Seeing that no one dared challenge him, Lu Ren could not help but say arrogantly, "Yue Qiubai, Jue Ming, didn't you want to challenge me? Why don't you dare come up now?"
Anger appeared on Yue Qiubai and Jue Ming's faces. It was not that they feared Lu Ren's Lightning Mink demon puppet; they were worried that he might have other demon puppets on him.
Faced with Lu Ren's provocation, Yue Qiubai and Jue Ming gave no response. The top Divine Kings from the other dozen or so clans likewise did not make a move.
In the end, Lu Ren accepted a challenge from a young man of the Ancient Desolate Clan and firmly held first place with seventy-seven Desolate Points.
Over the next less than month.
Many Peak Divine King Stage experts continued to battle frantically. Some saw their Desolate Points soar, while others had theirs reduced to zero.
There were only three days left before the Divine King Arena ended.
Almost everyone in the top hundred of the Desolate Ranking was a Divine King with over thirty Desolate Points. Of the rest, only those with two, three, or four Desolate Points remained, and they no longer had the strength to fight their way into the Desolate Ranking.
"Hahaha, one more battle, and I can enter the Desolate Ranking too!"
A young man from the Blade Clan laughed loudly. The fluctuations of twenty-nine Divine Rules emanated from his body, radiating a powerful aura.
Boom!
Yet just as his words fell, the entire Heaven Tier Arena began to shake violently.
A burly young man descended. He stood nine feet tall, with a broad and powerful build, his entire body crimson-red. Muscles bulged all over him, brimming with explosive strength.
"He's a warrior of the Ancient Desolate Clan. Has the Ancient