Chapter 822

The Heavenly Ladder ranking list displays the all-time overall standings.

The names on it are those of the legendary prodigies since ancient times.

Now, the first place has become He Pingsheng.

Although, this He Pingsheng was in fact carved by Wang Dun.

First place: Human race, He Pingsheng!

Second place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Beichen Holy Maiden

Third place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Chiming

Fourth place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Yuan Yue

Fifth place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Feng Wanxi

Feng Wanxi, who had previously climbed to fourth place, now fell to fifth!

Yet, as everyone's gazes fixed on the stone tablet's rankings, the rankings on the tablet suddenly trembled and changed again.

First place:

Second place: Human race, He Pingsheng.

Third place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Beichen Holy Maiden.

Fourth place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Chiming.

Fifth place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Yuan Yue!

Sixth place: Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Feng Wanxi!

This time, Feng Wanxi was directly pushed out of the top five!

"What's going on?"

Seeing this ranking, nearly everyone was stunned.

Why did first place become blank?

That's right!

First place became blank—nothing at all!

No name, no information whatsoever.

"Snap…" Someone suddenly slapped their forehead and said: "I get it… This is He Pingsheng… This is the real He Pingsheng!"

"He Pingsheng never carved his name onto the Heavenly Ladder platform, yet the platform implicitly acknowledged his ascent, granting him first place—but since no name was inscribed, it appears as blank!"

At this moment, others finally realized it too.

The entire Prodigy Square erupted once more in clamor.

Countless eyes turned toward the Phoenix Clan.

After all their painstaking efforts, cunning schemes, and shameless sabotage, was it all in vain?

All for nothing.

Lost their reputation, lost face, yet failed to achieve their goal.

And they even lost over a dozen prodigies?

This…

What a loss!

A bloody loss!

Elder Feng Qi's face turned as black as a soot-covered pot.

This isn't He Pingsheng's fault!

He Pingsheng never broke the Heavenly Oath, nor did he carve his name onto the tablet.

"Hmph…" Elder Feng Qi sneered: "Let's go…"

He led the way out.

"Ah… Puh-puh-puh…"

At that moment, Feng Wanxi, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

The Phoenix Clan's prodigies surged around her in a rush.

Someone shouted: "Disaster! Elder Seven, the Holy Maiden's Dao heart has cracked!"

…

The Phoenix Clan left!

The demonic emperors in the void also departed, most of them.

In the end, only the Black Tortoise Demon Emperor, the Golden Armor Demon Emperor, and the Great Lun Ming Wang remained.

"Hehehe…" The Black Tortoise Demon Emperor bowed to He Pingsheng: "Ah, from now on, the Spirit Realm belongs to the human race!"

"He Pingsheng, old man congratulates you!"

The Golden Armor Demon Emperor said: "You old turtle, I wondered why you stayed silent before—turns out you already knew He Pingsheng would reach the top?"

That's right!

The Black Tortoise had known all along.

Now, thinking back, the Black Tortoise had first gifted the turtle shell's underplate as a gesture of goodwill, then spoken vaguely about the future's top contender.

So this fellow had known all along.

"I'll tell you some bad news!" The Golden Armor Demon Emperor said to He Pingsheng: "Someone has set up a vast invisible array around the entire Stone Platform City, locking the spatial laws here!"

"You cannot tear open space to escape—nor can you possibly get out."

"Your survival now depends on your fortune!"

With that, the Golden Armor Demon Emperor left immediately.

Giving a warning was already more than enough.

"Hehehe…" The Black Tortoise Demon Emperor chuckled: "Don't worry… don't worry at all… fortune awaits, fortune awaits…"

Muttering to himself with that same chuckle, the Black Tortoise Demon Emperor also departed.

"Follow me!" The Great Lun Ming Wang said: "I have something to say to you!"

He Pingsheng turned to look at Wang Dun.

Wang Dun stood nearby, staring blankly at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, sketching aimless gestures in the air, occasionally letting out strange cries.

Who knew what this fellow was doing!

"Senior Brother Wang… I'll take my leave!" He Pingsheng bowed to Wang Dun.

Wang Dun had no time to respond, only waved him off: "Go, go, go—I'll find you later to split the spoils!"

Just as He Pingsheng had taken a few steps, Zhu Xuanlun rushed up to him in a panic.

"Friend He, wait!"

Zhu Xuanlun, his hair white as snow, pulled out the supreme-grade 【Holy Essence Pill】 and returned it to He Pingsheng: "This… I don't need it anymore!"

"Huh?" He Pingsheng said: "Why?"

"I understand—you're about to break through to Body Integration. After breaking through, your lifespan will greatly extend, so you won't need this Holy Essence Pill, right?"

Zhu Xuanlun smiled awkwardly: "Hehehe…"

He Pingsheng accepted the Holy Essence Pill, noticing a deep scar on Zhu Xuanlun's face, and asked: "What happened to your face?"

"Nothing!" Zhu Xuanlun's expression darkened: "Just family matters—I won't trouble you with them, Friend He."

"But… I have another favor to ask of you!"

He Pingsheng said: "Speak."

Zhu Xuanlun said: "I heard you have many 【Soul-Linking Talismans】. I'd like to beg one from you—is that possible?"

His eyes glowed with anticipation.

He Pingsheng didn't know why Zhu Xuanlun wanted the Soul-Linking Talisman, but he assumed Zhu wouldn't turn against him, so he reached out and gave him one.

"Thank you… Friend He!" Zhu Xuanlun bowed.

He Pingsheng turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, Zhu Xuanlun's voice came from behind: "Friend He!"

He Pingsheng and the Great Lun Ming Wang both turned: "Friend Zhu, is there more?"

"No!" Zhu Xuanlun flashed a brilliant smile: "You're so kind!"

He Pingsheng: …

Fine.

…

He Pingsheng followed the Great Lun Ming Wang to her palace.

The array surrounding the palace sealed layer upon layer.

The Great Lun Ming Wang said nothing; she turned to face He Pingsheng, then gently brushed her slender fingers behind her ear and pulled out the hairpin made of peerless jade.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

She shook her head, and the flowing tresses swept behind her.

He Pingsheng watched warily: "What are you doing?"

The Great Lun Ming Wang bit the hairpin between her teeth, stepped forward, and said: "Last time I didn't conceive—you're about to die. I must hurry."

He Pingsheng stiffened slightly: "The Phoenix Clan fears I'll escape—they're watching this place closely. Aren't you afraid their spiritual senses will scan into this palace?"

The Great Lun Ming Wang coldly smiled: "Let them try."