The Divine Script Path

"Boom."

Runes flickered within the palm of the War Goddess, and lightning erupted.

Palm Lightning.

Su Ye dodged the War Goddess's attack in a disheveled state, his expression indignant as he said, "What are you doing? I already conceded."

"I do not accept."

The War Goddess spoke coldly, a trace of anger appearing on her exquisite face, for the other party's casual attitude was an insult to her.

Furthermore, having finally encountered a formidable opponent, how could she let it end with a whimper?

Her entire body was suffused with runes, and the Golden Armor she wore bloomed with brilliant radiance as she charged toward Su Ye.

Su Ye did not want to fight the War Goddess, but she refused to let him go, which left him feeling quite helpless. "Since you won't accept my concession, I will beat you until you do."

Boom.

Power erupted from within Su Ye's body. His seemingly small frame contained terrifying strength, and as he swung his fist, the force of the blow seemed capable of shaking the heavens and earth.

However, the War Goddess was no weakling; her seemingly delicate body also contained terrifying power, as if she were a humanoid savage dragon.

"Bang."

"Boom."

"Bang."

The two collided repeatedly, each impact causing a terrifying disaster; the earth cracked, ancient trees shattered, and mountain rocks collapsed.

"The War Goddess is truly worthy of her name."

"But this little fellow is even more astonishing; he is actually fighting the War Goddess to a standstill."

"It is not a standstill; this little fellow actually has the upper hand."

The disciples of the Heaven Mending Pavilion watched the battle between Su Ye and the War Goddess with shocked expressions. They did not participate on either side; they were from the Heaven Mending Pavilion, lacked no treasure techniques, and disdained ganging up on a child.

On the other side.

Little One fought with increasing courage, enjoying the battle to the fullest. He unleashed various treasure techniques—though, of course, he only had two, which he alternated between. Lightning and moonlight surged, blasting apart one figure after another.

These people wanted to seize his treasure bones, so he naturally would not hold back. Moreover, in the current situation, he could not afford to hold back; if he relaxed his mind even slightly, he might be suppressed and killed by these people.

Although being killed in the Void God Realm did not mean true death, it would leave one weakened for a period of time. However, he was already short on time; how could he afford to waste it?

Boom.

Little One was covered in runes, and moonlight soared into the sky. A bright, clear moon hung high, and within that moon resided a powerful fierce bird.

The fierce bird broke through the moon as if slaughtering its way out from another dimension, carrying a terrifying, ferocious might. Its wings spread, blotting out the sun and sky. Its feathers were like metal, emitting a cold light, and as they shot out, they transformed into a sky full of arrows.

Hum.

An old man held a Green Gourd, upon which were mysterious Dao Patterns. These patterns bloomed with radiance, directly swallowing those feathers.

"Little friend, don't be so stingy. Lend us those four treasure bones to study. Rest assured, we won't study them for nothing; we can give you Jingbi as a reward."

The old man holding the Green Gourd smiled, looking somewhat like an immortal.

"Is this how you 'borrow'? This isn't borrowing; this is robbery."

Little One said indignantly, then added, "I don't want Jingbi; I want treasure techniques. I want clan-suppressing treasure techniques. Give me those, and I will let you observe them."

"It seems, little friend, that you will not agree."

The smile on the face of the old man holding the Green Gourd faded. His eyes turned profound, and the Green Gourd in his hand bloomed with brilliant radiance, intending to suck Little One inside.

"Hmph."

Little One let out an angry snort, and the Crimson Feather Treasure Fan in his hand bloomed with terrifying radiance. The patterns upon it revived, erupting with horrific red clouds; the raging flames seemed capable of burning the nine heavens.

The old man holding the Green Gourd suddenly changed his expression. Looking at the Crimson Feather Treasure Fan, he couldn't help but curse angrily, "Damn the Four Great Families."

Although the Green Gourd in his hand was extraordinary, this Crimson Feather Treasure Fan was equally so, perhaps even more powerful than his gourd.

"Ah..."

The flames surged, spreading to the surroundings. Some people with weaker cultivation screamed repeatedly as they were burned by the fire; this was the Initial Land, and they could not use powerful strength to neutralize those terrifying flames.

Among the crowd were members of the Four Great Families. At this moment, their expressions were very ugly, especially the family that had originally possessed the Crimson Feather Treasure Fan; their faces were particularly unsightly.

On the other side.

The battle between Su Ye and the War Goddess had reached a fever pitch.

Both sides were very strong, but while Su Ye had a powerful physical body, he lacked combat experience.

Although the War Goddess's physical body was not as strong as Su Ye's, her combat experience was very rich. She mastered the art of using a thousand pounds of force to deflect four ounces, easily neutralizing Su Ye's power while landing her own heavy blows squarely upon him.

"It seems that unless I use some real skill, I won't be able to subdue you."

Su Ye spoke, runes permeating his hands. Streaks of runes slithered across his skin, granting him greater speed and making his body more agile.

"Inscription?"

Seeing the patterns on Su Ye's body, the War Goddess's expression shifted slightly. Generally, cultivators could only engrave runes onto their bodies upon reaching the Inscription Realm, yet the youth before her had actually achieved this.

Of course, she did not believe he was a powerhouse of the Inscription Realm. Firstly, he was too young; secondly, this was the Initial Land. Even if he were truly an Inscription Realm cultivator, it would be impossible to engrave runes onto his body here. What he was currently displaying must be a special secret technique that allowed runes to briefly fuse with his flesh and blood, erupting with powerful and profound strength.

The War Goddess waved her jade hand lightly, sketching runes into the void. These runes transformed into a single character: the character for "Suppress."

BOOM.

A terrifying force erupted, akin to the might of heaven, pressing down directly. It crushed the ground beneath Su Ye's feet until it continuously fractured, while he himself felt as if he were carrying the weight of the heavens.

"That is... a Divine Script Precious Technique."

The disciples of the Heaven Mending Pavilion saw the "Suppress" character unleashed by the War Goddess, their expressions flickering as they recognized the technique.

In the ancient era, the martial path flourished, giving birth to one powerful prodigy after another. These prodigies did not strictly follow the established path of cultivation but instead pioneered their own Great Daos. Among these paths was one known as the Divine Script Path.

Divine Script refers to condensing a rune-based precious technique into a single character; one character, one precious technique, one divine ability.

Three thousand Great Daos, three thousand characters.

In the later stages, it even evolved to the point where one character could contain an entire world. There were once powerhouses of the Divine Script Path who could slay a god with nothing but a single character.

After the ancient era collapsed, the Divine Script Path gradually declined, and with the inheritance severed, they never expected to witness such a supreme divine ability today.

Su Ye's expression turned grave as he looked at the character above his head. That character radiated a brilliant glow, and in his eyes, he did not see a mere word, but an entire world.

"A character-based divine ability, is it?"

A smile appeared on Su Ye's face. The aura on his body suddenly vanished, and immediately after, an even more formidable power erupted. At this moment, he resembled an ancient ferocious god awakening, his strength far surpassing what he had displayed before.

RUMBLE.

The heavens and earth roared, and the Void God Realm shook violently, as if it could hardly withstand the power he was currently unleashing. Streaks of Order Divine Chains manifested in the firmament, as if intending to suppress him, yet those Order Divine Chains merely appeared without descending.