If it wasnât for the spiritâs last words, Lu Yun wouldnât be the slightest bit interested in the Hero Rankings of the Soul Dominion. Whether one was strong or weak was best known by oneself.
But if one was on the Hero Ranking, then Halls of Soul Dominion were no longer needed to access further training. Building oneâs own hall was even possible! That greatly tempted Lu Yun.
He wanted to build a massive hall in the world of immortals!
Though the world of immortals didnât train soul force or practice soul weapons, Soul Dominion was a marvelous place of many uses. It would be exceedingly beneficial for immortals to come here and bask in the cultivation levels of the fourth realm.
âAlright, Iâll be off then.â Lu Yun left the Argent Snow domain.
âJust how strong is that kid? It seems a bit untoward to only put him at three thousand,â the spirit mumbled. âHeâs only the seventh person ever to be strong enough to join the ranking when progressing through the first domain.â
âYouâre Feng Feifan?â Mo Wusheng coolly demanded of the young man who presented himselfâhe didnât seem that old.
âYes,â Lu Yun nodded. âYouâre from the Luminaries?â
âHmph!â Mo Wusheng snorted and released brilliant splendor from his Argent Snow.
The two meeting in combat immediately raised a disturbance in Soul Dominion. Some candidates who werenât currently in the trial domain dropped everything and entered to watch the fight.
Though thereâd been fights over the Hero Rankings before, few were those that were like the one today. Previous battles had been those not on the ranking versus those who had a placement. Those were heavily one-sided and over almost as soon as they began.
But this time, Feng Feifan had unexpectedly shot to the top and knocked Mo Wusheng off his pedestal. This meant their level of strength was similar and itâd be highly beneficial to observe their fight, especially those who also trained with Argent Snow.
The rules of Soul Dominion challenges were particularly grave. A large square platform had been raised in front of the Argent Snow tablet. Each side running three hundred meters wide, Lu Yun and Mo Wusheng were lifted into the air.
âIt really is junior brother Feng!â Star Sect members rushed to the scene when they received word. Jaws dropped at the sight of Lu Yun on the platform and they gaped at the last name on the Argent Snow Hero Ranking. They had no idea what to make of the situation.
Xing Wuliang stared dumbly at Lu Yun, at a complete loss for words.
âThatâs martial uncle Feng! He was a Nihil World Sovereign a long time ago!â Xing Lingkong corrected.
âDonât even think of making excuses for yourself,â Xing Lan sneered. âWho in the sect doesnât know that junior brother Fengâs Nihil World Sovereign strength is borrowed from elsewhere? His true cultivation level is only in the World Manifest level, so itâs not an embarrassment to lose to him.â
Xing Lingkong fell sheepishly silent.
âJunior brother Feifanâs brought back the entire Argent Snow heritage to the sect, so how has your training gone?â Xing Lan asked.
âIâŠâ Xing Lingkong flushed and didnât dare answer. Though heâd made it past the eighty-first level of the third domain, he hadnât made it to the ultimate peak yet. Failure to reach great perfection meant that he didnât have the right to be listed on the ranking.
âItâs a good thing that junior brother made it into the ranking, or the younger generation of the Star Sect would be done for. Iâm the only one in the sect beneath Nihil World Sovereign whoâs on the Hero Rankings! It wasnât my intention to take your position as head disciple that day, but I had to do so because you fell far short of expectations!â Xing Lan barely resisted the urge to slap Xing Lingkong as she lectured him.
âYouâre in for a beating when we get back!â She turned her gaze back to the platform while Xing Lingkong grimaced ruefully.
Lu Yun looked at Mo Wushengâhis opponent was a young man roughly seventeen years old. Dressed in gray linen robes, he seemed incredibly ordinary. No one would take a second glance at him if he was thrown into a crowd.
Yet, such a typical young man as he was someone on the Argent Snow Hero Ranking.
Mo Wushengâs Argent Snow sparkled with silver radiance, but snowflakes didnât answer his call. Instead, a faint silver halo enveloped everything.
âWhat?!â Lu Yun gasped and spun on his heel, throwing himself to the side.
Silver threads flashed out of the halo as soon as he dodged, twisting and stabbing at Lu Yun. Though he evaded their first attack, they doggedly kept up the chase.
âAn aberration! This is Argent Snowâs mutated attack! So heâs grasped this level too!â Lu Yun flashed in and out of sight. He raised up his Argent Snow, fending off the silver threads. They were Mo Wushengâs attack from his soul weaponâmutated snowflakes from Argent Snow!
The gossamer threads were as sharp as sword qi, nearly invisible in the silver radiance. Even Lu Yun found it difficult to track their movement and he was almost pierced through multiple times.
âI need to counterattack or the threads will just continue to grow in number. I wonât stand a chance once the area is completely sealed off!â Lu Yun brandished the short stick in his hand and deployed his power of Argent Snow. The aberration that heâd comprehended was the same as this world of silver light!
When advancing through the levels of the first domain, heâd used the regular Diagram of Autumn Snowfall. He was now going to try the other one that heâd formed.
A picture scroll slowly unfurled over the platform. Blue skies, white clouds, willow trees welcoming the breeze. Lush branches waved in the air as a hundred types of flowers bloomed in unison, competing with each other in beauty and fragrance.
It was a scene of early summer in June.
The clouds in the cerulean sky suddenly shifted into dense thunderclouds. Snowflakes as large as a seat cushion made of grass flurried through the air, interweaving with the sight of early summer.
The glorious snowfall severed the silver threads like it was also tangible sword qi.
âWhat is this??â Mo Wusheng hastily backed away with furious swishes of his Argent Snow. The silver radiance seemed to be like ink while his soul weapon the brushâhe was trying to draw a landscape of the ultimate domain.
Unfortunately for him, Lu Yunâs scroll was already fully unfurled. A deep sense of suffering, a grievous wrong done with no hope of vengeance bloomed from his vivid vista. There seemed to be a woman weeping with immeasurable sorrow in the sublime panorama.
A blizzard in June, a drought of three years, blood splattering across white clothâŠ