Tang Sect Seventh, Spirit Hall Empire Sixth!

"A mere Douluo Continent wasn't worthy of making Great Tang lower its head to seek allies."

Wu Zetian's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Li Xin in surprise.

Haiyue.

Li Xin actually intended to use that trump card?

At that moment, the enormous Golden List in the sky outside the window trembled once more.

The majestic voice of Heaven instantly spread throughout Chang'an City and across the entire continent.

A new ranking was about to be announced.

[Heavenly Dao Power Ranking, Seventh Place!]

A line of large characters shimmered brilliantly in Great Tang's night sky, like dragons and serpents rising from the land.

At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn toward it.

[Tang Sect!]

The instant those two words appeared, the entire world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Then, all manner of information rapidly flowed across the Heavenly Curtain.

Founder: Tang San.

Core Members: Shrek Seven Devils.

Primary Combat Strength: Hidden Weapons, poison.

Sect Motto: With the blood of this life, forge the soul of Tang Sect.

In the picture, the exquisite mechanisms of Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons were displayed, along with battle scenes of the Shrek Seven Devils coordinating seamlessly with one another.

It did look quite impressive and imposing.

But.

Seventh place.

Only seventh place.

Inside the inn.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been immersed in the sweet dream of "Tang Sect being first," had the smile on his face instantly freeze.

It was as though an invisible big hand had fiercely clutched his throat.

The Shrek group around him also erupted into an uproar.

Dai Mubai stared in shock. "There must be a mistake, right? We're this strong, yet we're only seventh?"

Ma Hongjun directly began shouting, "Rigged! This is absolutely rigged!"

Elsewhere.

Tang San abruptly rose to his feet, staring fixedly at the "seven" on the Heavenly Curtain.

His eyes instantly became bloodshot, turning crimson.

"Impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Tang San's voice was hoarse, carrying rage he could not suppress.

"How could Tang Sect... possibly be only seventh?"

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was ninth, and Clear Sky Sect was eighth. I endured that."

"After all, they were relics of the past, products eliminated by the times."

"But Tang Sect is the culmination of everything!"

"It is the future's number one sect, with me, Tang San, holding the fort and possessing peerless Hidden Weapons!"

"What are the top six supposed to be?"

"Could there really be six powers in this world stronger than Tang Sect?"

"This Heavenly Curtain is simply spouting nonsense!"

Tang San laughed in fury.

He truly laughed in fury.

He even suspected that the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking was targeting him and deliberately suppressing Tang Sect.

This ranking simply wasn't reasonable. There was no logic to it whatsoever!

However.

The Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking would not care about their doubts or anger.

As the ranking settled, the rewards arrived as scheduled.

[Tang Sect's Early Establishment; its potential is passable.]

[Bestowed: All Registered Members of Tang Sect, one God-Bestowed Soul Ring!]

[Note: The Soul Ring's age will automatically match the absorber's physique, with a maximum of one Hundred Thousand Years!]

[Additional reward: Tang Sect Leader Tang San receives one "Divine Machine Hundred Refinements" Hidden Weapon forging blueprint! It can raise the power of Hidden Weapons to quasi-divine artifact level!]

Boom—!

As the rewards were announced, streams of golden light descended from the heavens, ignoring the barriers of buildings and landing precisely upon every member of Tang Sect.

Tang San's body was completely enveloped in golden light.

In that instant.

An incomparably tyrannical force forcibly burrowed into his body.

His original First Ring, the hundred-year yellow Soul Ring from the Mandala Snake, instantly dissolved beneath the washing of the golden light.

In its place came a blood red radiance.

That was the aura of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Pain!

Extreme pain!

It was as though every bone in his body had been shattered and reassembled.

Yet amid that pain, Tang San could clearly feel his strength soaring at a terrifying speed.

A Hundred Thousand Year First Ring?

What kind of concept was that?

It simply violated the iron laws of the Soul Master World!

At the same time.

A massive stream of information violently flooded into his mind.

It was knowledge concerning Hidden Weapon Upgrade.

Those Top-tier Hidden Weapons that had once required painstaking thought from him, or could not be made due to limitations in materials and craftsmanship, now became incomparably clear in his mind.

There were even many ingenious structures he had never heard of before.

The feeling was like opening a door to a New World.

So good.

Even if he spoke of dissatisfaction, even if he felt insulted in his heart.

Faced with such tangible benefits, Tang San still instantly compromised.

This reward... was really not bad.

When the golden light faded.

Tang San opened his eyes again, and a flash of red light passed through his gaze.

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging Soul Power within him. Though his previous anger remained, joy had diluted much of it.

With this Hundred Thousand Year First Ring and Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

So what if his ranking was a little lower?

As long as he was strong enough, he could still trample all the powers ranked above him beneath his feet in the future!

Outside Chang'an City, on the Official Road leading to the city gates.

Qian Renxue's group was preparing to leave.

Upon seeing "Tang Sect, Seventh" Announced on the Heavenly Curtain, Qian Renxue stopped walking.

An undisguised sneer appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

"I knew it."

"A bunch of rabble gathering together to create some Tang Sect, and they think they can turn the world upside down?"

"Seventh place is already giving them too much credit."

Qian Renxue was in an excellent mood at that moment.

The lower Tang Sect ranked, the more beneficial it was to Spirit Hall.

As long as the Great Tang Empire was not blind, it would never choose to ally with a power ranked seventh.

"You are right, Young Mistress."

Porcupinefish Douluo hurriedly echoed from behind her.

"That Tang San is merely a clown leaping about on a stage. How could he compare to the deep foundations of Spirit Hall?"

"If Great Tang does not choose us this time, then they are simply blind."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, her golden eyes brimming with confidence.

"Of course."

"Clear Sky Sect is eighth, and Tang Sect is seventh."

"Half of the top ten list has already been eliminated."

"Among the remaining positions, other than Spirit Hall, who else is qualified to take the foremost seat?"

"Spirit Hall Empire will certainly be first!"

She firmly believed this.

It was also the pride she possessed as an Angel Clan Successor.

However.

Just as her confidence rose to its peak.

The image upon the Heavenly Curtain changed once again.

Without any pause, the owner of sixth place immediately appeared.

[Heavenly Dao Power Ranking, Sixth Place!]

Under the gazes of countless people.

Those words were like a resounding slap, fiercely striking the faces of everyone affiliated with Spirit Hall.

[Spirit Hall Empire!]

The smile on Qian Renxue's face instantly froze.

Her eyes abruptly widened. Her golden eyes, which had always looked down upon all living beings from on high, were now filled with shock and bewilderment.

Sixth?

Spirit Hall Empire... was actually only sixth?

How was that possible?!

In distant Spirit City, within the Papal Palace.

"Crack!"

With a sharp sound.

Bibi Dong's scepter smashed heavily into the ground, and the hard floor tiles instantly cracked.