Chapter 821: The End of the Spirit Ranking Battle

"Wan Guiyuan actually took first place!"

On the Beast Taming Sect side, whether it was Wen Ya and Long Er or those powerful Beast Taming Sect experts watching the battle, all stared dumbfounded at the name at the very top of the Earth Vein Stele, unable to recover for a long time.

Compared to others, these Beast Taming Sect Disciples were more familiar with Wan Guiyuan.

The more familiar they were, the more shocked they felt.

Wan Guiyuan was merely a Seventh-Order Will Stage Cultivator; even among the Beast Taming Sect's Seventh-Order Will Stage Core Disciples, he did not rank first.

Yet he actually snatched first place in the Spirit Ranking Battle!

How did this guy manage it?

First place on the Spirit Ranking!

Since the birth of the Spirit Ranking, the Beast Taming Sect's best result had been the previous Spirit Ranking Battle, with Wen Ya's second place.

Now.

This record had been refreshed.

Refreshed by a Seventh-Order Will Stage Core Disciple!

Even those who were still gnashing their teeth in hatred at Wan Guiyuan just a moment ago were also stunned.

"Bastard!"

"This Wan Guiyuan must have used some underhanded means to obtain the first-place position."

"Moreover, if not for falling into his schemes and losing an arm, Senior Brother Luo's ranking would never have been this poor."

On the Youyun Holy Land side, the man in the yellow robe had a gloomy expression.

Hearing the words of the man in the yellow robe, the expressions of the Youyun Holy Land Cultivators also sank accordingly.

In their view, Luo Ming originally had a very high probability of challenging for first place.

Now that he only obtained sixth place, the reason was self-evident.

It was precisely because he had an arm severed by Wan Guiyuan, and his strength had been affected.

If Luo Ming had not lost an arm, with him and Jiu You there, Youyun Holy Land might have even swept first and third place.

If one counted the three Ninth-Order Will Stage Cultivators who were certain to enter the top thirty, the losses for Youyun Holy Land were even greater.

Thinking of this.

A murderous aura could not help but rise on the faces of the Youyun Holy Land Cultivators.

The Sacred Lord of Youyun Holy Land placed extreme importance on this Spirit Ranking Battle.

If Youyun Holy Land could take first place in this Spirit Ranking Battle, plus Jiu You and the other three Ninth-Order Will Stage Cultivators.

Youyun Holy Land would not only possess two disciples in the top three of the Spirit Ranking, but the number of disciples entering the Spirit Ranking would reach at least five.

At that time, once the obtained Fortune Power was sent back to the sect, it would definitely allow Youyun Holy Land to take a step further.

It might even be possible to use this momentum to dominate the entire Youzhou in one fell swoop!

But all of this had been ruined by a Cultivator named Wan Guiyuan!

Thinking of this.

All the Youyun Holy Land Cultivators present looked at the name "Wan Guiyuan," their eyes unable to hide their cold murderous intent.

Sensing the killing intent from the Youyun Holy Land Cultivators, Mu Lingxi curled her lips.

Immediately, her gaze fell upon the Earth Vein Stele.

Just as she looked at the Earth Vein Stele, a spatial fluctuation suddenly spread out from the Earth Vein Stele.

Thirty figures flashed out from within the Earth Vein Stele.

The moment these thirty figures appeared, the crowd that had been discussing heatedly stopped talking.

They looked over simultaneously.

Facing the attention of the crowd, the thirty people had different expressions.

Some were happy, some calm, some angry, some worried...

Among them.

Aside from Xuan Che, the one with the ugliest expression was Luo Ming.

Xuan Che's original goal was first place, but because of Wan Guiyuan, he only got third.

Luo Ming was even more miserable; not only did he only get sixth place, but the arm that was severed had yet to recover, and facing the many gazes cast from all around, his face burned.

He coldly glanced at Wang Jianqiang, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside the Youyun Holy Land group.

After Luo Ming left, Jiu You glanced at Wang Jianqiang and also flew toward the Youyun Holy Land group.

Afterward, the others left one by one.

Yaoguang looked at Wang Jianqiang and flew toward the Sacred Palace Cultivators.

After everyone had left.

Xuan Che found that familiar beautiful figure in the crowd, and seeing that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He then glared fiercely at Wang Jianqiang, "Wan Guiyuan, the matter between us is not over."

After speaking, his figure flashed and he appeared beside that beautiful figure.

Kong Yu saw the thirty figures return.

For some reason, her first reaction was not to look at Brother Xuan Che, but to look at Wan Guiyuan.

Thinking of those words from Wan Guiyuan, as well as the Desolate Source Liquid that Wan Guiyuan had generously gifted her, her gaze toward Wan Guiyuan could not help but be somewhat complex.

Because she was too lost in thought, she did not even notice that Xuan Che had already appeared beside her.

Seeing Yu'er staring "intently" at Wan Guiyuan, Xuan Che only assumed that Yu'er was filled with hatred for Wan Guiyuan and did not think much of it, saying with a firm expression, "Yu'er, you have suffered."

"It was my carelessness in the Earth Vein Stele; I will definitely help you get revenge for this."

Hearing Xuan Che's voice, Kong Yu immediately came back to her senses.

She shook her head subconsciously, "Brother Xuan Che, everything that happened within the Earth Vein Stele was our fault for acting first, so let's just let it go."

"No, how can we let it go?"

Xuan Che shook his head with an icy gaze, "Rest assured, Yu'er, this Wan Guiyuan is full of tricks; I will not act rashly, but I will certainly never forget this grudge."

"In the future, I will definitely help you get revenge."

Seeing that Xuan Che had made up his mind, Kong Yu did not continue to persuade him.

Turning his head to look at Wang Jianqiang, his gaze flickered for a moment.

Beside the Earth Vein Stele, following the departure of the crowd, only Wang Jianqiang remained.

All around, the sounds of discussion were incessant.

After a round of exchanges, the crowd's gazes fell one after another upon Wang Jianqiang.

These gazes were either scrutinizing, calm, or perhaps angry... the emotions varied.

This person is Wan Guiyuan?