The mana within Su Yuan's body surged like floodwaters through an opened dam, madly pouring into the Seven-Star Magic Altar, thereby drawing down even more starlight. The 118 natural array restrictions inside him functioned like supercharged engines, frantically absorbing surrounding spiritual energy to replenish his depleted mana.

Vast quantities of mana continued transforming into starlight, yet didn't immediately descend. Both Old Qian and Xiao Li were astonished—they could sense that the attack Su Yuan was activating this time would be unprecedentedly powerful!

Normally instantly activated divine abilities were already formidable, but Su Yuan was persistently brewing and accumulating power, as if casting a forbidden spell requiring channeling time and mana drainage. His consciousness kept monitoring Lei Yan's situation;

seeing the elder could still hold on, he didn't rush to release the technique.

The first strike would be the most threatening—he intended to achieve total victory in one move. This approach was rare in the cultivation world—normally opponents would interrupt such prolonged spellcasting, but Su Yuan remained safely within Seven Extremes Sect, with starlight continuously transmitting toward the Big Dipper, the gathered stellar power held in reserve without release.

Moreover, before descending, the divine ability accumulated directly above its target, naturally possessing extreme concealment! Especially since the enraged Two-Winged Thunder Tiger failed to notice the celestial anomaly.

"Ancestor, how goes it? Can you save me?"

"If not, I'll self-destruct and take it down with me!"

Lei Yan spoke to empty air.

The Two-Winged Thunder Tiger briefly regained clarity, but upon seeing Lei Yan exploiting its hesitation to retreat hundreds more miles, its hatred peaked. Lei Yan was truly at his limit—even his lifebound spiritual treasure, the Thunder Thistle Sword, showed damage.

Meanwhile, Su Yuan's face flushed red—he'd condensed an attack equivalent to a hundred times his normal mana expenditure, yet struggled to control it precisely. Missing would mean Lei Yan's demise. Fortunately, he instantly activated [Balance Between Work and Rest]. Upon secondary activation, his divine ability control became effortless.

"Seven Stars Five Elements Thunder Sword, descend!"

Above the Thunder Sea, the Big Dipper suddenly shone hundreds of times brighter! Seven beams of multicolored starlight descended like divine retribution, utterly unstoppable!

The Two-Winged Thunder Tiger looked up, pupils contracting sharply as its red glare faded into pure terror. "Escape!" became its sole thought. Yet when it tried fleeing, overwhelming pressure abruptly immobilized it momentarily. Then seven types of conceptual pressure arrived, miring it like quicksand, followed by law suppression rendering it completely paralyzed!

The seven stellar beams struck immediately after—pillars of light, swords of radiance, thunderous brilliance, a sea of stars! The terrifying starlight agitated surrounding spiritual energy, summoning countless lightning bolts from the Thunder Sea to converge upon the beast.

Lei Yan glanced back just as dazzling prismatic light erupted, followed by thunderous shockwaves that sent him flying like a tiny boat battered by storm surges. Crashing onto the sea's surface as if hitting solid ground, he barely maintained bodily integrity.

Rising shakily, Lei Yan observed where the Two-Winged Thunder Tiger had been—now only a massive vortex remained, devouring surrounding waters to fill the enormous cavity. Countless lightning bolts rampaged there, with starlight crystallizing into peculiar minerals. The once-roaring thunder tiger had vanished without trace.

Gazing alternately at the normalized Big Dipper and gradually calming sea, Lei Yan felt dreamlike. Returning to the battle site revealed complete annihilation—only after deep diving did he retrieve a pair of tattered wings. "Ancestor, your spoils... seem reduced to this," he said.

Su Yuan's starlight avatar examined the wings and sighed, "Too damaged for use. Keep them yourself." Lei Yan twitched his mouth, then recalled, "It had an island territory with remaining resources—I'll deliver everything later." "Acceptable," Su Yuan nodded before dissipating his avatar.

Back in his cave dwelling, Su Yuan exhaled and checked system prompts:

[Ding, Fame Points +666,000]

[Ding, Lifespan +610]

The minor lifespan increase and fame boost confirmed it wasn't wasted effort. This attack had profoundly shocked Lei Yan to generate such fame—normally Divine Transformation beings only provided hundreds of points;

this was quadruple amplification.

Noticing someone outside his cave, Su Yuan waved open the restrictions. Sect Leader Gu Qingzhu hurried in, glancing between Su Yuan and the recently activated altar. "What happened? Why was the Big Dipper so radiant?" "I remotely assisted Elder Lei Yan against a monster," Su Yuan replied.

Gu Qingzhu relaxed, "Just a monster then—wait!" He startled, "Wasn't that a Divine Transformation beast?" Su Yuan nodded, "Slightly stronger than Lei Yan. Pity about the ruined materials." The sect leader froze—what materials?

As Gu Qingzhu puzzled, Su Yuan added, "I'm visiting the Scripture Pavilion. Please wait here, Elder Gu." "The pavilion? Then I won't intrude," Gu Qingzhu departed upon confirming Su Yuan's wellbeing.

Teleporting via starlight, Su Yuan arrived at the Scripture Pavilion where Yin Jiuzong immediately bowed, "Greetings, Elder Su!" His voice drew attention from many inside—Zhuge Jian, Nangong Huoyu, Gu You, Xie Yingying, Meng Changle, Li Yuexin, Ye Bufan, Liu Muwan among others—all studying Su Yuan's Seven Extremes Techniques.

Because the original manuals bore Su Yuan's Dao imprint, comprehension difficulty decreased and speed increased. Thus studying his personal copies required contribution points and queuing. Over six hundred techniques each had waiting lines, with many disciples bowing when noticing Su Yuan's arrival.

Nodding in acknowledgment, Su Yuan proceeded to the collection's end where elite Qi Condensation disciples with superior spiritual roots grew excited at his proximity. "Pavilion Master, you've come!" Gu You greeted cheerfully. "How many volumes have you studied?" Su Yuan asked, recalling this Heavenly Spirit Root disciple.

"Six volumes mastered, currently on the seventh!" Gu You declared proudly, "Within thirty years, I'll complete all nine!" Su Yuan appeared impressed, "Not slow at all!" "With my Heavenly Spirit Root and comprehension, naturally!" Gu You smiled confidently.

Su Yuan chuckled, "You chose the complete collection path, right? Focusing on one branch might have you on the ninth already." "Only the best and most complete for me! I'll master everything!" Gu You thumped his chest, hoping to impress for potential apprenticeship.

With an odd expression, Su Yuan asked, "Do you possess a Thunder Spirit Root?" "Thunder Spirit Root? What do you mean, Elder?" Gu You puzzled as others grew curious too.

Su Yuan's next actions explained everything. Addressing the pavilion's formation core, he announced, "Formation Spirit, record additional techniques. Contribution costs follow existing standards." "Acknowledged, Elder Su. Please display the originals for replication across all pavilions," the spirit replied monotonously.

Su Yuan nodded—this formation spirit was quite competent despite Gu Qingzhu's complaints about its stupidity. No improvements needed. Retrieving blank manuals from his spatial ring, he began imprinting them with Dao-infused writings and patterns, demonstrating live how Su Yuan's techniques were created!

After recording, he waved his hand, sending the new manuals flying to their designated sections—twenty-one copies appearing beside each original. The formation spirit manipulated the pavilion's structures, raising stone platforms to display them. Nine original techniques meant 189 new additions materialized simultaneously, stunning all witnesses.

Gu You recovered first, immediately inspecting them. The first title—[Thunder Method Analysis: Su Yuan's Compilation]—made his mouth twitch, though [Metal Thunder Elucidation] caught his interest. But checking his spiritual roots, his expression fell.

Zhuge Jian told Nangong Huoyu, "We shouldn't overextend ourselves—it's impossible to learn everything! Each technique now has 83 versions, plus today's 21 makes 104 total!" Nangong Huoyu sighed, "Indeed." Despite her talent, facing Su Yuan's works made her feel insignificant—she'd settled on five main and seven supplementary studies, abandoning the rest.