Tycoon War God

At this moment, the Barbarian Continent’s Proud Sons of Heaven, who were struck by the sight of Lin Mu covered in blood, only then noticed Lin Mu’s score: 54!

This means that this Earth Realm Master from the Barbarian Continent, still passed the second trial!

First round, Heavenly Realm!

Second round, two Great Thousand Worlds!

Ninth round, means precisely 256 Great Thousand Worlds!

Just thinking about this number, the hearts of the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent nearly stopped beating!

How is this possible!

Can a person be powerful to such an extent?

Facing four or eight geniuses with the same score, they are already unable to cope.

How did this Earth Realm Master win?

Even seeing Lin Mu’s score above his head, with the result already known in advance, everyone still couldn’t believe it!

They stared at everything on the screen, not wanting to miss it!

On the screen, various Divine Skills were at Lin Mu’s fingertips.

The exiled immortals and prodigies from two Great Thousand Worlds could not pose any threat to him.

Four worlds!

Eight worlds!

Sixteen worlds!

Until thirty-two Great Thousand Worlds’ exiled immortals and prodigies appeared simultaneously, it only then caused an obstruction to Lin Mu!

Gazing at the screen flooded with nearly endless exiled immortals and prodigies, the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent could hardly imagine.

Thirty-two Great Thousand Worlds were already so terrifying, how scary will it become afterwards!

Sixty-four Great Thousand Worlds of exiled immortals and prodigies!

For the first time, wounds appeared on Lin Mu’s body, but that was all!

One hundred twenty-eight Great Thousand Worlds, the countless exiled immortals and prodigies finally inflicted significant damage on Lin Mu!

There was even a prodigy with a score of 42, who almost critically injured Lin Mu!

When 256 Great Thousand Worlds’ exiled immortals and prodigies appeared, the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent were already in despair.

With so many people, even just crushing one person at a time, it could exhaust someone to death!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

On the screen, Lin Mu looked like a terrifying killing machine.

Clearly already gasping for breath!

Clearly already covered in wounds!

Clearly already exhausted!

As if he would collapse in the next moment, cut to pieces by chaotic blades.

Yet, he would always manage to stand shakily, fighting!

If, before all this, the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent were merely awestruck by the unmatched strength of the Earth Realm Master, now they were impressed by Lin Mu’s indestructible will!

Gazing at the screen, facing an army but pressing forward regardless, exhausted but still fighting fiercely, Lin Mu.

The Proud Sons of Heaven all fell silent.

What is feared isn’t those around you having talent superior to yours.

But rather, that despite having talent superior to yours, they are even more diligent, more desperate!

Mo Wenjian clenched his fist and silently asked himself, had he truly exerted every effort until the very last moment?

For the first time, an expression of shame appeared on Jin Luoyu’s youthful face.

If he had fought like Lin Mu without a care, perhaps he could have earned four points too?

Inside the temple, there was no shock, no cheers, no doubts, only silence.

Everyone watched the screen, silently gazing at the man like a deity and a demon!

Boom!

On the screen, Lin Mu’s attack missed!

He was simply too tired, his spirit had reached the brink of exhaustion!

He didn’t even know if his attack had reached the enemy!

After missing the target seven or eight times in a row, Lin Mu finally came to and stopped attacking.

The screen ended, the shadow vanished.

Everyone silently looked towards the corner, at the man in blood-soaked robes, sitting cross-legged.

The Earth Realm Master, ultimate prodigy, first in the Heavenly Realm.

All past titles seemed to have faded at this moment.

The single impression retained in the hearts of all the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent was the figure fighting desperately amidst endless exiled immortals.

”No wonder he could pass the Ninth Thunder Tribulation!”

Such talent, such steadfast will, such terrifying fighting spirit.

Such a person is invincible!

Invincible!

This is the most deeply rooted impression of Lin Mu in the hearts of the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent.

Invincible talent, invincible will, invincible fighting spirit!

This man is invincible!

Lin Mu, Lin Wudi!

The Sky Temple began issuing rewards for the second trial.

But this time, not many people cared anymore.

Now they only wanted to know what miracles this Earth Realm Master from the Barbarian Continent would continue to create!

”The trials for two rounds are over, now proceeding with the Sky Monument ranking…”

Reward distribution ends.

Mo Wenjian, Jin Luoyu, received the reward of conceptual realm insight, uncontrollably advancing to Divinity Transformation Realm.

While Lin Mu still had not advanced!

The sound from the Sky Temple finally caught the attention of the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent.

”Heavenly Realm, Barbarian Continent, Sky Expansion Sect, Mo Wenjian, Sky Monument score 34, ranked 56,839,652nd on the Heavenly Ranking!”

Holy crap!

Seeing Mo Wenjian’s rank on the Heavenly Ranking, the Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent all cursed!

Wasn’t Mo Wenjian supposed to be ranked over forty thousand on the overall list, what is this fifty-six million plus ranking?

But after the complaints, they somewhat figured it out.

The Sky Temple opens once a year.

Each time it opens, at least tens of thousands of people from all over the Heavenly Realm enter.

Generally, those who enter the Sky Temple don’t leave until they advance to Integrate Dao.

With the lifespan of those who undergo Divinity Transformation lasting thousands of years.

One can imagine how vast the accumulated numbers over years in the Sky Temple!

The Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent no longer wanted to look at their own rankings.

Mo Wenjian with 33 points was ranked over fifty-six million, they estimated their ranks would be over a hundred million?

Now, they only wanted to know the ranking of Lin Wudi, the Earth Realm Master.

Soon, Lin Mu’s ranking appeared.

”Heavenly Realm, Barbarian Continent, Earth Blessed Land, Lin Mu, Sky Monument score 54, ranked 9,354,323rd on the Heavenly Ranking!!”

Also nearly a ten-million ranking!

How is this possible?

The Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent found it somewhat difficult to understand!

Before they could inquire further, a white light appeared again.

Swish!

Everyone in the room disappeared!

When they reappeared, they were at the foot of a mountain.

”Huh? Why are there only about thirty people here? Did we remember the time wrong? Didn’t the Sky Temple open?”

”No, if the Sky Temple didn’t open, how did these people get in?”

”Uh, I counted the time, the Sky Temple should open in two months, these people…”

Mo Wenjian and the others realized that across them stood thousands of people, all looking at them with eager eyes!

”Never mind so much, getting scores is the real deal!”

Among the thousands of people in Divinity Transformation Realm, one person swore loudly as he stood out, looking like the leader of the group.

With a longsword in his hand, he pointed towards Mo Wenjian and the others, ”Among you, who has the highest score, step forward!”

The Proud Sons of Heaven from the Barbarian Continent were puzzled.

Before entering the Sky Temple, although the elders from Holy Lands and sects had spoken of many things about the Sky Temple.

But what they spoke about was the first and second trials, never mentioning what would happen after the two trials, once really inside the Temple.

Facing the arrogant ”elder,” everyone suddenly had a bad feeling.

As he spoke, everyone subconsciously looked at Lin Mu.

54 points, undoubtedly the highest among them all.

The man followed their gaze, grinned and said, ”Fine, I am from the Ancient Continent, Heavenly Cloud Holy Land, Yun Tianchao, challenging you…”

Yun Tianchao’s words halted halfway.

”Nascent Soul?!”

”You passed two trials, how can you still be at the Nascent Soul Realm!”

Yun Tianchao stared incredulously with wide eyes!