Young Master Xu Blushed?

It was day nine at the Yunlun Mountain Range.

Nearly a third of the Imperial City Trial had passed. Under the big waves, there were less than 10,000 cultivators left from the initial 30,000 odd.

9645th!

This was the ranking number of the cultivator at the bottom of the rankings.

Xu Xiaoshou was still lingering above the fire essence magma in the inner area.

These few days, he had been waiting for the cultivators by guarding the origin stone. He had hunted too many cultivators who had come here happily but were disappointedly unable to return.

The only thing that he regretful was...

"Why aren't there any important figures here?" Xu Xiaoshou stared at the sky in a daze.

At this moment, 200 odd cultivators had been imprisoned within the range of the spiritual array that he had set up.

Or it could not be said to have been 'imprisoned'.