"Huh, the 'Celestial Ranking' has changed!"
"Who is this Qin Wudao? He's incredibly strong; he shot straight to third place!"
"I remember he used to be ranked above one hundred. Just a short while ago, he was in eleventh place. How did he make such a huge leap?"
Within the Four Regions, many Martial Artists noted the change in the Celestial Ranking with surprise, their gazes filled with envy and jealousy.
Qin Wudao's name once again resounded far and wide.
In a mysterious canyon, the Soul Martial Ancestor stood on a stone cliff, looking up at the changes in the 'Celestial Ranking,' his thick, black, sword-like eyebrows involuntarily knitting together.
Qin Wudao, do you truly possess a special physique, or not?
After a long moment, the Soul Martial Ancestor's puzzled voice drifted into the distance.
The Eternal Temple had investigated Qin Wudao's background dozens of times. While much was clear as day, many details seemed illogical.
