“You’re really a surprise!” Zhang He slowly hovered in the air and looked down on Lin Yun with a smile, “You’re stronger than I imagined. The ranking battle is finally getting interesting.”

“Oh?” Lin Yun smiled with a playful gaze flashing across his pupils. Did Zhang He really consider himself to be the strongest? He had no idea where Zhang He got his confidence from when he was so badly beaten up earlier.

Zhang He’s Ghost Fire Battle Physique was completely crushed by him, and Zhang He didn’t even inflict any damage on his Azure Dragon Saint Physique. Then again, Lin Yun didn’t think that he would be pressured this much from the fight after reaching the Empyrean Realm.

“But you’re still the weakest and it’s practically impossible for you to win me with your cultivation!” Zhang He smiled and began to form seals with both his hands. When a painting unfolded...