Who Awakened His Talent?

"Ahhhh!! Hot, hot, hot!"

"Hiss! So cold! So cold!"

"Damn, why is there a curse? Dad, are you going to kill me?"

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In the Sanxing Cave, Su Yu sat cross-legged on the futon, drinking hot tea while looking at the projection in front of him.

Natal knelt beside him, adding tea to Su Yu from time to time.

In front of the two, Su Zaohua looked much more embarrassed.

The scene of destruction in front of him was astonishing.

The blazing flames were like an angry dragon swallowing the sky, and the hot tongues of fire swept everything, turning everything into ashes.

The ice whistled, like a glacier breaking, and the biting cold froze everything, and time and space would stop in front of it.

The curse spread like a plague, and the power of darkness eroded every inch of space, causing it to decay and collapse.

Su Zaohua was shaky in it, and huge cracks spread on his body, as if he would perish at any time.

The flames and ice intertwined, forming a series of deadly whirlwinds, which made him unable to control himself at all, and he could only run with perseverance.

In the void, lightning intersected and thunder roared, and every thunder made him miserable.

In this scene of destruction, Su Zaohua's figure was as small as an ant, but he supported it very tenaciously.

It seemed to be floating like duckweed, but it always stood firm.

"Master, can I ask you a question?"

Taking the opportunity to add tea, Natal said tentatively.

"Ask."

Su Yu nodded and said lightly.

"What is your purpose in doing this?" Natal bit her lower lip lightly, but still asked this question that had puzzled her for a long time.

Su Zaohua did not have the kind of anti-sky adaptability of the human ancestor's bloodline. Wouldn't this extremely harsh environment only have disadvantages for him?

Could it be that Su Yu just wanted to hone his will?

"Why do you think he can't control the powers in his body?"

Su Yu did not answer directly, but asked a question in return.

"Is his mental power insufficient? Or is his soul too weak?" Natal thought for a moment and said.

"No."

Su Yu shook his head, "His soul, mental power, and even his physique have all reached the level of God King. The only thing he lacks is experience."

"Experience? What experience?" Natal was puzzled.

"In my opinion, he and the Outer God were born in the same form." Su Yu spoke slowly, his eyes became deep.

The same form of birth! ?

Hearing this, Natal was stunned at first, and then a hint of enlightenment appeared in his eyes instantly.

"I understand!"

Her eyes flashed with a gleam, and she said quickly: "I understand when you put it that way."

"The Outer Gods are born from the power of the universe, while Su Zaohua was born from countless world fragments. The forms of their birth are very similar."

"It's just that the Outer Gods generate their will from power, and they can manipulate power like instinct by nature, but Su Zaohua can't. He lacks experience. Although he can accommodate power, it takes a lot of time to initially control it!"

No wonder Natal said that she had never seen Su Yu take the stone shell of the Dao in Su Zaohua's body.

It turned out that through more than three hundred years, Su Zaohua has been able to initially control the power of the stone shell of the Dao.

Since it can be freely released, Su Yu is too lazy to extract it.

And now, Su Yu let Su Zaohua swallow a large number of conceptual props, and then use the special environment of the hell training room to stimulate Su Zaohua's instinct to the maximum extent between life and death to accumulate "experience".

Combined with the extremely slow flow of time in the training room, he can indeed completely control the power of 72 conceptual props in a very short time!

Is this the great Lord of Destiny?

Sure enough, everything in the world is in His calculations.

Thinking of this, Natal nodded sincerely and said respectfully: "Master is wise, Natal admires you!"

Su Yu smiled but said nothing, his eyes continued to fall on the projection screen -

"Ahhh! Help! Dad, save me!"

In the screen, Su Zaohua let out a heart-wrenching howl. At this time, he was already covered with wounds, and there were holes burned behind him.

Seeing this, Su Yu took a sip of tea slowly.

Then, he sighed and raised his right hand.

Snap!

The next moment, with a snap of his fingers, the screen disappeared instantly.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Su Yu was too lazy to listen to this guy howling there.

Snap!

With another snap of his fingers, a real "fairyland" scene suddenly appeared in front of him.

In the ethereal Lingxiao Palace, there was a stench and bloody smell.

The walls flashed with strange red light, like layers of blood-colored curtains, and the ground was flowing with crimson liquid, like a flowing blood river, dyeing the entire hall into a scarlet hue.

The bishops in scarlet robes trembled and dodged their eyes, as if they had seen something extremely terrible.

Among them, the undercover that Su Yu had planted gritted his teeth secretly and stared at Yang Jian, who was at the highest point of the hall.

At this moment, Yang Jian's disguise was easily stripped off by the Lord of Red Moon, and his true face was exposed.

His body was pierced by the Lord of Red Moon, and countless tentacles pierced into his body like the long tongue of a demon, surging wantonly in his body.

Yang Jian's expression was twisted with pain, his body kept struggling, but to no avail, he had no way to get rid of those tentacles at all.

Gradually, his face began to turn red, and the clarity in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"It seems it's not too late."

The moment he saw this scene, Su Yu directly used the fate thread in Yang Jian's body to open the fate perception!

"Fate event: Your friend Yang Jian was violated by the Lord of the Red Moon and is about to fall into evil."

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