"I never went through the Demon Sect's disciple selection because the Demon Sect was destroyed fifty thousand years ago, and its lineage was lost. Otherwise, with my talent, becoming a Demon Sect disciple would have been a piece of cake!"
Old Ancestor Ding said coldly.
Lin Bai sneered. "Is that so? At Nine Heavens Primordial Ancestor Mountain last year, geniuses gathered in droves. There were figures defying the heavens like Yin Jiuling, the Heavenly Crippled Demon Lord, and the Old Eccentric. Why did the Demon Sect choose me instead of them?"
"Old Ancestor Ding, do you really think your talent can compare to Yin Jiuling's? To the Heavenly Crippled Demon Lord's? To the Old Eccentric's?"
Lin Bai said with a cold laugh.
Old Ancestor Ding turned and glanced at Yin Jiuling and the other two. He knew perfectly well that the talent and potential of those three were far above his own!
Lin Bai said, "Even if you had taken part in the Demon Sect's disciple selection test, you still wouldn't have been qualified to become a Demon Sect disciple!"
"Chen Qin, you're even less qualified!"
Lin Bai said coldly.
Old Ancestor Ding and Chen Qin were rendered speechless for a moment.
"Two scoundrels who can do nothing but run amok under the Demon Sect's banner—what qualifications do you have to question me, the Demon Sect's orthodox successor?"
Lin Bai asked coldly.
Chen Qin and Old Ancestor Ding were left utterly speechless by Lin Bai.
At that moment, a laugh came from within Chen Qin's body. "Hahahaha! Lin Bai is right. Anyone without the Demon Sect disciple mark has no right to call himself a Demon Sect disciple!"
The aged voice rang out, and everyone present was suddenly startled.
Black mist billowed from within Chen Qin's body, hovering above his