Some are students who have exceeded the age of twenty-five and have dropped out of the rankings.
The major forces from the East Plain Northern Land cannot be accurately measured by the East Plain Thousand Dominator List.
"Submitting to me is your only chance to live," Lu Ding warned again.
However, Sikong Jing simply retorted, "I’ll fight for my own way out, and since you’ve come... you have no way out."
The moment the words fell, Sikong Jing’s body erupted with True Qi once more, and with a light step, he lunged at Lu Ding, who, dumbfounded, then furiously shouted, "You’re stubbornly ignorant! I can handle you in three moves, believe it or not?"
With a clang, Lu Ding brandished the golden sword in his hand, unleashing the True Qi of the Daoist Martial Second Realm at Sikong Jing.
"Blood Devouring, Wild Storm Claw!"
A flash of brilliance in Sikong Jing’s eyes, he formed a terrifying black giant claw in his hand, reaching for Lu Ding’s sword and grasping it tightly, followed by a fierce slap.
The slap struck Lu Ding squarely in the face, and he flew backward with disbelief in his gaze before crashing to the ground.
Getting back to his feet, Lu Ding stared straight at Sikong Jing and loudly asked, "How can you possibly be so strong?"
This made no sense. Sikong Jing was only ranked 698th on the East Plain Thousand Dominator List, a full two hundred places below him, yet he had just been sent flying with a single blow—it was impossible!
"I was at the 698th spot when I was at the Eighth Layer of the Xuanjiang Realm, but now I have already reached... the peak of the Xuanhai Realm," said Sikong Jing coldly, answering Lu Ding’s confusion.
The Eight Layer of the Xuanjiang Realm was Sikong Jing’s level a month ago, during his time at the Court Hunting Ground.
A month later, he had reached the peak of the Xuanhai Realm.
And having not made a move in that month meant of course the Overlord Commerce would rank him based on his level at that time, and no one would believe that Sikong Jing could advance at such an astonishing rate.
Indeed, he was now easily capable of defeating Ji Ming, ranked over five hundred, and had become the number one prodigy of the Long Night Empire.
Sikong Jing was just concerned that a higher ranking might be seen by his sister, which was the only reason he had not made a move.
But now, Mo Ci would do everything possible to prevent his sister from seeing the East Plain Thousand Dominator List, so he had no reservations about striking.
"Even if you are at the peak of the Xuanhai Realm, it’s impossible for you to beat me."
A hint of madness flickered in Lu Ding’s eyes. Then, his body erupted with True Qi once again, and the dazzling golden armor on him shone with various forces, demonstrating treasures that could enhance his strength all over his body.
Sikong Jing couldn’t help but be dazzled and then chuckled, "So your rank of 481 is solely built upon treasures. Worthy of being a prince of the War Soul Dynasty, but I’ve never been afraid of flashy tricks."
With those words, Sikong Jing charged again, employing the Blood Devouring Demon Claw.
As the Invincible God General, he possessed an extremely precise judgment, and now, as the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, the flashy tricks were full of holes, making Lu Ding’s entire body a target of vulnerabilities to Sikong Jing.
The Blood Devouring Demon Claw relentlessly suppressed, its talons piercing towards Lu Ding’s weak points.
No treasure could hasten escape under Sikong Jing’s precise judgment. After a hundred claws, Lu Ding spat blood repeatedly.
All talk of handling Sikong Jing in three moves was a joke.
"You damn cur, Emperor Dragon, come and swallow this dog of a servant for me," Lu Ding suddenly bellowed in anger.
If he couldn’t win, he would call upon the Emperor Dragon for help.
The next instant, the Emperor Dragon let out a heaven-shaking roar, pouncing towards Sikong Jing, covered in jewels and precious armors.
From afar, Su Yuexi’s expression changed dramatically, and she couldn’t help but cry out, "Brother Jing, be careful!"
At the same time, Lu Ding burst into a loud laughter, "Sikong Jing, you dog servant, my rank is just for fun, I hardly need to lift a finger myself, I have plenty of servants, and the Emperor Dragon is one of them, you’re freaking dead."
To a prince, there are always subordinates to do the dirty work.
And the Emperor Dragon, being a creature of the Daoist Martial Fifth Realm, clad in so many treasured armors, could devour Sikong Jing as if it were all a game. Thinking of this, Lu Ding then turned to Su Yuexi and said, "Your woman, I’ll ruin her."
Unfortunately, just as the Emperor Dragon reached Sikong Jing’s back, Sikong Jing... suddenly turned around.
A single glance was cast towards the Emperor Dragon, and time seemed to freeze in that moment. Following that, the Emperor Dragon began to tremble, its eyes filled with unspeakable fear, as well as confusion.
Why did it feel an aura on this human that compelled it to submit?
Out of the blue, Sikong Jing’s voice was cold and detached, but to the ears of the Emperor Dragon, it boomed like thunder, vast and boundless.
With a thud, the Emperor Dragon actually knelt obediently.
Then Sikong Jing took two steps towards it and gently touched its head, saying, "Stay here and don’t move. From now on, you’ll stay at the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, where you are more than just a servant."
In an instant, the Emperor Dragon seemed to understand, nodding its head.
Across from him, Lu Ding was dumbfounded, his entire being thrown into disarray. Even he had never seen the Emperor Dragon behave so docilely.
What in the world was this, and why?
Watching Sikong Jing slowly turn around, Lu Ding frantically yelled, "You, you, you... What have you done to my Emperor Dragon?"
Sikong Jing didn’t reply but kept walking towards him, exuding a menacing aura.
This Emperor Dragon was a Demon Dragon from the Daoist Martial Fifth Realm. With Sikong Jing’s current realm, in theory, he shouldn’t be able to conquer it, and the slightest carelessness could even provoke a violent backlash from it...
That is, the innate craving of demon beasts for the Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts.
But let’s not forget that Sikong Jing now had the meridians of the Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon within him, and he had come into contact with many Demon Dragons. So instinctively, the Emperor Dragon felt that Sikong Jing was a superior Demon Dragon.
So it submitted. Now, Sikong Jing had an even greater suppressive force over Demon Dragons than over other demon beasts.
Seeing Sikong Jing approaching without a word, Lu Ding took a step back and said, "What, what do you want to do?"
Sikong Jing remained silent, continuing to advance; he had already spoken clearly just before.
Seeing this, terror suddenly crawled into Lu Ding’s heart, and he cried out oddly, "Don’t you freaking come over here, I am the third prince of the War Soul Dynasty, a True Inheritor Student of the Main Academy, you can’t afford to cross me."
Regrettably, Sikong Jing still stepped forward emotionlessly, causing Lu Ding’s fear to escalate, when suddenly, a flash of golden light enveloped his entire body.
He was preparing to use a treasure to escape...
But Sikong Jing, moving faster with the aid of the Golden Soul Palace, appeared in the direction Lu Ding was going to flash to in an instant. With a precise step, "Wah!" Lu Ding smashed brutally to the ground.
What followed was a series of cracking sounds...
Sikong Jing stripped all the treasures from Lu Ding’s body, and then smashed a fierce punch into the region of his Dantian. A pig-like scream tore through the sky as his True Qi instantly became disturbed.
With ’bang bang bang’ sounds echoing, the blood vessels in Lu Ding’s body burst, and he instantly turned into a bloodied figure.
In the end, Sikong Jing casually grabbed his collar, simply dragging him back to Su Yuexi’s side, "Yue Xi, let’s go."