodigy like this absolutely could not be allowed to fall here.
However.
To Chen Xuan’s surprise, Lu Xinghe, who was sitting beside him, showed not the slightest hint of concern.
Instead, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, forming an especially relaxed smile.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
