More than a dozen people were shouting this in their hearts.

"Pass rate for the Poison Civilization, ninety-two percent." Seeing this figure, many people were so shocked they nearly collapsed. The poison of the Poison Civilization was notoriously difficult to handle, yet Lu Yuan achieved a pass rate of ninety-two percent against it. This was astounding. The Deputy Lord of the Medicine Civilization stroked his beard and smiled, understanding the reason immediately.

"Pass rate for the Evil Sword Civilization, ninety-three percent." This was even better. For others, hitting ninety percent occasionally was considered excellent, and an eighty percent pass rate was already high. Yet, Lu Yuan casually churned out ninety-plus percentages—ninety-two, ninety-three—as if it were simple. They were all human; how could the gap between individuals be this vast? A wave of melancholy washed over many, especially Night Emperor. Night Emperor, who always styled himself as the peerlessly handsome, mature, and unparalleled dark beauty, had always considered himself irresistible. Now, finding Lu Yuan so formidable, surpassing even his own status as a mature, handsome dark beauty, brought him a measure of gloom.

Tian Yu Ji lightly smoothed her golden locks. "Is he the one from the prophecy...?" she murmured, referring to a prophecy from the Bird Civilization.

"Strength Civilization, ninety percent." This ninety percent didn't cause much astonishment. The Strength Civilization was inherently capable of yielding high results. Of course, they were unaware that Lu Yuan had acquired a two-tenths share of the Pangu Golden Body from the Strength Civilization. Had they known, they likely wouldn't have slept a wink. The Pangu Golden Body, hailed as the supreme body defense technique across epochs, attracted countless gazes. Possessing the Pangu Golden Body vastly increased one's self-preservation ability in combat. This was the capital that allowed the Strength Civilization and the Axe Civilization to dominate; otherwise, with their utterly mediocre techniques, how could they command a foothold among the civilizations?

"Immortal Ancient Civilization, eighty-nine percent." A collective gasp swept through the crowd at this result. For all previous civilizations, even hitting ninety percent was remarkable but generally acceptable.

However, the Immortal Ancient Civilization was no ordinary group; it was an Ancient Civilization. Could Lu Yuan achieve a pass rate near ninety percent even against an Ancient Civilization? Breaking through the techniques of an Ancient Civilization to achieve nearly ninety percent was significantly harder than with common civilizations, the difficulty exponentially increased. Furthermore, the Immortal Ancient Civilization was notoriously tricky among the Ancients, their immortal arts ever-changing, utterly unpredictable, and extremely difficult to defend against—the most headache-inducing civilization. Even the Fa Gu Civilization, their longtime rival, found cracking them tough, yet Lu Yuan managed an eighty-nine percent pass rate.

Of course, amidst the shock, there was elation. What the First Prince of Fa desperately wanted now was Lu Yuan's method of breaking through. Armed with Lu Yuan's numerous countermeasures, hehe, the Immortal Ancient Civilization was doomed to suffer a massive loss. The Deputy Lord of the Hidden Fa Civilization, who had been secluded for generations, heard Lu Yuan's name for the first time. He had been hidden for too long and recognized Lu Yuan’s extraordinary nature upon this first encounter.

"Buddha Ancient Civilization pass rate, eighty-five percent." This might seem low, but it was actually very high. The Buddha Ancient Civilization's assessment included numerous defense-breaking techniques, and defense was precisely their greatest strength. Lu Yuan achieving eighty-five percent against them was formidable.

"Bronze Civilization pass rate, ninety-five percent." This ninety-five percent couldn't shock people anymore. The ninety-four percent from the Theft Civilization had already stunned them. Moreover, it seemed Lu Yuan had been holding back against the Bronze Civilization. Seeing this score, everyone secretly thought: Lu Yuan truly is the bane of the Bronze Civilization. We can only offer our condolences to the Bronze Civilization; having their techniques broken to this extent spells disaster for them.

"Desolate Ancient Civilization pass rate, eighty-eight percent." The ninety-five percent from the Bronze Civilization earlier had already numbed the crowd, so even this rare and astonishing eighty-eight percent against the Desolate Ancient Civilization was met with apathy. They were simply too numb to be shocked.

"Tree Civilization pass rate, eighty-nine percent." Continue to be numb. Everyone had lost feeling already. Only if Lu Yuan suddenly posted a seventy, sixty, or even fifty or forty percent result would it cause a stir. Normally, higher scores provoked more shock, but Lu Yuan’s continuous high results had shocked everyone into indifference. Unless he presented a low score now—ha! This was truly perverse.

But this perverse reversal was genuinely absurd.

Utterly absurd.

"Seed Civilization pass rate, ninety-one percent." Sure enough, Lu Yuan couldn't manage a forty or fifty percent score; he just kept posting high numbers. Fine, everyone, remain numb. A sense of chaos and disorientation permeated the venue.

"Flower Civilization, ninety percent." Keep numbing.

"Fire Civilization, ninety-one percent." Still numb. Only the Deputy Lord of the Ice Civilization paused to look. His own civilization's rate against the Fire Civilization was ninety percent. Given the mutual repulsion between Ice and Fire, it was unexpected that Lu Yuan achieved this level without any elemental advantage. The Deputy Lord of the Ice Civilization now truly understood he had lost. However, the Deputy Lord of the Ice Civilization was a pure warrior; losing meant losing, and any decrease in fortune could be recouped by winning next time.

"Demon Civilization, ninety-three percent." "Yao Civilization, ninety-three percent." These ninety-three percent results were met with the same numbness. Of course, one couldn't say it was entirely numb. Relatively speaking, the Fa Wu Alliance had few means to counter the Demon and Yao Civilizations. Lu Yuan’s ninety-three percent pass rate suggested he now possessed methods to deal with both.

"Sphere Civilization, ninety percent." Continued numbness, no surprises whatsoever.

They waited for the next result, assuming it would be ninety percent again, everyone remaining numb.

Wait, why hasn't the next result appeared yet?

Hold on, something seems wrong.

That Sphere Civilization result... that must have been the twenty-first civilization.

This means... it’s over.

Well, it really was finished. Because they had been numb for so long, their brains didn't react immediately. Their minds were frozen, and only now did they realize it had concluded.

As it ended, everyone let out a breath. A string of results centered around ninety percent had been overwhelmingly oppressive. A ninety percent rate was rare enough on its own, but what was truly heaven-defying was the repeated appearance of ninety-three, ninety-four, and ninety-five percent. What in the world was going on with Lu Yuan?

"Lu Yuan’s techniques, I fear, are practically Unrivaled Across the Epochs, save for the Civilization Lords themselves," stated the First Prince of Fa.

"Indeed, Unrivaled Across the Epochs," echoed the Deputy Lord of the Martial Saint Civilization.

"Unrivaled Across the Epochs!" These four words represented the utmost glory, a title undeniably hard-earned. Truly, no one present had yet attained this honor. But now, in terms of techniques, Lu Yuan could fundamentally claim this glory; his string of achievements was too dazzling.

So dazzling it almost blinded people. This was the brilliance of the Second Scion of Fortune in this epoch. Many now believed Lu Yuan could potentially defeat the Son of Desolation and seize the position of the First Scion of Fortune. The fortunes of the younger generation were not yet stabilized, allowing for such contests. Ah, poor Son of Desolation! Following this event, everyone had extraordinary faith in Lu Yuan; they had no choice but to have confidence.

The Deputy Lord of the Dragon Civilization sighed. To encounter Yuan Yuan—what choice did he have but to concede? The insight of the Ancestral Dragon was truly...

The Deputy Lord of the Ice Civilization said nothing, but his resolve to strive for the position of Civilization Lord hardened further in his heart.

The Lord of the Transformation Fa Civilization moved a chess piece, setting it down. His Hundred-Square War Chess game remained in a complex, tangled state. He clearly did not wish for the game to end soon, preferring to lead it into confusion. The Lord of the Transformation Fa Civilization calculated subtly: "Your achievements are quite substantial; you should be entitled to five Mid-Tier Divine Artifacts." He recalled that the Deputy Lord of the Ice Civilization’s accomplishment was equivalent to only one such artifact.

Lu Yuan's accomplishments were roughly five times those of the Deputy Lord of the Ice Civilization. Indeed, the merit Lu Yuan earned this time was verifiably five times greater. Both were exceptional, but comparatively, Lu Yuan was clearly superior.

Five!

Lu Yuan heard the number five and felt content; it largely met his expectations.

Lu Yuan inquired, "What are the effects of these five Mid-Tier Divine Artifacts?"

"They should be sufficient to elevate you to the Ninth Epoch, no problem," the Lord of the Transformation Fa Civilization nodded.

Good. Being able to reach the Ninth Epoch was reassuring. What Lu Yuan worried about was the next barrier: advancing from the Ninth to the Tenth Epoch. Mid-Tier Divine Artifacts would be useless then; more of them wouldn't help. Breaking through the Tenth Epoch required many esoteric and mysterious elements. The Tenth Epoch was immensely difficult to cross, comparable to the Civilization Heavenly Barrier of old. The memory of breaking that barrier sent a chill down his spine—it was too hard!

The Lord of the Transformation Fa Civilization continued, "However, I cannot give you the five Mid-Tier Divine Artifacts right now. The artifacts require one key each from us of the Fa and Wu factions. We hadn't anticipated anyone could earn this many artifacts in one go, so we weren't prepared. One key is in my possession, and the other is with the Lord of the Martial God Civilization of the Wu Ancient Civilization. He will arrive before the Great Decisive Battle, and we will present all five Mid-Tier Divine Artifacts to you then." Since the Lord of the Transformation Fa Civilization had said so, Lu Yuan naturally agreed. A slight delay was fine; the Great Decisive Battle was about to commence soon. As soon as it started, he could ascend from the Seventh to the Ninth Epoch. Tsk, tsk, incredible. He eagerly anticipated the start of the Great Decisive Battle.

......

Then, the Lord of the Transformation Fa Civilization raised his hand. "Now, we begin studying Lu Yuan’s methods of breaking through. We must give the Desolate Immortal Buddha Alliance a massive lesson during the Great Decisive Battle to cement our victory." He brought out the data compiled from Lu Yuan’s results for research. Everyone else also began studying, marveling at Lu Yuan's power; some of his techniques were truly inspired and groundbreaking.

Everyone became engaged, observing Lu Yuan’s methods—the techniques of the man crowned as the epoch's ultimate master of technique.

Truly worthy of the title "Unrivaled Across the Epochs!"