Rare Treasure Ranking Tenth Revealed!

Beside him, Yu Xiaogang's master hairstyle, usually groomed to perfection, was now as messy as a bird's nest.

He braced his hands against the ground, gasping for air, his clouded eyes filled with lingering terror.

"Dai Mubai, say no more."

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the towering Godwind City in the distance, his voice trembling.

"Retreat first."

"We'll discuss this back at the camp."

Though stubborn, he was no fool.

The opponent hadn't even summoned their martial soul, yet had tossed them aside like trash; the gap in strength was simply beyond reason.

Dai Mubai slammed his fist into the ground; though he felt like exploding with frustration, he knew that returning now would be suicide.

"Move!"

Gritting his teeth, he leaned on his guards and limped toward the encampment of the Heaven Dou Army.

The two of them fled in disgrace like stray dogs, dragging their shattered remnants behind them.

Not long after these two "big shots" slunk away.

High above the firmament, the Sky Curtain Golden Ranking, which had fallen silent, underwent another transformation.

Rumble--

Dull thunder rolled across the horizon as the original cyan-gold light gradually receded, replaced by a deep, dark violet hue.

This violet was not evil, but rather permeated with an ancient and mysterious aura.

Rows of gilded characters slowly unfurled amidst the clouds.

[Godwind City tops the Power Ranking; the layout of the Douluo Continent is set.]

[However, between heaven and earth, there are countless rare treasures. Divine weapons and heavenly materials all possess their own spirits.]

[Today, the second ranking is unveiled--the Rare Treasure Ranking!]

[All who possess a treasure on the list shall receive a blessing from the Heavenly Dao!]

Seeing these lines, the entire Douluo Continent erupted once more.

Those who had just been immersed in the shock brought by Godwind City had their attention instantly diverted.

Rare Treasure Ranking?

These were tangible treasures!

If one could possess a treasure on the list, wouldn't that be an instant path to greatness?

Countless soul masters tilted their heads, staring at the Sky Curtain with burning eyes, anticipating the first name to appear.

They were not kept waiting for long.

The dark violet clouds churned and surged, condensing into the phantom of a massive weapon.

It was a scythe.

Jet-black in its entirety, it radiated a dense, violet mist.

On the blade, countless vengeful spirits wailed, and a hideous skull was embedded in the hilt, appearing as if it might devour anyone at any moment.

Even as a mere phantom, the overwhelming aura of evil and coldness made the spines of countless low-level soul masters turn cold.

[Rare Treasure Ranking, Tenth Place: Rakshasa Demon Scythe!]

[Type: Super Divine Weapon (Pseudo)]

[Holder: Spirit Hall Empire Pope--Bibi Dong!]

Following the announcement of the name, a detailed description emerged.

[The exclusive divine weapon of the Rakshasa God, possessing the power of extreme poison and evil thoughts.]

[Trait 1: Devour. Can consume the flesh and souls of living beings to nourish the holder.]

[Trait 2: Space Rend. Can easily tear through space and create spatial turbulence.]

[Trait 3: Curse of Resentment. Those wounded by the scythe cannot heal, and their souls will suffer the agony of being gnawed by ten thousand ghosts.]

Looking at the series of hair-raising descriptions, the experts of various factions across the continent drew a sharp breath.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi stood before the main hall, watching the Demon Scythe on the Sky Curtain, his grip tightening instinctively on his scepter.

"Rakshasa Demon Scythe..."

"This is actually Bibi Dong's weapon?"

His brows were locked in a deep frown, his expression grave.

The radiance of this weapon was too intense; even through the Sky Curtain, one could sense that nauseating stench of blood.

"Only tenth place?"

Beside him, Chen Xin, the Seven Kill Sword, had eyes as sharp as blades, locked onto that scythe.

"Such a malevolent weapon; just looking at it makes one's spirit uneasy."

"If we were to truly clash, I fear even my Seven Kill Sword would be suppressed."

"A divine artifact of such terror, and it's merely sitting at the bottom in tenth place?"

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, also wore an expression as if he had seen a ghost:

"Then what on earth could the top ranks of the Sky Curtain be?"

"Is this Sky Curtain playing a joke on us?"

Clear Sky Sect, a hidden realm.

Tang Xiao watched the Sky Curtain, silent.

As the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, he possessed absolute confidence in tool-type martial souls.

But looking at the Rakshasa Demon Scythe now, he had to admit that in terms of raw lethality, the Clear Sky Hammer was likely inferior to this divine artifact.

"Bibi Dong... Martial Soul Hall has hidden itself too deeply."

"If this scythe were to appear on the battlefield, who could possibly stop it?"

Spirit Hall Empire, Pope Palace.

Compared to the shock and fear in the outside world, the atmosphere here was somewhat strange.

Bibi Dong stood upon the high platform, her brilliant golden Pope robes wrapping around her breathtaking, perfect figure.

Her snow-white, slender legs were faintly visible beneath the hem of her skirt, radiating the ultimate allure of a mature woman.

Yet, at this moment, there was not a hint of joy on that exquisite face.

There was only astonishment and irritation.

"Tenth?"

Bibi Dong extended her hand, purple light surging in her palm as the true Rakshasa Demon Scythe slowly manifested.

A cold sensation washed over her—it was divine power that transcended the mortal realm.

"This is a weapon of a deity!"

"It is the inherited divine artifact of the Rakshasa God!"

"How can it be a mere tenth place?!"

Bibi Dong's majestic phoenix eyes burned with two balls of fury.

How much had she sacrificed to master this divine artifact?

She had even gone so far as to devour Qian Xunji, turning herself into something neither human nor ghost, just to obtain this power.

In her view, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe should have been at the very top, perhaps even in the top three.

"Sky Curtain... are you trying to humiliate This Seat?"

Bibi Dong's knuckles turned white as she gripped the scythe, the surrounding space distorting slightly from her rage.

Below, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to even lift their heads.

The wrath of the Pope was not something they could endure.

"Impossible... this is absolutely impossible."

"Aside from the Angel Holy Sword in the hands of Qian Daoliu, what other weapon in this world could possibly suppress me?"

Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, that sense of disbelief growing wildly in her heart.

She refused to accept it!

Godwind City.

As the Heaven Dou Army retreated, the cheers within the city gradually subsided.

Venti did not stare blankly at the Sky Curtain like the others.

He clapped his hands, turned around, and waved at the students and faculty of Godwind Academy who were still in a state of excitement.

"Alright, alright, stop looking."

"The spectacle is over, go back to what you were doing."

"Shui Yue'er, take some people to the city gates and tidy up the stalls that were blown over by the wind earlier."

"Also, go check if any civilians were injured. Our Godwind City is a civilized place; we cannot let the common folk suffer."

Venti issued instructions one by one, sounding just like a meddlesome mother.

The students, who had been immersed in the fanaticism of their "invincible City Lord," felt even more affection for him upon hearing these grounded words.

This was their City Lord.

Even after suppressing Title Douluos, even after being ranked as the best on the continent.

He still cared about these trivial, everyday matters.