End of the Hundred-Clan Ranking Tournament

Luohou's speed was undoubtedly swift. Just as Yuan Tian entered Mount Buzhou, he too arrived at Mount Buzhou, proving just how fast he was. However, something happened when Luohou reached Mount Buzhou that left him thoroughly displeased: his Divine Sense could not be used there—or rather, it was severely restricted upon the mountain. Divine Sense was to cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness what eyes and ears were to mortals. Without it, things were exceedingly inconvenient, enough to seriously disrupt the habits of Primordial Wilderness beings. As for Mount Buzhou's pressure, it had little effect on Luohou. His strength was profound, and he had not yet reached a height on Mount Buzhou where it could affect him. Thus, what displeased Luohou most was the restriction on his Divine Sense, which was highly unfavorable to his "capture" of Yuan Tian. But expecting Luohou to give up just like that was impossible. If he gave up this time, when would he ever see Yuan Tian again? The Primordial Wilderness was so vast that even with Luohou's divine abilities, he could not calculate Yuan Tian's whereabouts. Therefore, no matter what, Luohou would not give up this time. He and Yuan Tian were truly locked in a standoff.

Luohou's current predicament perfectly matched Yuan Tian's earlier analysis. The facts proved that Yuan Tian's analysis had been quite accurate, and his luck seemed to have always been rather good.

Compared to Luohou's displeasure, Yuan Tian was half pleased and half annoyed. He had originally been watching the matches at the Hundred-Clan Ranking Tournament while picking up a few tricks along the way. What a comfortable and enjoyable thing that had been—easy learning combined with a vacation. But now Luohou had abruptly interrupted it and even forced him into a "strategic retreat." Yuan Tian would never admit