"Han Taiji really is something else!" Lu Ren marveled inwardly.
Han Taiji had defeated Divine Lord Ninth Layer opponents one after another while only at the Divine Lord Seventh Layer, ultimately claiming first place on the Divine Ruins Battlefield. His talent was terrifying.
Now that so many years had passed, Han Taiji's strength had likely reached a frightening level.
Only then did Lu Ren finally grasp just how formidable Han Taiji was.
"By the way, when will the Divine Ruins Ranking be announced?" Lu Ren asked.
A prediction ranking whose top ten had a seventy-percent accuracy rate was practically a ranking of strength.
"Probably in about ten days. It'll take us roughly seven days to reach Stone Tower Ancient City. Stay there another three days, and you should be able to see the Divine Ruins Ranking," the middle-aged man said.
"The Divine Ruins Ranking..." Lu Ren murmured, looking forward to seeing it.
For one thing, knowing the ranking would give him a clear picture of those divine disciples if he ever entered the Divine Ruins Battlefield.
For another, the ranking would show at a glance which of them were strong and which were weak.
"Has a divine disciple ever deliberately hidden his strength, then swept through the Divine Ruins Battlefield?" Lu Ren suddenly asked.
"Deliberately hidden his strength?"
The middle-aged man smiled. "Divine disciples are almost always chosen through round after round of sect selection. To make a name for themselves, they also have to stand out in major secret realms and competitions. Hiding their strength is nearly impossible. Dark-horse divine disciples who can astonish everyone in a single stroke are rare."
The divine disciples of the major sects were proud and cared deeply about their reputations. They would never remain unknown forever.
The louder their names rang out, the