As the years slipped by, the atmosphere on the Heaven's Pride Battlefield quietly began to change.
At first, everyone had been so shocked by Di Cang's terrifying surge in points that their scalps went numb, crushed breathless beneath the Celestial Court's suffocating dominance.
But gradually, as people grew accustomed to Di Cang's lofty name and to the Celestial Court prodigies' absolute occupation of the Heaven's Pride Rankings—
A new anticipation quietly began to take root in the hearts of countless powerhouses.
Where was Su Qingyun?
Where was that Grass-Biting Youth?
And those mysterious monstrous geniuses ranked above Di Cang on the Heavenly Dao Ranking, yet never seen before?
What, exactly, were they doing?
"Something's not right. This old man personally watched that Grass-Biting Youth and Su Qingyun enter the passage!"
A powerhouse frowned, sweeping his gaze over the densely packed names on the Heaven's Pride Rankings again and again, from top to bottom, from one to one thousand, refusing to overlook a single corner.
Yet no matter how many times he searched, he could not find those names.
Not one of the peerless monstrous geniuses ranked above Di Cang on the Heavenly Dao Ranking appeared on the Heaven's Pride Rankings either!
In the first hundred years, no one spoke.
By the second hundred years, some began whispering among themselves.
By the third hundred years, those discussions had gradually spread across the entire Heaven's Pride Battlefield.
"Nine hundred years! A whole nine hundred years!"
On the spectators' platform, a powerhouse finally could not hold back any longer and let out a hoarse roar.
"Su Qingyun, that Grass-Biting Youth, and the others among those mysterious thirteen—what on earth are they doing?"
"Even if they were utterly useless, in nine hundred years they should have earned one or two thousand points, shouldn't they?