Zhuo Jianchen of Rainfall Sect, ranked thirty-fourth, had been cut down beneath Lu Yiye's saber after being challenged by him.
The news seemed to have grown wings, rapidly spreading across the entire battlefield and even throughout the Nine Provinces.
The world was shocked!
Previously, when Lu Ye had challenged his way up the rankings, none of the Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators ranked below fifty had survived. That could still be explained by Lu Yiye being too strong, possessing the power to kill them instantly before they could even cry surrender.
But what about now?
Zhuo Jianchen, ranked thirty-fourth, could not possibly have been weak. How could he not even have had the chance to concede? What was more, he was a Sword Cultivator.
Surely Zhuo Jianchen had not fought Lu Yiye to the death? No one could be that foolish.
Countless people continued to watch closely. Everyone was curious—where was Lu Ye's limit? The top twenty? The Top Ten? Or could he charge all the way to first place?
Especially the Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators currently ranked above Lu Ye on the Spirit Stream Rankings—every one of them felt pressure bearing down on them like a mountain.
After killing Zhuo Jianchen, the name Lu Yiye of Crimson Blood Sect rapidly rose once more. In less than half the time it took to burn half a stick of incense, he leaped from thirty-fourth place straight to twentieth!
Any Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivator between those ranks whom he challenged simply refused. Even Zhuo Jianchen had been killed by Lu Ye. They did not consider themselves much stronger than Zhuo Jianchen, so naturally they would not risk accepting the challenge.
But challenges on the Spirit Stream Rankings could not continue so smoothly forever. The higher-ranked powerhouses were, the more they had the foundation