Capítulo 248: Chapter 790: Top Three Rankings of the Third Test
Chapter 790: Top Three Rankings of the Third Test
"Wang Lufei, Speedy Vegeta, and Not So Cheeky But Losing Half at the Beginning!" He Yiming announced seriously.
Facing Demon Lord Mo Shi Tian until the very end was none other than Not So Cheeky But Losing Half at the Beginning!
As for Wang Lufei, he mysteriously went offline and then came back online, gaining the body of Not So Cheeky But Losing Half at the Beginning, surpassing Demon Lord Mo Shi Tian and stunning the entire audience!
As for Blackwing Immortal Emperor...
He was actually the little boy from the Black Clan with black hair and eyes who Wang Lufei had saved during the Primal Era's cataclysmic flood. He was the last member of the Blackwing Clan, and He Yiming had never expected this.
In theory!
He could obtain the power of the Blackwing Immortal Emperor!
One could say that he was basking in Wang Lufei's glory!
Faced with Wang Lufei's actions that were even more impressive and dazzling than his own, He Yiming could only think...
Let these kinds of glory moments come even more intensely! Players, you can show off as much as you want! Show off to your heart's content! After all, as long as I can gain tangible benefits from it!
After He Yiming finished speaking, the players went crazy!
"Damn, Brother Lufei finally snatched first place!"
"In theory, Brother Lufei has been my father since ancient times, so Blackwing Immortal Emperor is my little uncle too, right?"
"Oh man, I love your shameless thoughts, Number 10! Count me in!"
"Oh my god, Vegeta and Not So Cheeky both made it to the rankings. Is this the victory of the paying players? Damn it, this damn game, in the end, it turned into a pay-to-win game after a few pay-to-win rounds!"
"Damn it, Not So Cheeky has been my father since ancient times. Are you implying that my father is embarrassing?"
"Vegeta not only pays, but he also grinds. When you were goofing off and slacking, Vegeta was tirelessly grinding the game! As for Not So Cheeky... that's my father, okay? Can you guys stop dreaming about being my little brothers all the time?"
...
The players were arguing endlessly. Those still alive on the ground were arguing, and those turning into ghosts in the sky were also arguing.
"Damn it, I let out a fart at a critical moment again!" The strongest fire mage of the Great Flame, exclaimed in frustration.
"Damn it, is there really no hope for technical players?" The number one ice mage of the Chinese server was also furious.
"All my disciples survived, but I let out a fart. Is that fair?" Qianshou, that old image of a sage-like old man, shouted indignantly.
"Everyone's letting out farts, and you're still boasting about it!" Xingchen retched, he really retched.
You guys all died completely, and you still have the nerve to complain? Only the living can deal damage, isn't that common sense?
"Boom!!!" Just at this moment, two long swords fell from the sky with a resounding crash!
One was exceptionally new, and the other was ancient and worn!
The strange thing was that these two swords were exactly the same, with the same characters engraved on the blades!
Emperor's Descent!
The sword that Immortal Emperor held in his youth!
"!" He Yiming looked up and saw a figure slowly descending from the sky, sitting cross-legged not far from him.
It was none other than the Sword Overlord Jiangaolai.
Apparently, Jiangaolai had already determined his victory over Jiangaotian!
He Yiming could sense that Jiangaotian, who had been transformed into the Devil King, was extremely powerful. Perhaps, he could fight Ghost Name One Heart without any disadvantage!
Yet Jiangaolai managed to defeat him! It was simply heaven-defying!
However, Jiangaolai's body was beginning to gradually disintegrate at this point. With a crisp sound, a piece of his skin fell off his cheek, like shattered porcelain.
This was a sign of overextending everything.
There was no hope of salvation!
Even if he were a False God whose life was never-ending, he couldn't save him!
Unless one day, his Life is Unending evolved into a true divine power.
"Thank you!" He Yiming didn't know what to say.
Jiangaolai had blocked that move, which was tantamount to doing him a great favor. However, he lost his life in the process.
"No need to thank me... I just made my choice!" Jiangaolai spoke hoarsely, his life had already begun its countdown.
"Finally, is there anything I can do for you?" He Yiming asked calmly.
Because at this point, anything he said wouldn't make a difference, it was better to see if he could fulfill the other's wish.
"I am the last successor of the Sword Clan..."
"Our Sword Clan's lifespan is half that of ordinary cultivators, and I've always wanted to break free from this fate!"
"Unfortunately, I failed!"
"In the final moments..."
"I hope that you can accept my sword, Emperor's Descent! This is the ancient sword passed down from the Immortal Emperor era until now!!!"
...
Jiangaolai spoke hoarsely, and the ancient sword Emperor's Descent emitted waves of buzzing, as if weeping for its master.
"Good!" He Yiming waved his hand with one hand, and the profound heritage of the ancient sword was in his grasp!
"Good sword!" Just by holding it, He Yiming knew that this sword was extraordinary!
Ordinary Heavenly Treasures couldn't even compare to it!
Although this sword didn't emit the astonishing aura or sharpness of a Heavenly Treasure, however...
He Yiming had a feeling that the potential of this sword was terrifying, and how much of that potential could be unleashed depended entirely on the sword bearer!
A Body Refining youth could wield this sword!
A Heaven Pillar expert could also wield this sword!
Even a Grand Emperor-level existence could wield this sword!
The stronger the bearer, the greater the power of this sword!
"I, He Yiming, accept this ancient sword Emperor's Descent!" He Yiming nodded and answered.
"He Yiming..."
"Be careful of Mu Xueying! This woman is too terrifying!"
...
After Jiangaolai's hoarse last words, his body completely disintegrated like sand and vanished.
"..." He Yiming said nothing, just silently stowed away the ancient sword Emperor's Descent.
As for the other ancient sword Emperor's Descent, He Yiming's gaze shifted, and he noticed that after that sword trembled slightly, it disappeared!
Perhaps, it had returned to the next generation of successors of the Sword Clan in this lost era!
"Disciples! Begin cleaning up the battlefield!!!" He Yiming waved his hand and ordered.
"Ah ah ah!" The nearly hundred surviving players, although they lost their arms...
It didn't affect them at all as they joyfully picked up loot and cleaned up the battlefield.
At this moment, the advantage of the Demon players was evident!
After the complete annihilation of the Dark Demons, the Demon players could regenerate after losing their arms, and so the Demon players skillfully swept through the area.
"Wood Release, Six-Armed Arhat!!!" The arms of the human players, on the other hand, regenerated much more slowly. So, they directly used Wood Release, manifesting six wooden arms, moving at a speed no slower than the Demon players!
However, the players underground were in a hurry to clean up the battlefield, and the players turning into ghosts were even more anxious!
"Pick up my body first! My storage bag is still there!"
"I killed this enemy, but before I could pick up the loot, I was killed. Remember, this enemy's corpse is mine!"
"Damn it, did you miss a demon core over there?"
...
More than a hundred players on the ground were scavenging, while thousands of ghost players above them were directing them!
This scene left He Yiming utterly dumbfounded.
He Yiming turned around and suddenly felt a sense of surprise.
Mu Xueying was smiling at him, holding Little Yatou Lian Duoduo's hand. It was like a wife watching her husband while holding their child.
At this moment, as the mist spread, He Yiming took a deep breath.
The Bridge to the Other Shore was about to appear. Finally, they could return to the future era!
The journeys through the Primordial Era, the Ancient Era, and the Lost Era's grand secrets were finally coming to an end!
"It's over!" He Yiming walked over and said softly.
"No, it's not over yet! There's still one person!" Mu Xueying said leisurely.
"Who?" He Yiming was taken aback.
"Boom!!!" Just at this moment, a figure descended from the sky and landed not far from He Yiming.
This figure was exuding a chilling killing intent; evidently, they had been waiting for a long time!
"It's you!" He Yiming's gaze narrowed, instantly recognizing this person...
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