My Talent Skill Mutated

In other words, he now possessed speed unrivaled by anyone beneath a True God.

Of course, his actual combat strength might still be a little lacking.

Chen Yu wasn’t so arrogant as to think he could disregard all Ninth-level beings.

Especially Ninth-level special lifeforms, who might even possess power infinitely close to that of a True God.

The gap was enormous.

Within the same level, there were several tiers.

For example, special lifeforms, or someone like Dongfang Yi—upon reaching the Ninth-level, they were definitely in the first tier.

The second tier consisted of Awakened who possessed powerful and unique Superpowers.

The third tier was made up of ordinary Awakened Martial Artists.

After all, almost everyone who could reach the Ninth-level had some sort of special ability.

A Ninth-level Martial Artist without a Superpower was exceedingly rare.

Ninth-level Martial Artists represented the pinnacle of power beneath True Gods.

Chen Yu felt he would have no problem fighting against those in the third and second tiers of the Ninth-level.

However, the first tier was a completely different story.

They might all be the same level, but their combat prowess was worlds apart.

The first tier could possess power infinitely close to that of a True God; they were truly the pinnacle of pinnacles.

And it was the True God he had once met who had told him about these three tiers.

But even a Ninth-level existence from the first tier could be annihilated with a flip of a hand in the eyes of a True God.

Being infinitely close to a True God was still just that—close. It couldn’t be compared to an actual True God.

However, as long as True Gods didn’t intervene, a first-tier Ninth-level was the strongest existence.

True Gods would not act rashly under normal circumstances.

Even if they did fight, the battlefield of True Gods was out in the cosmos.

A normal world simply couldn’t withstand the destructive power of a True God.

This was also a rule among True Gods!

A True God possessed the power to destroy worlds—a truly world-ending power!

A race with a True God and a race without one were two completely different things.

...

"Whew, that feels good."

Sitting on the sofa, Chen Yu let out a soft sigh. The stronger he became, the more securely he could stand in this dangerous world.

Though he couldn’t be called the strongest, there were now very few who could threaten to kill him.

At least, that was the case in the Ancestral Star World. As for the vaster cosmos, Chen Yu didn’t dare to make any assumptions.

But as long as he wasn’t facing a True God, even if he couldn’t win a fight, escape wouldn’t be a problem.

With that thought, Chen Yu summoned his interface and examined it carefully.

Name: Chen Yu

Talent: Infinite Physique (Tier Eight 0/2 Billion) [Unique Talent]

Skills: Ice Age (Awakened Legend Level 3 0/1 Billion), Biological Force Field (Golden Legend Ultimate MAX), God’s Will (Golden Legend Ultimate 896/600 Million), God-Speed (Awakened Mythical Level 1 0/2 Billion), Destructive Celestial Light (Epic Ultimate 305/500 Million), Senluo’s Fury (Legend Ultimate 1768/300 Million), Lord of the Undead (Epic Ultimate 98/500 Million)

Source of Life: 146,794,789

Skill Points: 50

’Two billion to upgrade it again...’

Looking at the information on the interface, Chen Yu felt a headache coming on.

Two billion!

The upgrade requirement for God-Speed was even more outrageous than Ice Age’s.

Reaching Awakened Mythical Level 2 already required the same amount as upgrading his Infinite Physique.

At this rate of increase, he’d probably need tens of billions of Source of Life to advance a single stage in the future.

Maybe even more.

’I wonder how much Source of Life I’d get for killing a True God...’

Closing the interface, Chen Yu looked out the window as a thought surfaced in his mind.

Although his current strength was no match for a True God, it didn’t stop him from imagining it.

True God. It was a massive watershed.

Stellar Overlord!

The fall of a True God would be a tremendous loss for any race.

True Gods were not immortal.

During the Human Race’s Age of Cataclysm, a True God had fallen.

That was five hundred years ago!

When a True God fell, the entire Human Race would mourn.

To say a True God was the backbone of a race was not just empty words.

And the deeds of this fallen True God could still be found online even today.

As for the cause of their fall, there was no concrete answer.

Rumor had it that they were killed by a joint attack from the Alien Race’s Venerable Level True Gods.

However, even now, there was no clear evidence.

’I wonder how much longer it will take...’

Chen Yu thought to himself, retracting his gaze and closing his eyes.

...

Night fell, and the city lights began to glow.

In the Hai City Villa, after being unconscious for several hours, Maya and Zhuge Qingfeng finally woke up.

Their injuries weren’t serious. They had only suffered from the shockwave’s impact, resulting in a mental concussion.

Given their cultivation levels, they would fully recover in a day or two.

"Brother Yu, what happened to that bird-man’s body?" Maya asked, looking at Chen Yu while eating at the villa’s dining table.

"Liu Mei took it. She had a related mission," Chen Yu said calmly.

"That body should be of great research value. If you had turned it in, Brother Yu, you might have received a lot of merit points as a reward."

Maya said with a sigh.

"It’s just one body, nothing much. There will be more Alien Race corpses in the future," Chen Yu replied while eating.

"..."

Now that was arrogant!

But Chen Yu truly had the capital to back up his words.

With his strength, it was likely that even a Ninth-level Martial Artist couldn’t do anything to him.

With power approaching the world’s ceiling, slaying more of the Alien Race was definitely not just a baseless boast.

"The alliance conference is in a few months. When the time comes, all the Superpower Academies will send their strongest students to participate in the Stellar Battlefield. Chen Yu, will you go?"