Swish!

Light flashed.

Lin You finally appeared on the first floor of the Tower of Fortune.

Meanwhile, lords from other realms were also teleported into the tower, beginning the trials of the final day.

"Do you think anyone will be able to clear the top of the tower on this last day?"

On the wasteland outside the tower, some lords who were observing and had not yet entered the tower began to whisper.

"Reaching the top is unlikely. Didn’t you see that the Dragon Emperor from the Beast God Realm and the Saint Emperor from the Holy Light Realm both failed?"

"Forget the thirteenth floor, only the Great Emperors from each realm have reached the twelfth floor."

After several days of accumulation, the number of people passing each floor of the Tower of Fortune had largely been decided.

Especially on the higher floors, major changes were almost impossible.

So, most of the lords focused their attention on the levels between the ninth and eleventh floors.

Though not the highest floors, they still held a significant weight in the distribution of fortune.

One more lord passing a level meant a bit more fortune, which was the key aspect all the lords were striving for on this last day.

However.

What they did not know was.

As they discussed which realms would ultimately stand out.

There was one person, clearing trial after trial at an incredibly exaggerated speed.

In less than ten minutes, he had rushed directly from the first floor to the sixth, spending less than two minutes on each floor.

And that person was Lin You!

The experience from ascending the tower over the past nine days had made him thoroughly familiar with the various rules inside, allowing him to clear trials in the shortest possible time without any stop.

However.

This time an unexpected event occurred.

When he reached the sixth floor, a powerful Demon Race lord appeared in front of him.

It was none other than Mammon, the Tier Nine lord from the Demon Origin Realm, who had already condensed a Divine Fragment!

"It’s you."

Seeing Lin You, Mammon was equally surprised. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Though he couldn’t see Lin You’s appearance clearly, he remembered Lin You’s aura, and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

On the first day during the second-floor trial, he had witnessed Lin You defeat Shen Chong from the Eternal Realm.

He had always wanted to fight Lin You to see who was stronger, never expecting to meet him here.

"So it’s you," Lin You remarked in surprise, looking at Mammon.

He vaguely remembered Mammon’s aura as well, and with that distinctive demon race appearance, it was unmistakable.

Reportedly, Mammon had condensed a Divine Fragment two months ago, waiting to upgrade to Tier Ten after the next Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, ranking highly among Tier Nine in the Ten Thousand Realms.

To be honest.

Lin You did not want to encounter such an opponent.

Because it would only increase his own expenditure.

But since they had met, he might as well test his improved strength.

Mammon obviously had the same thought, his aura surging wildly, twisting the surrounding air.

The two exchanged glances across the arena without speaking.

The next second.

An explosive sound erupted beneath their feet, and they simultaneously charged at each other like arrows.

"Ha!"

With a shout, Mammon punched forward with a fist infused with Demon Power, shattering the space and crashing towards Lin You, accompanied by a sonic boom.

Facing the incoming attack, Lin You’s expression darkened slightly, and he activated the Four-leaf Clover Protection, launching a punch of his own.

"Bang!"

A violent collision exploded between them.

The previously unstoppable Mammon suddenly changed his expression.

He felt a powerful force rushing through his fist into his body, sending his massive figure flying.

He lost.

He had actually lost in a head-on collision to a human!

Mammon was shocked internally.

It should be known.

The Demon Race naturally had extremely strong bodies.

At the same level, they were absolutely stronger than other races, yet he lost so thoroughly. Just how strong was this guy’s power?

Wasn’t he focused on defense and plant type?

Startled, Mammon quickly flipped in the air, flapping his wings to stabilize himself.

Just then, a large number of vines suddenly surged from below, sweeping towards him.

The center of the arena also gushed with numerous plants, forming a dense forest on the scene.

"Defeating me won’t be that easy!"

Mammon snorted coldly, dodging the approaching vines with a flash.

At the same time, with a flick of his robust arm, a sky full of Demon Fire appeared, falling straight onto the forest below, turning the entire forest into a sea of fire in a series of violent explosions.

Demon Fire was different from ordinary flames; it didn’t burn as fiercely but had extremely strong adhesion and corrosive abilities.

Like a maggot on a tarsus, once it caught on, it was hard to extinguish, continuously causing burns.

Many lords disliked dealing with it, especially the plant types that feared fire.

This was why Mammon was so confident.

However.

Before Mammon could seize the advantage, a calm voice rang out from the forest.

"Gravity Field!"

A low shout echoed, and the entire space on the field suddenly twisted, enveloping the entire range of the flames.

Mammon, flying in the air, suddenly felt a heaviness throughout his body and fell straight from the sky.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As soon as he landed, a mass of vines and wooden thorns surged from all directions, fully enclosing him.

How can this be!

Mammon was utterly shocked to find that Lin You, who was in the sea of fire, was not affected by the demon fire, surrounded by a faint protective shield that completely isolated the flames.

Seeing countless attacks approaching, he dared not hold back any longer. With the Power of Rule in motion, a towering wall of fire erupted around him.

The vines and wooden thorns were instantly incinerated into ashes as they approached, scattered by the wind.

Lin You’s expression remained unchanged as he raised his hand again, rapidly drawing air from the surroundings into a vacuum state.

The originally raging demon fire also swiftly extinguished.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, an explosion erupted under Mammon’s feet, and he charged fiercely toward Lin You.

At the same time, demon blood coursed through his body; his already massive figure rapidly expanded, with muscles bulging high.

"Die!"

A hoarse roar sounded from the abyss, bursting from Mammon’s mouth.

Gathering momentum, his fist encircled with demon fire suddenly smashed towards Lin You.

Wherever it passed, a fine crack appeared in the space, moving at lightning speed!

Lin You couldn’t dodge in time. He could only draw the Ice Soul Great Saber in front of him, activating the damage reduction skill to retreat backward violently.

"Boom!"

"Crack—"

An intense collision accompanied by a crisp sound.

The Ice Soul Great Saber, which had followed Lin You for a long time, directly shattered, bursting into fragments of ice shooting everywhere.

He was also blasted away by a forceful blow, even the shield reinforced by the Territorial Sacred Artifact declared broken, and a punch landed heavily on his chest.

How powerful this burst technique is!

Feeling the forceful impact on his chest, Lin You was greatly alarmed.

The opponent truly embodies the top-tier talent that has gathered Divine Fragment in the Ten Great Realms; his strength is undeniable.

This strike, if landed upon an ordinary Tier Nine, would likely shatter them with a single punch.

Fortunately, he just activated the damage reduction skill, suffering only minor injuries.

Seeing Mammon pursuing once more, he no longer held back, activating Barbaric Roar!

In an instant, a red glow surged, and his momentum soared to new heights.

The just-approaching Mammon’s expression changed, reflexively constructing a thick fire wall in front of him.

But welcoming him was a massive spiritual wave, mercilessly crashing into his mind.

"You lost."

Lin You’s calm voice sounded beside his ear.

Although it was just a moment of blankness, a bizarre suction had already enveloped him.

The previously violent demon blood suddenly began to strip away and transform into energy, flowing into Lin You’s body.

His terrifying momentum quickly wilted, returning to the initial state.

As soon as Mammon regained clarity, a mass of vines erupted from beneath his feet, fully enclosing him, while countless spikes floated in the sky.

Mammon’s expression drastically changed as he attempted to break free from the enclosure.

But the next second.

Lin You’s attack thundered down, drowning him completely.

[Congratulations, you’ve successfully passed the sixth-floor trial.]

[You are about to be transported to the next floor. Please prepare yourself.]

The skill’s power under Barbaric Roar’s boost is indeed formidable.

Even an elite genius like Mammon, without the support of a burst skill, couldn’t escape the fate of being instantly killed on the spot.

Listening to the prompt in his mind, Lin You did not hesitate, directly activating the Doomsday Countdown Skill.

A clock face emitting a heavy aura appeared behind him, rewinding all his states to one minute earlier.

Even the just-activated Barbaric Roar was restored, ready to be used again.

In general.

The consumption from this battle was noticeable, but still within an acceptable range.

The only thing that couldn’t recover was the shattered Ice Soul Great Saber.

Lin You had prepared for this, having two identical ice-attribute great sabers stored in space.

Taking one out to equip, and after a short rest, he disappeared amidst a brilliance, transported to the seventh-floor space.

Starting from the seventh floor.

The enemies encountered changed from Lords to Demons.

Lin You, having passed the sixth-floor trial, naturally encountered no further obstacles, soaring from the seventh floor to the tenth floor.

And this time.

On the tenth floor, he required only 7,000 corpses to easily crush the copy, with minimal depletion.

Removing the 1,000 used on the ninth floor for caution, he still had 17,000 corpses left, sufficient for passing the eleventh-floor trial.

[Congratulations, you’ve successfully passed the tenth-floor trial.]

[You are about to be transported to the next stage. Please prepare yourself.]

As the prompt sounded.

Lin You took a deep breath, and finally, amidst a flash of light, he was transported into the eleventh-floor space.

On the information column outside the Tower of Fortune for the eleventh floor, the three large characters "Primordial Realm," once grayed out, lit up.

"Look quickly! That Tier Nine expert on the eleventh floor is challenging again!"