Qin Yan watched the Eighth-Grade Upper-Rank Spirit Array before him, his spiritual energy pouring into it with total concentration as he carefully analyzed the structure of the formation.
His spiritual energy penetrated deep into the array patterns, dismantling the formation layer by layer while analyzing the arrangement rules and circulation direction of every single pattern.
The Shadow Clone was just like him, desperately analyzing the spirit array.
As time flowed on, Qin Yan's points grew closer and closer to Mu Dong's.
Qin Yan's current point total had already reached 2,360 points, whereas Mu Dong's points sat at 2,370.
A mere ten points separated the two.
Those ten points might have seemed insignificant, but in this fierce contest at the very last moment, every single point appeared exceptionally precious, and every single point was as difficult to surmount as a towering mountain.
Time arrived at the night of this day.
There was no division of day and night within the Ten Thousand Arrays Stele Space, but the light upon that Dark Ranking List constantly reminded everyone that time was slipping away by every single second and minute.
Qin Yan's points violently surged by seventeen points.
In an instant, his points reached 2,377.
And nearly half an hour after the surge in Qin Yan's points, Mu Dong's points also began to rise.
However, his points only increased by thirteen points.
Mu Dong's points instantly surpassed Qin Yan's, reaching 2,383 points.
That increase of thirteen points was like a straw grasped by a drowning person, allowing Mu Dong to leave Qin Yan behind him once more. Although that distance was negligible, at least he was temporarily still in the third-place position.
Seeing Qin Yan's points, Mu Dong did not dare allow the slightest pause in his expression.
Enduring the pain in his