By June, the blazing sun hung high in the sky like a gigantic furnace, its scorching rays baking the air until it grew thick and warped.
Yet even in this weather, a sea of people still crowded before the Divine Battle Hall's Earth Ranking, jostling shoulder to shoulder. Voices rose and fell in a din as lively as a marketplace.
On the White Jade Stairway step belonging to eighth place on the Earth Ranking, Mo Yun faced his ninety-third opponent.
She was a tall, graceful woman holding an emerald-green flute. Even though she was only an illusory figure formed by an Array, she radiated an ethereal air, untouched by worldly dust.
"Another Water Lineage genius?" Mo Yun made his judgment as he looked at the flute in her hand.
Along the way, he had encountered quite a few Water Lineage geniuses and had gained some understanding of their fighting style.
Most of these Water Lineage geniuses were women, and their weapons came in all sorts of strange forms: zithers, bamboo flutes, se zithers, pipas... the variety seemed endless.
"With a flute as her weapon, she probably specializes in mental attacks too..." Mo Yun focused and waited quietly for her to attack.
He had no idea how powerful his mental strength was, but since he could withstand the Blade Tower's blade intent and blade momentum without suffering the slightest damage, it probably wasn't weak.
During his climb, he had also encountered several geniuses skilled in mental attacks.
Unfortunately for them, even when he simply stood there and let them attack, those bizarre mental fluctuations failed to affect him in the slightest.
"Then let's see just how powerful the techniques of a Water Lineage prodigy in the Earth Ranking's top ten can be."
As Mo Yun pondered, a lilting flute melody began