The Human Ranking Unveiled

Sword energy spanned thirty thousand miles,

A single blade's radiance chilled nineteen continents.

Chen Chang'an used his finger as a sword, flicking it casually as a surge of sword energy, vast and overwhelming, rushed toward the crowd.

Wherever the sword energy passed, not a blade of grass survived!

The onlookers only saw a flash of sword light—then, in the next moment, the entire world seemed to fall into silence.

When they looked again, the ground was littered with corpses!

A mere flick of sword energy, yet it held such terrifying power?

Bang!

The ruler of the Great Zhou Kingdom dropped to his knees. Defeated—utterly and completely.

Who could have imagined that Chen Chang'an's strength was truly this heaven-defying?

"Numbers alone don’t always guarantee victory," Chen Chang'an remarked coolly to the Great Zhou ruler.

The palace grounds were limited, allowing only tens of thousands of soldiers to charge in at once.

Even so, Chen Chang'an's single strike was nothing short of breathtaking.

Slaying tens of thousands with one swing—was he even human?

The Great Zhou ruler knew all too well now. No matter how many more commands he gave, the soldiers outside would never dare enter.

Stepping inside meant certain death—who would willingly walk to their doom?

No matter how many there were, Chen Chang'an would only need to flick his fingers a few more times.

"I want to know… just who are you?"

"Let me die with clarity," the Great Zhou ruler pleaded.

"That wish, I cannot grant."

Without further words, Chen Chang'an struck, eliminating every last survivor.

What was meant to be an engagement banquet had turned into a catastrophe for the entire Great Zhou Kingdom.

The Supreme Purity Sect’s two Grand Elders, along with numerous elders and disciples, were annihilated.

The royal family was wiped out, the Liu Family eradicated.

Even among the guests, though not all perished, many suffered this unforeseen calamity.

After settling everything, Chen Yunxuan slowly opened his eyes.

Taking in the scene before him, he couldn’t help but freeze.

"This… everyone’s dead?"

"Ancestor, did you intervene?" Chen Yunxuan asked, a trace of shame in his voice.

He had promised to handle things himself, yet in the end, Chen Chang'an had to step in.

"Attaining enlightenment mid-battle is not always a good thing."

"This time, I was here. Otherwise, you would have lost your life."

Enlightenment was usually a blessing—but during a life-or-death struggle? That was another matter entirely.

"You’re right, Ancestor. I’ll try to control it better in the future," Chen Yunxuan admitted humbly.

Control it better?

"Kid, you can actually control enlightenment?" Da Huang couldn’t hide his surprise.

"I think… perhaps I can," Chen Yunxuan replied earnestly.

"Damn, you monster!"

Even a being of Da Huang’s stature couldn’t help but curse in astonishment.

Chen Yunxuan’s monstrous talent was no less than any so-called prodigy—if not greater.

"I just don’t get it."

"Someone this freakishly talented—why was he completely ordinary before sixteen?"

"What were you even doing back then?" Da Huang pressed.

Chen Yunxuan scratched his head awkwardly. "Senior Da Huang, I was working hard back then too. Maybe… I just suddenly awakened?"

Suddenly awakened?

That was plausible.

In a backwater place like Swallow Return City, with no resources or proper cultivation techniques, it was easy for talent to go unnoticed.

Had Chen Chang'an not returned, Chen Yunxuan might still be the same as before.

"How was your enlightenment this time?" Chen Chang'an asked.

"Ancestor, this enlightenment didn’t raise my cultivation realm, but my foundation feels more solid."

"My strength has improved, and… I’ve comprehended an intent!"

Intent?

Comprehending intent at the Transcendent Realm was rare, though not unheard of. But Chen Yunxuan had only been seriously cultivating for a short time.

"What kind of intent?"

"You cultivate the Supreme Tyrant Body Art—your path is one of unyielding dominance."

"This intent must be tied to that ‘tyrant’ essence, no?" Chen Chang'an probed.

"Exactly as you say, Ancestor. The intent I grasped embodies supremacy."

"I can envelop myself in this aura or project it outward."

"It greatly enhances my combat power," Chen Yunxuan explained excitedly.

Among the countless intents in the world, Chen Yunxuan’s seemed unique—at least, Chen Chang'an had never heard of one like it.

"Does this intent have a name?"

"I’d like to call it… the Celestial Supremacy Intent."

Celestial Supremacy Intent?

Peerless and unrivaled, reigning above all?

Not the most original, but fitting enough.

"Let’s go. This matter is concluded."

"It’s time to regroup with Chen Zhengyuan and the others," Chen Chang'an said.

"Yes."

"Wait!"

"Something’s off!"

Just as they were about to leave, Da Huang suddenly called out.

Chen Chang'an frowned. It wasn’t often that Da Huang showed such alarm.

Before he could ask, he too sensed the anomaly.

Chen Chang'an and Chen Yunxuan looked up.

At some point, the entire sky had become shrouded in an eerie energy.

Faint, shimmering bands of multicolored light flickered above.

"Heavenly phenomenon?"

"Da Huang, is something major about to happen?" Chen Chang'an asked warily.

This was a first for him—and, apparently, for Da Huang as well.

"Not sure, but… this energy feels terrifying," Da Huang said gravely.

Terrifying?

Cloudsoaring Peak

Mu Yunyao happened to be near Cloudsoaring Peak at this moment.

Given her strength, it had taken her over ten days to reach this place—proof of just how far it was from the Great Zhou Kingdom.

The outskirts of Cloudsoaring Peak weren’t deserted. Many factions had stationed observers here, monitoring the peak’s every movement.

At its summit, the energy fluctuations were even more intense—the source of the shimmering radiance in the sky.

"Cloudsoaring Peak stirs… Could it be? Is the legendary Human Ranking finally about to open?"

"Hard to say. This is my first time witnessing it. But regardless, our mission is complete."

"Right. Time to report back."

"Let’s go."

With Cloudsoaring Peak’s anomaly confirmed, all the stationed scouts departed.

Watching them leave, Mu Yunyao shook her head.

It seemed few of her peers from back then still remained in this world.

Otherwise, why would they make such foolish arrangements?

If the Human Ranking truly opened, the entire world would know instantly—no need for scouts to rush back with reports.

By the time they returned, the news would already be common knowledge.

"A wasted trip. Had I known it’d activate so soon, I wouldn’t have bothered coming."

Gazing at the radiant glow above Cloudsoaring Peak, a hint of nostalgia flickered in Mu Yunyao’s eyes.

After tens of thousands of years, the Three Rankings—Heaven, Earth, and Human—were finally returning to the world.

The only question was… what upheavals would they bring to the Profound Mystic Realm this time?

As Mu Yunyao was lost in thought, the Human Ranking suddenly soared into the sky from the summit of Cloudsoaring Peak, flying upward.

"The Human Ranking… it’s finally about to begin!"

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