Chapter 2245

When the last and tenth person fell toward the water, a force suddenly propped them up, returning both person and chair to their original seat without them becoming a drenched chicken.

Although the result was still elimination, whether or not one became a drenched chicken was completely different.

They retreated with honor rather than ending in disgrace.

The top ten received different treatment and could return with glory.

However, how they ended up was no longer important at this moment; except for their respective followers, almost no one paid them any attention.

Everyone present, including the heavenly prides who had fallen into the lake, was focused on the last remaining people in the air.

Only five people remained in the air.

Lin Moyu and Saintess Xianlian were neck and neck, with Lu Fengyao lagging behind by only a fraction.

These three had now become the first tier.

The remaining two were Dongfang Wuwen, the descendant of the Dongfang Family of Duantanya, and…

…and Saint Son Tianhuan of the Wanjing Holy Land.

Both were in the Dao Venerate Second Realm. Dongfang Wuwen's original seat was in the first position on the right, second only to Saintess Xianlian.

Saint Son Tianhuan's seat ranking was slightly worse, but the comprehension he demonstrated this time was excellent, allowing him to squeeze into the top five.

If Lin Moyu had not been here, he would have already been in the top four.

The two were only three meters away from the water's surface. At their current rate of descent, they would most likely not make it through this round.

Compared to Saintess Xianlian and the other two, they were a tier behind.

Reasonably speaking, all five of them were worthy of attention, being the most outstanding heavenly prides of the contemporary generation.

Unfortunately, most people's eyes were now focused on Lin Moyu.

This Tianzun was creating a myth.

In the fourth round, the pressure of the Great Dao doubled, and the Voice of the Great Dao became increasingly obscure.

Trying to comprehend the subsequent secret techniques from it became even more difficult.

Everyone was descending, and at a faster speed than before.

At the thirty-second minute, Dongfang Wuwen and Saint Son Tianhuan fell into the water almost simultaneously.

The moment they fell into the water, a force propped up each of their original seats.

The two woke up and instinctively looked at each other, feeling a sense of mutual appreciation.

At the same time, they saw the only three remaining people in the air, and their smiles came to an abrupt halt.

Lin Moyu, this Tianzun, was enveloped in divine light, standing there like a miracle.

Saint Son Tianhuan's pupils contracted slightly. He could never have imagined that he would actually lose to a Tianzun.

Dongfang Wuwen's reaction was almost identical to Saint Son Tianhuan's. As for why Lin Moyu was up there, it was no longer important.

What mattered was that Lin Moyu was there, and he had completely crushed them.

At the thirty-third minute, Lin Moyu suddenly halted his descent.

Meanwhile, Saintess Xianlian and Lu Fengyao were still descending. In the blink of an eye, Lin Moyu completed his overtake, truly becoming the first.

"He comprehended it!"

"He comprehended it again!"

"Why? How can he still comprehend it?!"

"We are all humans, why is there such a massive difference in our comprehension?!"

Everyone gaped, staring at Lin Moyu.

Especially those eliminated heavenly prides; they looked at each other in disbelief, unable to understand.

In the thirty-third minute of the fourth round of the first stage of the Heavenly Pride Tournament, Lin Moyu completed his overtake. As a Tianzun, he surpassed all the Dao Venerable heavenly prides in this tournament to take the top spot.

This was a moment worthy of being recorded; Lin Moyu had created a new history.

Perhaps countless years later, people would still mention that there was once such a Tianzun who had suppressed all the heavenly prides of his era.

Not only were the heavenly prides dumbfounded, but the Dao Venerables were also speechless, unable to say a word.

In the mysterious land, the Third Ancestor slapped his thigh and laughed heartily without any regard for his image. "Little Lin, you are incredible, absolutely incredible!"

"With this, countless people will remember you. You've become famous throughout the entire Origin Continent."

"If you can get the title of the Strongest Heavenly Pride, this old man will swear brotherhood with you, no matter what, I will recognize you as my brother." Lu Lian's voice rang out, "Third Ancestor, please behave yourself."

The Third Ancestor shouted, "Behave myself? Bullshit! As long as this kind of person doesn't die, his future is limitless. Maybe he can even help…"

…this old man in the future."

Lu Lian said, "What if he dies?"

The Third Ancestor said, "He won't die. This old man won't misjudge someone. Look at how many things he has done since arriving on the Origin Continent. A scourge like him won't die!"

Lu Lian sighed, somewhat speechless.

Once this Third Ancestor's temper flared up, no one could persuade him.

By the thirty-fourth minute, Lin Moyu had already pulled ahead of Saintess Xianlian and Lu Fengyao by half a body length, roughly over a meter.

By the thirty-fifth minute, the distance exceeded a full body length, with Lin Moyu leading by a wide margin.

At this moment, Lin Moyu suddenly began to ascend, widening the gap once again.

At the same time, Saintess Xianlian finally stopped her descent and stabilized herself in the air.

A trace of flush appeared on her pretty face, a sign of excessive soul power consumption.

"I finally stabilized!"

Saintess Xianlian let out a breath, opened her beautiful eyes, and scanned her surroundings.

She found that only Lu Fengyao was left before her, and everyone else had disappeared.

"That Tianzun is gone!"

"He must have been eliminated."

Saintess Xianlian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If she lost to a Tianzun, it would be far too embarrassing.

Instinctively looking down, she saw that most people were in the lake, and a few heavenly prides were by the lakeside.

Saintess Xianlian sensed something unusual. Why were all these people looking upward, at a place even higher than her?

"It can't be…"

A bad premonition arose in her heart, and she also looked up.

A chair, and sitting on it was a Tianzun, his entire body glowing with divine light, currently over two meters above her head.

At this moment, Saintess Xianlian felt a sense of collapse in her heart.

She had thought the other party was already eliminated, but she didn't expect him to have far surpassed her.

She had been sought after by everyone since childhood and nurtured with all the resources of the Ancient Lotus Holy Land; this was the first time she had suffered such a blow. It wasn't that she couldn't afford to lose; a thousand years ago, she had lost to Holy Son Huanshen of the Wanjing Holy Land, but that was because her realm was inferior to his, a difference of two realms, which meant a massive gap in strength. But now, she had lost to a Tianzun. What kind of joke was this? Saintess Xianlian's heart was on the verge of collapse, and a deep sense of frustration welled up within her.

Chapter 2767: It Seems My Results Are Quite Good

Her heart was in collapse, but her Dao Heart remained firm.

The sense of frustration lasted for only an instant before being wiped away. Saintess Xianlian's soul buzzed as a voice echoed in her Soul World.

"Even if my comprehension is inferior to yours, no matter what, you are still only a Tianzun."

"Listening to the sermon is a competition of not just comprehension, but also soul power."

"Surpassing me for a moment means nothing. Whoever can hold out until the end is the true winner!"

Saintess Xianlian refused to admit defeat. She could admit that Lin Moyu's comprehension surpassed hers, but in terms of realm, she still held an absolute advantage.

Even if Lin Moyu would be more outstanding than her in the future, that was the future, not the present.

Right now, she still wanted to compete with Lin Moyu to see who could hold out until the end.

She began to listen to the Great Dao again, comprehending the secret techniques.

Lu Fengyao still maintained her previous state, a step slower than Saintess Xianlian.

But she was completely indifferent to the outside world, not wasting even half a second.

Both Lu Fengyao and Saintess Xianlian were successors nurtured with full effort by their respective top forces. They shared similar experiences but had different personalities.

Lu Fengyao didn't care about others' opinions; she only minded herself and didn't care at all about losing face.

Saintess Xianlian, to some extent, cared about her reputation.

However, they also shared a common point, which was having an equally firm Dao Heart that was difficult to shake.

The situation in the center of the lake changed once again, with Lin Moyu far in the lead, forming a tier all by himself.

Saintess Xianlian and Lu Fengyao followed closely behind, forming the second tier.

To outsiders, it looked as if Saintess Xianlian and Lu Fengyao were chasing after Lin Moyu together.

Lin Moyu ascended very quickly, gradually widening the gap between them.

Near the end of the fourth round, Lin Moyu's distance from the lake's surface had reached twelve meters, already exceeding the ten-meter height of the heavenly prides when the sermon began.

This also showed that Lin Moyu's momentum was strong; not only did he not descend, but he could even rise higher.

Saintess Xianlian and Lu Fengyao were still seven meters from the lake's surface, having descended three meters compared to the beginning.

The distance between them and Lin Moyu also exceeded three meters.

In fact, the situation of Saintess Xianlian and Lu Fengyao was normal; someone like Lin Moyu belonged to the abnormal category.

At this moment, the entire venue was dead silent, waiting quietly.

When the time reached the fortieth minute, the fifth round began on time.

The power of the Great Dao came crashing down like a waterfall, causing all three to shake simultaneously. The Voice of the Great Dao changed: the obscure Voice of the Great Dao did not strengthen, but instead began to weaken.

Immediately after, huge runes flew down from the Great Dao.

The souls of the few felt these runes, and then they heard rumbles of thunderous roaring.

The Voice of the Great Dao was hidden within these rumbles, and the difficulty of comprehension increased once again.

Her soul power began to consume rapidly. Saintess Xianlian thought to herself, "The consumption of soul power has intensified. I'd like to see how long you can hold out."

Refusing to admit defeat, she went all out to comprehend the secret techniques within the runes.

Lu Fengyao frowned slightly. Her realm was only the Dao Venerable 1st Realm, weaker than Saintess Xianlian, and her soul power was the same.

She had already consumed most of her soul power earlier, and this time, the rapid depletion of her soul power made it somewhat unbearable for her.

Lin Moyu's soul power was also depleting rapidly, but with the World Tree present, he could still bear it, and it was not yet to the point where his expenditures exceeded his income.

His soul saw runes one after another. These runes were extremely complex, with each rune composed of countless other runes.

Lin Moyu saw at a glance that these runes were evolved from the Great Dao.

And the secret techniques were hidden within these runes.

Lin Moyu only looked for a few seconds before completely understanding the mystery within.

"The runes are the key, while the Voice of the Great Dao behind them is secondary."

"To cast aside the runes and instead try to comprehend the secret techniques through the Voice of the Great Dao is to take a roundabout route and neglect the fundamentals."

In Lin Moyu's eyes, the runes were the essence. If one cast aside the runes and merely listened to the Voice of the Great Dao, it wasn't that they couldn't comprehend it, but the process would be extremely tortuous.

Comprehending the runes, on the other hand, pointed directly to the essence, making it relatively much simpler.

However, that was only true for cultivators who had studied runes. If one did not understand runes, they had better stick to listening to the Voice of the Great Dao.

In short, both paths were viable. Runes were only suitable for a small portion of people, while the Voice of the Great Dao was suitable for the majority.

Lin Moyu decisively chose the path that only a minority of people could take and directly began to study the runes.

The runes were extremely complex, with the inner runes tangled with one another, forming an incredibly intricate structure.

Lin Moyu's eyes were dazzled by the sight, and his soul power depleted rapidly.

He attempted to dismantle the runes. He discovered that the original sizes of many runes inside had been altered—runes that should have been large were shrunken, and those that should have been small were enlarged—before being combined with one another to form the incredibly complex rune before him.