779: Chapter 780 Each with their own ulterior motives

The rankings shifted rapidly, crushing countless prodigies along the way, breaking through layers of ranking shackles with a fierce momentum that met no resistance.

On the list, the numbers representing the quantity of dao seeds were also skyrocketing.

8 seeds, 10 seeds, 15 seeds, 20 seeds...

In just a few short breaths, the number of dao seeds held by both Shen Jinghong and Lin Mochen broke through 30, their rankings climbing all the way, and the numbers were still rising!

Beneath the firmament, the originally noisy and chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Everyone subconsciously stopped their movements; the sounds of slaughter, the clashing of weapons, and the roars all vanished. Countless gazes were fixed tightly on the heavenly pride list, their expressions frozen.

"Shen Jinghong? Lin Mochen? Who are they?!"

"How can the number of their dao seeds increase so quickly?!"

All the prodigies were stunned, their faces filled with shock and confusion!

Then, they reacted!

Someone was taking advantage of them fighting bloodily on the front lines for the Quasi-Immortal Emperor dao seeds to sneak around in the back, intercepting and killing ordinary prodigies who were alone or far from the main battlefield!

"What a calculation, truly a brilliant calculation!"

"We are risking our lives at the front, while they are picking up the scraps in the back! How despicable!"

Many prodigies trembled with rage, their faces turning ashen!

Finally, the light on the list suddenly froze, and the fluctuations subsided.

At the very top of the heavenly pride list, the name Shen Jinghong was boldly engraved, with fifty-three Luck dao seeds.

The second place followed closely: Lin Mochen, with fifty-one Luck dao seeds.

The two names shone with a brilliant golden light, concentrated and steady, noble and restrained, yet they suppressed the names of all the prodigies in the top ten into dullness.

Even the names of the Little Sword Emperor, Ao Zhan, and Gu Shitian had their luster forcibly suppressed by a margin at this moment.

A total of one hundred and four dao seeds!

"One... one hundred and four?!"

A Cultivator with a longsword on his back spoke with a trembling voice. After fighting all this way, he had only accumulated five seeds, and that was the result of multiple near-death experiences.

The vast majority of the prodigies present had only a few Luck dao seeds on them.

Even top prodigies like Huang Jiutian and Ao Zhan did not have more than thirty Luck dao seeds in their hands.

The total number of dao seeds was three thousand, a constant figure; there were a thousand initial prodigies, averaging three seeds per person.

By now, the dao seeds were already highly concentrated among those at the top of the list, yet these two had quietly swept away over a hundred seeds!

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

"We're fighting at the front, and they're scavenging in the back! So despicable!"

"Shen Jinghong? Lin Mochen? Where on earth are they hiding?!"

The expressions of many prodigies darkened slightly, a strong sense of urgency and wariness rising in their hearts, fearing that with every passing moment, more dao seeds would be taken by them.

On the broken cliff, the group from the Azure Profound Sect looked at the two dazzling names in the sky, a hint of joy hidden in their eyes.

The corners of Xiao Ruobai's lips curled up imperceptibly, her cold features softening slightly as she praised inwardly: Well done.

Beside her, Dong Li's narrow eyes were locked onto the names on the list, a cunning light flowing in his gaze.

He leaned in toward the others and lowered his voice, his tone carrying a playful greed:

"So many dao seeds, what wonderful fat sheep, Shen Jinghong and Lin Mochen!"

His eyes narrowed, flashing with craftiness. "Should we find an opportunity to strike in secret and take them down?"

The moment Dong Li's words fell, Li Xuanfeng, who was standing quietly nearby, slowly turned his head.

His expression was calm and his gaze clear, without any sharp killing intent, yet it carried a transparent, piercing indifference as it swept over Dong Li.

With just that one look, Dong Li's entire body suddenly froze, a bone-chilling coldness inexplicably surging up his spine, making his scalp tingle.

He subconsciously reined in his greed, stuck out his tongue, and obediently took half a step back.

If we're not going, we're not going. Why be so fierce!

Nearby, Wang Xiaopang narrowed his round eyes, looking at Dong Li strangely, his chubby face full of mockery.

At the same time, high above the battlefield, the top prodigies all looked grim.

Ao Zhan's dragon eyes were cold, his golden vertical pupils staring fixedly at the two names pressing down above him and the cultivation Realms behind them.

Immortal King Late Stage.

To have such low cultivation yet hold a massive amount of dao seeds was eyesearing, absurd, and made one feel displeased.

Glazed golden light flowed around Gu Shitian's body, and a faint, cold sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

The Daoist Son of Myriad Phenomena, Xuan Yi, Xia Wudao...

At this moment, all the top experts simultaneously had the same thought: they were only at the Immortal King Late Stage; suppressing them would be easy, and a hundred dao seeds would be within reach.

Golden flames flashed in Ao Zhan's dragon eyes. Although that Quasi-Immortal Emperor dao seed was tempting, he was powerless to snatch it. The most urgent thing right now was to first find Shen Jinghong and Lin Mochen.

He no longer hesitated: "Everyone, farewell."

Before his voice had even faded, he carried an overwhelming dragon pressure and sped toward the direction where his Divine Sense had just captured a faint, rapidly dissipating abnormal fluctuation.

Seeing this, Xiao Ruobai and Li Xuanfeng's expressions both turned cold. Their bodies paused slightly, already prepared to set off to provide backup.

But out of the corner of their eyes, they saw Mu Chenyu, Su Xiaowan, and the others nod secretly and move their feet, quietly following those streaks of light. The two's tense nerves immediately relaxed a bit.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, Gu Shitian took a step forward, his figure appearing hundreds of miles away as if teleporting, his speed not a bit slower than Ao Zhan's.

Almost simultaneously, the Daoist Son of Myriad Phenomena, Xuan Yi, Huang Jiutian, and others also quickly departed.

"Fight for it! Go ahead and fight for those two biggest pieces of fat meat! Hahaha!"

The Demonic Ape's crimson demonic eyes swept over the streaks of light leaving one after another, and it let out a deafening, wild laugh. The sound waves rolled, filled with undisguised mockery and excitement.

It suddenly turned its head, its blood-red gaze like physical flames sweeping toward the ordinary prodigies below who were about to quietly retreat.

The dao seeds on them weren't many, but the quantity was enough to be satisfying! Moreover, they were easy to snatch!

"Everything here, right now, belongs to this lord!"

The Demonic Ape roared, its demonic power overwhelming. Its massive body exploded with ghostly speed, and without any further hesitation, it lunged directly into the crowd!

"Hand over the dao seeds first, and I'll spare your lives!"

"Roar—!"

Its giant claws swept across, Demonic Qi surging like a tide, instantly enveloping three Immortal King Late Stage prodigies who were standing closer.

The three's faces changed in horror. The Magic Treasures they hurriedly sacrificed and the shields they propped up shattered like paper in the face of the absolute power gap and the wild, violent Demonic Qi.

Screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of Magic Treasures shattering rang out almost simultaneously.

Three seeds, four seeds, and two seeds—a total of nine dao seeds turned into streaks of light and were snatched by the Demonic Ape's giant claw, then swallowed directly into its mouth.

"Demonic Ape! How dare you!!"

"Hehe, a bunch of trash, you think you're worthy of shouting?"

Mo Cha's figure emerged like a ghost from the shadows on the other side. The Nine Nether Demon Chains were like venomous snakes leaving their hole, sneering as they coiled toward a Cultivator whose back was wide open while attacking the Demonic Ape.

The Demonic Ape's actions instantly ignited the battlefield, which had just slightly stagnated due to the departure of the top experts.

And it erupted completely in a manner far more chaotic, bloodier, and more unscrupulous than before!

"My dao seeds!"

"Run!"

In an instant, only the group from the Azure Profound Sect and the Little Sword Emperor, Ling Guzhou, remained standing quietly on the cliff.