"Lin Feng, third place!"
Ever since entering the Glade of the Ancient Gods, Li Tianming had surged forward all the way, overturning everyone's impression of him.
Yet when he crushed Bu Shen Gehan and was judged by the Boundless Realm Monument to rank third on the Minor Realm King Ranking, it still caused an unprecedented sensation.
This was another explosive uproar!
Because the battle for the Minor Realm King Ranking had clearly entered its final stage, and the number of spectators had exceeded all imagination.
Moreover, fewer than four hundred images remained within the Hive Ancestral Realm. Those left behind would only become even more of a focal point!
The moment Li Tianming suppressed the strongest disciple of the Rain Master Concubine Clan, the Boundless Swordsea erupted outright.
Boom—
Tens of millions of people immediately shouted themselves hoarse.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
A tsunami swept through the Boundless Swordsea.
"Our Sword God Lin Clan disciples have finally entered the top three of the Boundless Realm!"
"Lin Feng is freaking awesome! A model for our generation!"
"Now! Who still dares criticize him? Does he need to grovel before the Dark Clan to bring glory to himself? He himself is the glory of our Sword God Lin Clan!"
"Even if we must join forces with the Dark Clan, we cannot throw away our backbone. If we bow and scrape, the Dark Clan will only look down on us more. Lin Feng has proved to us that the sword in our hands can earn the respect of both allies and enemies—not a dog's tongue stretched out to lick boots!"
That last remark had not come from the Second Sword Vein, but from the Ninth Sword Vein.
Boom, boom, boom!
There were simply too many people cheering in excitement and pride.
Even many neutrals could