Yan Zesong had already challenged the ranking a few days ago. Unfortunately, he had stopped at the third round. Yan Zesong had not lost, but neither had he won in the end. It had counted as a draw.
The Latent Dragon Nascent Phoenix Ranking, this spiritual treasure, possessed far too much intelligence. The people selected within to defend the ranking were almost always chosen to target the characteristics of your cultivation technique. To a certain extent, you would be restrained by them.
There were countless cultivation techniques in the world. Every technique had areas in which it excelled, and naturally, relatively weaker points as well.
Over so many years, this spiritual treasure had accepted challenges from an unknown number of Aperture Refining Realm martial artists. The amount of information it possessed was astonishing.
Elsewhere, it might be difficult to find someone who could completely counter your cultivation technique. But within the Latent Dragon Nascent Phoenix Ranking, finding such a person was exceedingly easy.
Thus, although Yan Zesong was not weak, under such forced restraint, he had still found it difficult to pass the third round and gain the chance to truly challenge the top thirty.
After failing a few days ago, Yan Zesong had gone to the Enlightenment Pagoda once more. Using its power, he had pondered bitterly for days and finally come up with a method of response.
That was why Yan Zesong had come here again today, intending to enter the Latent Dragon Nascent Phoenix Ranking once more and challenge it again.
But Yan Zesong had not expected that, the moment he arrived, he would sense the aura Chen Fei was emanating from the mountain peak.
Yan Zesong's impression of Chen Fei was far too deep. After all, in all these years, this was the first time Yan