At the Divine Battle Hall, before the Earth Ranking.
A figure appeared before Mo Yun, holding a longsword. It looked somewhat illusory, as though constructed from countless points of light and lines.
"Judging by its aura alone, it's roughly at the false core stage. Its physical strength seems decent too, but I wonder how strong it actually is," Mo Yun mused.
Just then, with a sharp whoosh, the sword-wielding phantom attacked.
In an instant, countless lights and shadows converged. The still somewhat illusory longsword solidified and swept out a silvery-white streak of sword light shaped like a crescent moon.
Mo Yun instinctively circulated his true essence. A white tiger phantom coalesced behind him in a flash, and he punched out fiercely.
Bang!
His fist intent surged, bursting like a blazing sun and erupting with dazzling golden radiance.
With a thunderous crash, the sword light vanished and the phantom shattered. It offered no resistance whatsoever, as though it had been made of paper.
Mo Yun scratched his head. "That's it? Looks like I overestimated the strength of the top hundred."
Just then, Mo Yun suddenly felt his whole body grow light. After a brief spell of dizziness, he found himself on the second step of the White Jade Stairway.
At the same time, a change had already taken place on the Black Stele before the White Jade Stairway.
The name previously ranked one hundred slowly disappeared, and Mo Yun's name emerged in its place.
100, Mo Yun, peak transforming force cultivation.
Looking up at Mo Yun's name on the Black Stele, Fang Bingjun could not help staring in astonishment. He muttered, "He defeated number one hundred that quickly?!"
"I remember number one hundred was Song Tian, right? A genuine false core cultivator, with a mastery of the Tyrant Sword