237: Chapter 236 Who is this Wang Cheng?

On the central square of the Flowing Fire Sect, the Secret Realm portal still hovered in mid-air, emitting a faint golden light.

Next to the portal was a massive stone monument.

The stone monument was pitch black, several zhang high, with a hard texture and a surface smooth as a mirror; it was the Points Ranking Monument for the Qingyun Ranking trial, real-time engraving the points and rankings of all Cultivators who entered the Liuhuo Secret Realm, automatically updating every hour.

At this moment, the writing on the ranking monument was clearly visible, with golden light flickering, making it exceptionally eye-catching. The spectating Cultivators crowded around the stone monument, discussing in low voices with various expressions: some in awe, some in doubt, some unwilling, and some with a hint of disbelief.

At the very top of the ranking monument, "First Place: Wang Cheng" was clearly engraved.

Immediately following below was a row of dazzling point numbers: one thousand five hundred and thirty points.

Below Wang Cheng's name, the second place's points were only three hundred and twelve. The difference between the two was a full one thousand two hundred points, showing a stark, cliff-like lead, like a natural chasm that left others far behind.

"My god! One thousand five hundred and thirty points? How is this possible!"

"It's only been open for a little over four hours, how can there be over one thousand five hundred points already!"

"Who exactly is this Wang Cheng?"

"Even if he killed Late Stage Foundation Establishment Yao Beasts, he would have to kill more than thirty!"

"Is Wang Cheng's strength really that great?"

"I've never heard of such a person in the Southern Region; he's neither a core Prodigy of the major Sects nor a renowned Loose Cultivator powerhouse. Which School does he actually come from? Could he be a Disciple of some Hidden Sect, specifically coming to participate in the Qingyun Ranking trial?"

"The Prodigies of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Flowing Fire Sect, and Azure Cloud Sect only have over three hundred points!"

On the square, discussions rose and fell one after another. Everyone was guessing Wang Cheng's identity and background. Some were curious, some jealous, some in awe, but not a single person could state Wang Cheng's details.

Even the Flowing Fire Sect Elders standing on the high platform frowned one after another, talking in low voices, their eyes full of doubt.

Elder Huoyun also stood on the high platform, his gaze falling on Wang Cheng's name and points on the ranking monument. His brow furrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had presided over the Qingyun Ranking trial many times and had seen countless extraordinarily gifted Prodigies, but he had never seen anyone reach such terrifying points in the Early Stage of the trial, let alone form such a stark leading gap.

One must know that in previous sessions, even when the trial ended, the top ten scores were only around one thousand five hundred points.

Elder Huoyun turned to the deacon beside him and said, "Investigate. Immediately go and investigate this Wang Cheng's background. See who he exactly is, which Sect he comes from, and why he possesses such formidable strength."

The deacon beside him quickly responded, turned, and left to begin investigating Wang Cheng's background.

...

After more than an hour of traveling, Hu Nan arrived outside Liujin Valley.

Just as Hu Nan arrived there, he saw that Chen Erniu was already standing there.

"Brother Hu..." Chen Erniu waved at Hu Nan.

With a flicker of his figure, Hu Nan appeared not far from Chen Erniu.

Chen Erniu lowered his voice and pointed toward the valley, "Look, ahead is Liujin Valley. The Yao Race's altar is right in the center of the valley!"

"And the Great Perfection Foundation Establishment Cultivator guarding the altar is currently at the eastern side of the valley, responsible for guarding the Formation core."

Hu Nan looked in the direction he pointed and indeed saw a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power faintly on the eastern side of the valley. The Aura was thick and far exceeded that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators, clearly being that Great Perfection Foundation Establishment Yao Race powerhouse.

He nodded slightly and said in a heavy voice, "What is Brother Chen's plan?"

Chen Erniu said quickly, "The outer perimeter of Liujin Valley is laid with the Yao Race's defensive Great Array. To enter the valley and destroy the altar, the Formation must be broken!"

"Brother Hu, I'll have to trouble you to act and lure away the Yao Race Cultivators in the valley to buy me time to break the Formation."

"How much time does Brother Chen need?" Hu Nan asked.

Chen Erniu observed the Great Array below for a while before speaking, "At least half an hour!"

Hu Nan did not hesitate at all and nodded slightly, "Alright, Brother Chen, rest assured. I will definitely hold these people back for half an hour."

As his voice fell, Hu Nan didn't stay any longer. His figure flashed like a swift stream of light, rushing toward Liujin Valley.

He deliberately released his own spiritual power fluctuations, intentionally alerting the Yao Race Cultivators in the valley to attract their attention.

Sure enough, before long, a burst of hurried footsteps and angry shouts came from within Liujin Valley. More than ten Yao Race Cultivators dressed in the attire of human Cultivators rushed out of the valley one after another.

Their surrounding Auras varied, but all were at the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

And the black-robed Yao Race Cultivator in front of these ten-plus Yao Race Cultivators had even reached Great Perfection Foundation Establishment.

"What junior dares to trespass into Liujin Valley? You're looking for death!" the black-robed Yao Race shouted sternly, his voice carrying a bone-chilling coldness as he took the lead in pouncing toward Hu Nan.

Seeing this, Hu Nan did not retreat. Instead, he deliberately slowed down his Speed, galloping toward the distant mountain forest. As he ran, he looked back provocatively, clearly intending to lead these Yao Race Cultivators far away.

Not far away, Chen Erniu saw that all the Yao Race Cultivators had been led away by Hu Nan, especially that Great Perfection Foundation Establishment powerhouse who had also given chase. He no longer hesitated. His figure flashed like a ghost as he quickly rushed toward the entrance of Liujin Valley.

His figure soon rushed into Liujin Valley, disappearing into the mist at the valley entrance.

...

Heifeng Slope

Qin Changsheng stood quietly on a mountain rock.

In front of Qin Changsheng, ten Dragon Abyss Swords were hovering.

At this moment, Qin Changsheng was waiting for those Yao Race Cultivators to arrive.

"Tap, tap, tap..." Before long, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard.

Qin Changsheng looked up and saw Hu Nan rushing toward him quickly.

Behind Hu Nan, more than ten Yao Race Cultivators followed.

The leading Yao Race Cultivator, having just rushed into Heifeng Slope, suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He abruptly looked up, his gaze directed toward the top of the giant rock.

When he saw the ten Lifebound Treasures hovering in front of Qin Changsheng, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, his eyes filled with unbelievable fear.

"Not good! It's an ambush!" the Yao Race Cultivator shouted loudly.

At the moment his voice fell, Qin Changsheng gave a gentle wave of his hand.

The ten Dragon Abyss Swords suddenly vibrated, emitting crisp dragon roars. Their surrounding silver glow exploded as they converged toward the center of the clearing.

The ten Dragon Abyss Swords intertwined and underwent Fusion, their light growing brighter and brighter. The piercing metallic hum echoed through the forest, and a powerful Pressure continuously spread from the fused sword shadows, sweeping across the entire clearing.

In just an instant, the ten Dragon Abyss Swords completely fused, transforming into a giant long sword over a hundred zhang high. The sword's body was covered in dragon patterns, with ten thousand zhang of silver brilliance. The blade was incomparably sharp, as if it could sever all things in heaven and earth.

The giant Dragon Abyss Sword hovered in mid-air, blotting out the sun and covering the entire clearing in shadow. That terrifying Pressure was like Mount Tai pressing down, ruthlessly crushing the Yao Race Cultivators below.

"Buzz—" The giant Dragon Abyss Sword vibrated gently, and an invisible locking force burst forth, instantly enveloping all the Yao Race Cultivators.

The faces of the ten-plus Yao Race Cultivators changed drastically. Their bodies trembled violently, and the spiritual power within them instantly became chaotic. Their feet felt as if they were filled with lead, firmly nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Whether they were Late Stage Foundation Establishment Yao Race or those Great Perfection Foundation Establishment Yao Race Cultivators, they were all firmly bound by this locking force. They couldn't even move a finger, their eyes filled with despair and fear.

They exerted all their strength to circulate the spiritual power in their bodies, wanting to break free from the Pressure and the locking restraint, only to find that everything was in vain.

That power was too terrifying, like heavenly might, making it difficult for them to even have the thought of resisting. They could only watch helplessly as that hundred-zhang giant sword slowly rose and then, with a momentum that could destroy heaven and earth, crashed down toward their camp.

"Boom—!" A deafening roar echoed through the entire dense forest. The earth shook violently, fragments of stone flew, and dust filled the air.

The giant Dragon Abyss Sword fell heavily into the Yao Race Cultivator camp. The blade pierced into the ground, instantly kicking up a towering wave of air. A huge trench spread out, and everywhere it passed, vegetation was turned to dust and rocks were shattered into dross.

The ten-plus Yao Race Cultivators didn't even have time to scream before they were completely swallowed by the power of the giant Dragon Abyss Sword. Their bodies instantly turned to ashes, and even their Divine Souls failed to escape, being completely annihilated under the sword's power.

Although the Great Perfection Foundation Establishment Yao Race Cultivator exerted all his strength to condense the strongest spiritual power barrier, it shattered instantly like paper under the impact of the hundred-zhang giant sword. Without even a shred of room for struggle, he perished along with the other Yao Race.

After the loud noise, the forest gradually returned to peace, and the dust slowly dissipated. A huge trench appeared in the clearing, and within the trench, not even a trace of the Yao Race Cultivators remained. Only that hundred-zhang Dragon Abyss Sword still hovered in mid-air.

The silver glow gradually faded and slowly contracted, eventually transforming back into ten Dragon Abyss Swords and flying toward Qin Changsheng.

Qin Changsheng raised his hand and waved, putting away all ten Dragon Abyss Swords. His surrounding spiritual power gradually withdrew. He stepped slowly down from the giant rock, his gaze sweeping over the empty clearing, with no ripple in his eyes.

Hu Nan immediately brought the Storage Pouches of those Yao Race Cultivators to Qin Changsheng.

"To Liujin Valley!" Qin Changsheng waved his hand.

With a flicker of his figure, Hu Nan quickly rushed toward Liujin Valley.