The Rankings Have Changed! That Madman from the Intercepting Sect Is First!

After all Ten Heavenly Lords had survived their fated death trials.

The last of Lin Yuan's misgivings vanished.

The Ten Ultimate Formation had already been heavily damaged in many places by the forced assault.

There was no need to keep risking their lives against the Twelve Golden Immortals.

But letting them leave so easily—

Lin Yuan felt that would be a bit of a loss.

"Contract the ten formations."

"Don't defend the perimeter."

The formation flags in his hands changed rapidly.

"Press every bit of usable formation power toward the center!"

Qin Wan and the others understood at once.

Previously, the Ten Ultimate Formation had been spread too wide.

After the Twelve Golden Immortals entered different formations, each of them had ample room to maneuver.

Now that they were no longer planning to trap anyone for long.

They would draw all the formations inward.

All ten great formations began changing at once.

The formation patterns along the outer perimeter crumbled apart of their own accord.

Yet the remaining core region grew denser and denser.

The thunder of the Heaven-Absolute Formation pressed toward the vicinity of the Earth Inferno Formation.

The gale-force winds of the Wind Roar Formation swept through golden light.

Ice and red water intertwined.

The Twelve Golden Immortals quickly realized something was wrong.

"They're contracting the formations!"

Guangchengzi's expression darkened.

"Get out!"

They wanted to leave.

But this time, the Ten Heavenly Lords had no intention of continuing to serve as punching bags.

Qin Wan burst into laughter.

"Senior brothers!"

"That fight just now felt pretty good, didn't it?"

"Stay a little longer!"

The ten formations linked together.

For the first time, they shifted from mutual support into active compression.

Naturally, Lin Yuan had never fantasized about using the damaged Ten Ultimate Formation to suppress the Twelve Golden Immortals.

His goal was simple.

He just did not want them to leave looking too dignified.

The harder the Twelve Golden Immortals charged outward.

The more fiercely the core power of the ten formations crushed down upon them.

Taiyi had just broken through a layer of Earth Inferno flames.

When the gale-force winds of the Wind Roar Formation slammed into him head-on.

His immortal light had only just stabilized around his body.

When a vast sheet of golden light shot over from the side.

"Lin Yuan!"

There was anger in Taiyi's voice.

Lin Yuan stood upon the central formation platform.

"Martial Uncle."

"I'm here."

"If you have the skill, come out and fight me head-on!"

"When I reach the same realm as Martial Uncle."

"I'll definitely go."

"For now, forget it."

"I'm not stupid."

Taiyi was so furious that his mana nearly went awry for an instant.

Beside him, Chijingzi directly activated his magic treasure.

Blasting open a swath of formation patterns.

But the moment he rushed out of the Ice Formation.

He stepped straight into the remaining area of the Red Water Formation.

"..."

The Twelve Golden Immortals finally understood how those who had tested the formations over the past few days had felt.

The Ten Ultimate Formation had originally followed rules, at least.

You knew which formation you had entered.

You could roughly prepare the corresponding magic treasures.

Now, however, Lin Yuan and the Ten Heavenly Lords had stirred all ten formations into one pot of porridge.

Your first step might be thunder.

Your next might be fire bursting forth.

Take one more step, and it would all be ice.

It was random reshuffling at its finest.

Gao Yougan watched from outside the formation, his brows dancing with delight.

"Now that's more like it!"

"For the past few days, they were the ones chasing us around and beating us."

"Today, it's finally their turn to run."

Although Wen Zhong did not join in the jeering.

He could not suppress the curve of his lips either.

The Twelve Golden Immortals' strength was there for all to see.

The brief eruption after the Ten Ultimate Formation contracted could make them look disheveled.

But it could not stop them for long.

In less than the time it took to burn an incense stick.

Guangchengzi was the first to break through the outer perimeter.

The rest soon charged out one after another.

No one was seriously injured.

Much less had anyone fallen.

Yet twelve direct disciples of Saints had entered the formation together.

And in the end, they had actually broken the formation and retreated of their own accord.

While the Ten Heavenly Lords—

All ten were still standing.

That outcome was already enough.

Zhao Jiang walked out of the formation.

Watching the Twelve Golden Immortals depart into the distance.

He stood there in a daze for several breaths.

Then he suddenly laughed.

"Old Qin."

"We..."

"Not one of us died."

Qin Wan looked at him.

Then at the other eight.

Golden Light Holy Mother's Daoist robe was somewhat damaged.

Zhang Shao still had a bump on his forehead from the collision earlier.

Yao Bin's aura was also slightly weak.

But indeed.

Ten people.

Not one missing.

Qin Wan took a deep breath.

At last, his gaze settled on Lin Yuan.

"Junior Brother Lin."

"If you ever want to set up the Ten Ultimate Formation again."

"Just say the word."

"The ten of us will serve as your assistants."

Before Lin Yuan could speak.

Gao Yougan beside him had already drawn in a sharp breath.

"Fellow Daoist Qin."

"Those words carry no small weight."

The Ten Heavenly Lords had tremendous renown among the Intercepting Sect's formation Dao disciples.

Have them serve as assistants to a junior True Immortal?

If anyone had said that before.

They would probably have been thrown straight into the Ten Ultimate Formation for the full experience package.

Yet Qin Wan remained calm.

"If it hadn't been for Junior Brother Lin this time."

"The Ten Ultimate Formation would have broken long ago."

"The ten of us..."

He paused there.

And said no more.

But everyone understood.

Bai Li suddenly smiled.

"Old Qin is right."

"The formations belong to the ten of us."

"But this Ten Ultimate Linked Formation."

"Now has Junior Brother Lin's share in it too."

Zhao Jiang was even more direct.

"If anyone says Junior Brother Lin doesn't understand formations again."

"I'll be the first to take issue with them."

Listening to the ten of them, Lin Yuan felt somewhat moved.

When he had first approached the Ten Heavenly Lords.

He had indeed been after the rewards.

Now, he had received every reward.

And these ten Intercepting Sect Immortals, who should originally have died one by one within the Ten Ultimate Formation, were truly standing before him.

That feeling was more gratifying than merely gaining ten more abilities.

Of course.

The rewards could not be wasted either.

After the battle ended.

Lin Yuan immediately went into seclusion.

The ten portions of formation Dao ability settled simultaneously.

Combined with the spiritual treasures gifted earlier by the Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island, as well as the tempering of his mana brought by continuously controlling the Ten Ultimate Formation at high intensity.

His Late True Immortal cultivation began to loosen once more.

The Supreme Clarity Immortal Scripture within his body circulated at high speed.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered wildly.

True Immortal Peak.

A bottleneck appeared.

Then, with ten kinds of formation Dao insight simultaneously sorting through and guiding his mana, that bottleneck did not even hold for long.

Boom!

Mystic immortal light rose from within Lin Yuan's body.

After True Immortal.

Profound Immortal!

The quality of his mana underwent another transformation.

The range covered by his divine sense surged dramatically.

Innate Spiritual Perception, Battlefield Killing Intent Perception, Wind-Thunder Escape, and his two spirit swords all received a marked boost along with his breakthrough.

Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

His cultivation finally stabilized firmly at Early Profound Immortal.

"Ten rewards."

"Only Profound Immortal."

He muttered to himself.

If outsiders heard him, they would most likely want to beat him up.

He had only been at Late Earth Immortal when he entered the Primordial World.

How long had it been now?

And he was already a Profound Immortal.

Even in the Primordial World, such speed could only be called outrageous.

But Lin Yuan himself knew perfectly well.

The people before him were only the beginning.

The real heavy hitters—

Were still to come.

At the same time.

Blue Star.

Dragon Kingdom's National Secret Realm Monitoring Center.

The enormous ranking board for this cohort suddenly began flashing violently.

The teachers on duty from Jiangcheng No. 1 High School had already grown used to watching Lin Yuan's name.

So when that blood-red name moved once more.

Someone stood up immediately.

"He rose again!"

"Lin Yuan is sixth!"

"Wait!"

"It hasn't stopped yet!"

Fifth.

Fourth.

Third!

Chen Qingshan had been drinking water.

His cup froze at his lips.

"Third?"

The teacher beside him stared fixedly at the stone monument.

"No."

"Second!"

The name that had been firmly ranked second was forcibly squeezed down by the blood-colored glow.

The entire monitoring hall gradually fell silent.

Because only one final name remained at the very top.

Chen Yue.

Explanatory Sect faction.

The publicly acknowledged number one genius of Jiangcheng No. 1 High School's current class.

He was also the one who had occupied the national ranking's top spot for this cohort ever since entering the secret realm.

Lin Yuan's name stopped at second.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Chen Qingshan had just been about to breathe a sigh of relief.

The stone monument shook again.

The blood-red light leaped upward!

[Rank 1: Lin Yuan]

[Faction: Intercepting Sect]

[Rank 2: Chen Yue]

[Faction: Explanatory Sect]

The monitoring hall fell completely silent.

More than ten seconds passed.

Before someone slowly turned their head.

"Old Chen."

Chen Qingshan's face darkened.

"Shut up."

"I haven't even said anything."

"I know what you want to say."

The teacher beside him held back a laugh.

"Do you still think it's just the Intercepting Sect's early-stage advantage?"

Chen Qingshan stared at that "first place."

His lips moved several times.

In the end, he simply could not find suitable words.

This could no longer be explained away as early luck.

From fortieth place and beyond.

He had charged all the way to first.

Every so often, he would leap another stretch higher.

The key was that no one knew what Lin Yuan had done in the Primordial World.

They could only see the results.

That made it all the more torturous.

The Explanatory Sect secret realm where Chen Yue was located soon received news of the ranking change as well.

He looked at the blood-red rank that had appeared before his name for the first time.

He remained silent for a long while.

"Lin Yuan..."

"First place?"

For the first time, he truly remembered that classmate who had previously possessed almost no presence.

Primordial World.

Shang Camp.

Several days after the battle of the Ten Ultimate Formation.

Wen Zhong received another message from the front lines.

After reading the jade slip, his expression, which had relaxed considerably, suddenly changed.

Lin Yuan had just emerged after ending his secluded cultivation.

He saw Wen Zhong standing outside the main tent.

"Senior Brother."

"Who has come down from the mountain this time?"

Wen Zhong raised his head.

For the first time, his tone carried unmistakable excitement.

"This one who has come."

"You should have heard of him."

"Luofu Cave on Mount Emei."

"Martial Uncle Zhao Gongming."

Lin Yuan stopped in his tracks.