Chapter 629: Chapter 288: Seven Great Emperors, Soaring Rankings (Vote for Monthly Tickets)_2

Eastern Summer.Eddy Keller: “Hahaha… I truly am number one.”

Standing atop a stone peak a hundred meters high, with a burly figure yet clad in a white robe, Eddy Keller let out a proud laugh.

Because in today’s Purple Killing Energy rankings, he scored 9512 points, placing him in first, over two thousand points ahead of the second place Gabriella, which excited him tremendously.

However, delving too deep into the ruins today, he encountered a terrifying Eighth Layer Void Monster. Even Eddy Keller suffered a light injury, leaving his aura somewhat weak at the moment.

But these were minor issues.

“Life truly is as lonely as snow,” he said, standing with hands clasped behind his back on the stone peak, overlooking the dark expanse of land that spread in all directions, before adding proudly,

“What Gabriella, what Beast King Balderas, in just one day they’ve been suppressed by my genius.”

“And that First Grade Seven Layer Heaven monster, no matter how high his talent, he can’t even see the tail lights of my car now, hahaha…”

Hundred Foxes.Ian Rankin: “That’s impressive, the Purple Killing Energy has nearly reached ten thousand points. I’ve killed over a hundred polluted monsters these past two days, and I’ve only accumulated just over four hundred points.”

Simon Frank: “Eastern Summer indeed has hidden dragons and crouching tigers.”

Regarding Eddy Keller becoming first, no one was surprised; after all, he was only a hundred points behind Gabriella yesterday, and killing a few more Level 6 Void Monsters would suffice.

Everyone entering the relic is a top-notch genius from their respective nations, and while they are proud, they are not conceited. They all sent messages of sincere praise upon seeing Eddy Keller ascend to the top.

And those flattering messages made Eddy Keller feel even more elated, hahaha, indeed, he was the strongest.

But just then, a message popped up that Eddy Keller found displeasing.

Eastern Summer.Damon Lopes: “Fool, you’ve got it all backwards. Is killing monsters our goal in coming here?”

On the plains, Damon Lopes looked disdainfully at the ranking projection that displayed Eddy Keller’s name. Just as he said, that guy was a fool.

Hasn’t he realized that the Purple Killing Energy points of others haven’t increased much since yesterday?

Take Brudos, in fourth place for example, who only went from four thousand points to just over six thousand. It’s clear he didn’t focus on hunting polluted monsters today.

Besides that, the Purple Killing Energy growth of everyone else in the top thirty was also around fifty percent today.

The reason, of course, was that they were all searching for relics.

In the Ruin Area, many buildings of Ancient Civilizations had been destroyed, and in these relics, one might be lucky enough to find the inheritance left by some powerful entity or pick up an object containing intelligence.

For some geniuses, such an inheritance can be even more precious than World Origin, as not everyone possesses the King’s Attitude.

Without any hope of achieving a breakthrough to Monarch, having World Origin makes no difference, so for them, an ancient inheritance that leads directly to the Nine Layers is more precious.

Even though today’s Cultivation System differs from that of ancient times, the core is the same, and can still point the way.

Only a fool like Eddy Keller would waste his time killing Void Creatures. The Doomsday Ruin spans over ten million square kilometers, filled with countless monsters. How many can you kill?

If you’re not careful and encounter a late-period Eighth Layer Monster, you wouldn’t even have time to run away.

That must be what Jack Clark is thinking too. With this in mind, Damon Lopes’ gaze fell on Jack Clark’s name, which had slid to beyond seventieth in the rankings.

A day had passed, and that guy’s Purple Killing Energy points were the same as yesterday. Obviously, he spent the whole day searching for relics, without bothering to kill any monsters.

“It seems everyone is working hard,” Damon Lopes mused, looking at the compass-like object floating in front of him.

In the compass core, a dazzling bolt of lightning was flickering, emitting circles of invisible electromagnetic waves under the powerful undulations of Thunder.

“Hmph! Eddy Keller, that fool. Wait until Daoist Master finds the Thunderbolt Law Fragments, then I’ll show you all the might of an Innate Awakening,” he sneered.

Damon Lopes was so well-prepared this time, not without reason, having studied Ancient Civilizations after learning of the Road to Becoming a God.

The old man who raised him, moreover, the Federation commander from the Northern Battlefield, had also entered these relics decades ago and acquired some ‘books’.

Among these was the mention that on this Inheritance Continent, there were the inheritances of thirty-six Monarchs and seven Great Emperors, one of whom was known as the Lord of Thunder.

As an Innate Thunder awakened one, if he could acquire a Thunderbolt Law Fragment to strengthen his Innate Thunderbolt, he stood a good chance of inheriting the Thunder Monarch’s legacy once he embarked on the Road to Becoming a God.

According to inheritances documented by the Federation, the thirty-six Monarchs and seven Great Emperors were the strongest group of individuals during the peak of Ancient Civilization.

Yet, no one knows what happened for the seven Great Emperors, the thirty-six Monarchs, and all the King-level strong men to tear through space-time and set off on an expedition.

Before leaving, these powerful individuals each left an inheritance behind, such as several Monarchs and one of the Great Emperors on this Void Continent.

The information recorded that one year after these strong figures left, the sky suddenly broke open one day, unleashing endless monsters.

How many tens of thousands of years have passed since Ancient Civilization and where those creatures went afterward remain unclear.

After all, too much time has passed, and only limited information has survived.

In a valley littered with debris, a huge pit over a hundred meters in diameter had been dug out, and at the bottom lay a shattered Dragon Turtle statue, several meters into the ground and over a hundred meters in diameter.

Sitting atop this Dragon Turtle statue, with a broken stele on its back and dirt all over him, Justin Welan smiled as he flipped through chat logs.