"Jing Yan, do you see now? This is the gap between you and me—the gap in talent. This past year, you have been treading water, while I have taken another step forward!"
Yang Ziyou sneered.
For a Martial Artist in the Divine Profound Realm, stepping into the Divine Lord Realm was no easy feat. They either encountered a fortuitous opportunity and broke through directly, or possessed heaven-defying talent and relied on their own comprehension of the Great Dao of heaven and earth to make the breakthrough.
Those who failed to break through would naturally compete for first place on the Mysterious River Ranking and fight for the True One Divine Water.
The previous holder of first place on the Mysterious River Ranking had already consumed the True One Divine Water and entered the Divine Lord Realm.
As for those like them in the top ten of the Mysterious River Ranking, the gap in strength was not particularly great. If they wanted to vie for first place, they naturally had to raise their strength through other means.
They could either cultivate divine arts, subdue stronger Exotic Five Elements, cultivate divine bodies, or cultivate Martial Intent.
As for him, he had cultivated his Sword Intent to the Eleventh Heaven. Eleventh Heaven Sword Intent was comparable to the power of the Heavenly God Realm.
Even an ordinary Martial Artist, upon cultivating Sword Intent to the Eleventh Heaven, could slaughter a Heavenly God with a single sword strike.
"You haven't won yet!"
Jing Yan roared. Just as he was about to make a move, a figure slowly approached from behind him.
"It's the Divine Son!"
Jing Yan froze.
"The Divine Son actually came out!"
"What is the Divine Son doing here?"
Many disciples of the Five Elements Divine Sect wore worried expressions.
In their