"He actually tied another record!"
The old man in the dark-gold Daoist robe looked displeased.
"Heh. And in the earlier passes, if he hadn't been honing himself, he might have tied even more records!"
The gray-robed elder smiled. "What do you think now?"
"He's only tied two records. That won't change anything!"
The old man in the dark-gold Daoist robe spoke in a low voice.
"Only two records?"
The gray-robed elder smiled. "You still refuse to admit that Lu Ren's talent and foundation far surpass Cang Xuanming's!"
"Even if I admit it, what of it?"
The old man in the dark-gold Daoist robe said, "You should know I have no way back!"
Inside the Ten-Origin Heavenly Pass.
Hum!
The void twisted, and Lu Ren arrived in an immeasurably vast, empty space.
There were no Great Dao World Phantoms here, nor any Daoist platforms.
Only an enormous Bronze Battle Platform spanned the center of the void.
An ancient, heavy aura hung over the platform.
Before the Bronze Battle Platform stood a gigantic Heavenly Stele.
This Heavenly Stele was more than twice the size of the previous nine.
Lu Ren looked up and saw only three names inscribed on it.
First place: Cang Xuanming, withstood ten moves!
Second place: Li Suyi, withstood three moves!
Third place: Dugu Ao, withstood one move!
Shock crossed Lu Ren's face at the rankings.
"Only three people have completed the trial and made it onto this Heavenly Stele?"
"And second place only withstood three moves? What kind of trial is this?"
The Heavenly Steles of the previous nine passes had each recorded many names.
Yet at this final pass, only three people had left theirs.
No wonder that, despite the Ten-Origin Heavenly Pass having opened for so many years, those who had truly cleared it and