**Within the Spatial Barrier:**
“Retreat!”
Lin Yun retracted his sword formation. Before him lay the corpses of numerous demon beasts, none of which had survived.
The demon beasts in this canyon had been nearly wiped out.
During this period of Lin Yun’s aggressive harvesting of points, other cultivators had also arrived in the canyon. Some of the weaker cultivators, fearing Lin Yun, had left immediately.
However, there were also cultivators who charged into the canyon, killing demon beasts in areas far from Lin Yun.
Lin Yun did not stop them, as long as they did not rush to his front and steal his prey. Of course, their harvesting speed was far slower than Lin Yun’s.
At this point, there were still scattered demon beasts in the canyon, and these cultivators were still hunting them. However, Lin Yun had lost interest in the remaining beasts.
Hunting the few scattered beasts one by one would take too much time.
After all, with tens of thousands of participants, securing a high ranking required maintaining a high efficiency in point accumulation.
“I wonder what my current ranking is. I should be able to break into the top 100 by now,” Lin Yun thought to himself, confident in his efficiency.
According to the rules of the competition, only the top 100 would advance to the next round.
“There are still three hours left. I need to find another target.”
After saying this, Lin Yun quickly flew out of the canyon to search for his next target.
**Outside, at the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet:**
Since two hours had passed since the competition began, the changes in rankings had slowed down. Those who remained at the top now had undoubtedly proven their strength.
Those who were still at the very bottom had little hope left, while those hovering around the 100th position were still in a highly uncertain situation.
Lin Yun’s current ranking had risen to 54th place, but his point accumulation had once again stalled.
“The stagnation in points is likely due to Lin Yun searching for new targets. As long as he maintains this momentum, advancing to the next round is assured!” Elder Meigu said with a smile.
“Yes, advancing smoothly shouldn’t be a problem,” the sect master nodded with satisfaction.
In this round, whether one ranked first or 100th, the result was the same—advancing to the next round. Therefore, they only hoped that Lin Yun could advance without issues.
Elder Meigu continued to gaze at the massive Ten Thousand Flowers Ranking and added, “Additionally, Mo Qing is currently in 122nd place. There’s a chance she might break into the top 100! As for Daniel and Zhi Jin, they have no hope of advancing, but this is still good experience for them.”
“For Mo Qing, a third-level Void Refining cultivator, to reach a position close to the top 100, it seems she has had quite an extraordinary opportunity this time,” the sect master remarked with admiration.
This Ten Thousand Flowers Competition was truly a gathering of geniuses, with heroes vying for supremacy. Under normal circumstances, a third-level Void Refining cultivator would find it difficult to reach Mo Qing’s position unless they possessed the ability to surpass their level.
For example, Daniel and Zhi Jin from the Heavenly Sword Sect were also at the peak of the third-level Void Refining realm, but their current rankings were in the 400s, with no hope of breaking into the top 100.
At this moment, several participants emerged from the spatial barrier. They looked disheveled, with bloodstains on their robes.
These were individuals who had been forced to forfeit. Since the competition began, over a hundred participants had forfeited. Most of them had lost in conflicts, and to save their lives, they had no choice but to forfeit and be removed from the spatial barrier.
These forfeited participants were generally the weaker ones among the competitors.
**Elsewhere:**
“Look! The second young master has risen to 12th place! There’s a real chance he could break into the top 10!”
The members of the Gu family were excitedly watching the Ten Thousand Flowers Ranking.
Although in this round of the competition, regardless of ranking, advancing was the goal, being listed at the top of the ranking was both an honor and a way to demonstrate the strength of the Gu family to everyone present.
Moreover, having one’s name listed at the top made it more likely to catch the attention of the immortal beings.
“What’s all the fuss about? 12th place is within expectations,” the Gu family head said calmly, stroking his beard.
Although he spoke lightly, he was secretly overjoyed. His most accomplished son achieving such a glorious result—how could he not be happy?
Among the discussions at the scene, there were indeed some talking about the remarkable achievements of the Gu family’s second young master.
…
**Within the Spatial Barrier:**
In a canyon.
Mo Qing had just finished off a demon beast.
“Mo Qing!” A voice called out.
Mo Qing turned her head and saw Zhi Jin.
“Senior Brother Zhi Jin, it’s you! Why are you injured? Did someone attack you?” Mo Qing asked in surprise, looking at Zhi Jin.
Zhi Jin’s robe was stained with blood, and his face looked pale.
“I was injured by a demon beast,” Zhi Jin said with a bitter smile.
“A demon beast?” Mo Qing was even more surprised.
Given their strength, most of the demon beasts here should have been manageable. It was just that the stronger participants could kill them faster, allowing their points to rise more rapidly.
Mo Qing had not encountered any particularly powerful demon beasts so far.
“Yes, a demon beast! At the end of this canyon, there’s a massive cave. Inside is an extremely powerful demon beast. I followed a group of people in to check it out, but I was injured by the beast,” Zhi Jin said, pointing in a direction ahead.
Zhi Jin continued, “Luckily, I ran fast enough and didn’t suffer any serious injuries. A few cultivators who charged ahead didn’t even have time to forfeit before they became food for that demon beast.”
“Such a powerful demon beast would probably give a lot of points if killed,” Mo Qing said.
Zhi Jin smiled bitterly, “Senior Sister Mo Qing, that demon beast is too strong. To defeat it, at least two or three third-level Mahayana cultivators would need to work together. A single third-level Mahayana cultivator could at most fight it, but it would be very difficult to win.”
“Such a powerful demon beast is indeed beyond our reach,” Mo Qing shook her head.
“Ah, so it’s two disciples from the Heavenly Sword Sect. What a coincidence!”
A loud voice rang out from behind.
Zhi Jin and Mo Qing quickly turned their heads and saw a handsome young man.
“You are… a member of the Gu family?” Zhi Jin and Mo Qing looked at the man warily, noticing his Gu family attire.
“Correct. My name is Gu Liuyue. I’m actually quite familiar with your fellow disciple Lin Yun from the Heavenly Sword Sect. He’s my junior brother,” Gu Liuyue said with a sinister smile.
“What do you want?” Mo Qing asked coldly.
Given the deep enmity between the Gu family and the Heavenly Sword Sect, Mo Qing and Zhi Jin were naturally on guard. It was clear that Gu Liuyue had ill intentions.
“My intention is simple—to kill you!” Gu Liuyue’s smile vanished, replaced by a surge of murderous intent.
Given the feud between the Gu family and the Heavenly Sword Sect, Gu Liuyue would show no mercy to any Heavenly Sword Sect disciples he encountered.
Moreover, Lin Yun had stolen the spotlight that should have belonged to him under the Wanderer’s tutelage. Although Gu Liuyue lacked the strength to kill Lin Yun, he had the power to kill other Heavenly Sword Sect disciples!
As soon as Gu Liuyue finished speaking, he released his aura.
His cultivation level had reached the second-level Mahayana realm!
Mo Qing and Zhi Jin both paled upon sensing this level of power. Such strength would undoubtedly put immense pressure on them.
“Mo Qing, you run first. I’ll hold him off. If one of us can escape, that’s better than nothing!” Zhi Jin decisively drew his weapon.
“You two, neither of you will escape!” Gu Liuyue said with a ferocious grin.
As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his war blade, and a surge of violent energy erupted from him.
