Chapter 1503: The Myriad Worlds Stele Shifts, Rankings Fall

Seeing Yun Xiantai's three members move faster than himself, Zhao Rou immediately became unhappy.

They shamelessly stayed behind, finally managing to get a meal, and now Yun Xiantai's lot even want to snatch it away.

"I'm a Space Pirate, aren't you just taking food from a tiger's mouth?"

Unfortunately, facing Zhao Rou's words, not only did Yun Xiantai's three ignore her, but even Zhao Jie and Zhao Lin, the two brothers beside her, had no intention of responding.

What time is it now, still having the mood to spout nonsense?

"Hey, old timer, are you hearing me when I talk to you?"

Zhao Rou hadn't even realized it; seeing Yun Xiantai pay no heed to her at all, she furrowed her brows and snapped angrily.

Still no response came; seeing his older brother's dazed look, Zhao Jie beside him couldn't help but remind him.

No wonder they're called blood brothers—at this moment Zhao Jie still remembered to remind his older brother.

"Older brother, cut the nonsense—if you keep talking, there'll be nothing left."

"What do you mean, nothing left? Holy shit, leave some for me."

At first he hadn't reacted; just turning his head, he saw the table originally full of dishes, and in such a short time more than half had been wiped out.

Seeing that, Zhao Rou also became completely frantic—he had only taken a few bites.

A conspiracy—this must be the old timer's plot; I, Zhao Rou, have been duped.

He didn't even have time to deal with Yun Xiantai's three; Zhao Rou quickly joined the scuffle, but as the saying goes, a slow start means slow all the way.

Even if Zhao Rou exerted all his strength, he still couldn't eat much; when it comes to grabbing food, Yun Xiantai's trio are absolutely seasoned.

After the table of food was finished, Yun Xiantai's three wiped their mouths satisfied—what a good meal.

Turning to look at Zhao Rou's three brothers, Yun Xiantai spoke.

"From now on, we'll do as agreed—if you want to eat, you have to contribute."

Hearing that, Zhao Rou's face darkened; in that meal just now he had only eaten a little, far from enough.

He didn't even get to taste many dishes before several people finished them off, licking the plates clean.

Zhao Jie, meanwhile, nodded in agreement from the side.

"Understood."

Since we've reached cooperation, this is naturally how it should be.

After scraping together another meal, Zhao Rou's three brothers felt awkward overstaying and quickly rose to take their leave.

The three brothers' main task right now is to rally other Space Pirates to their side.

As long as they can bring in a batch of Space Pirates, they'll get a meal—that's also what Yun Xiantai's group promised.

But there are certainly requirements for the Space Pirates as well.

At the very least, they need an Emperor Sovereign powerhouse to hold the fort.

Without even an Emperor Sovereign, expecting them to seize the Heavenly Dao's fortune is utterly unrealistic—doomed to fail.

"Let's go, head back."

Seeing off the Zhao clan's three brothers, Yun Xiantai's three also brought Ye Zhangqing back to Dao Yi Shengdi.

All that's left is to wait for news.

But just as they arrived at Dao Yi Shengdi, the Myriad Worlds Stele in the sky above underwent another change.

All that could be seen was Haotu Shijie, which had been ranked first, flashing with a golden light as the Nine Abyss Realm overtook it, dropping it to second place.

No longer top of the list, but this seemed only the beginning.

Soon after, the Myriad Worlds Stele would change almost every Shíchén.

Many changes occurred, especially among the top few rankings.

Haotu Shijie fell all the way from second place to outside the top ten.

Meanwhile, the famous strong worlds of the Myriad Realms seemed to have planned it, all exerting their strength on this day.

They surged all the way into the top ten; regarding such a massive shift in the Myriad Worlds Stele, many worlds seemed not shocked.

At least it wasn't as shocking as when Haotu Shijie suddenly shot up to first place before.

In the eyes of many worlds, this kind of ranking is what's normal.

At this moment, the worlds ranked in the top ten are all famous strong worlds of the Myriad Realms.

Their strength speaks for itself—being able to charge into the top ten is only natural.

Unlike Haotu Shijie, which seemed to have come out of nowhere.

Before, no one had heard of it; when the Myriad Worlds Stele first appeared, it shot straight to first place.

But now it's normal—it dropped straight to outside the top ten, and its rank should keep falling.

Many worlds hold this view.

Haotu Shijie can't even hold onto its current ranking.

The Zhang Clan—specifically the Zhang Clan Elder who had returned from Dao Yi Shengdi—gazed at the Myriad Worlds Stele in the sky, and for some reason felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

"That's more like it—it seems all the major worlds are starting to exert themselves."

Haotu Shijie's strength isn't weak, but compared to these mighty worlds it's still far behind—at least in the Ancestor Realm there's nothing comparable.

Relatively familiar with Haotu Shijie, the Zhang Clan Elder estimates that making it into the top hundred would already be not bad.

As for saying it would fall to the very bottom, that's a bit of an exaggeration.

After all, Haotu Shijie has several Emperor Sovereign powerhouses; with such strength, if luck improves a bit, charging into the top hundred is still no problem.

"We also need to hurry up."

He murmured softly, and the Zhang Clan Elder then withdrew his gaze.

As the party involved, Haotu Shijie is actually not worried at all about the changes in the Myriad Worlds Stele.

Mainly because Dao Yi Shengdi isn't concerned—since the holy land hasn't issued orders, other forces naturally dare not act on their own.

We can only wait for the order of Dao Yi Shengdi.

"We've been far surpassed."

"It's fine, wait a moment."

Qi Xiong remained calm; now he's just waiting for those space pirates to arrive.

For several days, the Tiāndào Qìyùn of Dao Yi Shengdi showed no improvement whatsoever, and its ranking kept falling.

Before, it was still ranked in the teens, but after a few days, Haotu Shijie had already dropped outside the top hundred.

It was exactly at 103rd place.

Everyone thought Haotu Shijie might be a fleeting bloom—its Tiāndào Qìyùn hadn't improved for days, and no one knew whether it could hold on.

If other worlds took notice and seized its Tiāndào Qìyùn, it would likely drop several hundred ranks in an instant.

"Heh, I said Haotu Shijie is just a fleeting bloom."

"At first they resorted to petty tricks and shady schemes, but how long can they keep it up?"

"Without strength, it's ultimately just empty clouds."

"But even so, we will never let them off; when the opportunity arises, we'll wipe out this world in one fell swoop."

As for who is happiest watching Haotu Shijie's ranking slip bit by bit, it's undoubtedly the demon race.

The demon race's hatred for Haotu Shijie runs deep to the bone; now seeing Haotu Shijie's true form laid bare, the demon emperors feel immensely satisfied.

Such a closed world has just made contact with Zhu Tian Wan Jie; on what basis can it compete with the demon race?

Moreover, the Demon Realm has repeatedly suffered losses at the hands of Haotu Shijie, leaving the demon emperors holding their breath—but now that breath is released.