Beside the stone stele, Elder Sheng gazed at the blood-red number, his eyes blazing with excitement. He looked at Xiao Ze as if sizing up a priceless treasure.
1,799. He understood better than anyone present what that number meant. Such soul strength had unmistakably reached the Eighth Tier!
What did the Eighth Tier mean? It was enough to call someone a grandmaster!
Across the vast Central Plains, the alchemists who had reached the Eighth Tier could be counted on one hand. Most were old fossils who had ground their way there over time. But Xiao Ze had given him an enormous surprise.
Xiao Ze was every bit as impressive as Cao Ying had been back then, if not more so. That meant he was the second peerless genius after Cao Ying!
"Not bad, not bad." Elder Sheng nodded slightly, his gaze full of admiration as he looked at Xiao Ze.
"The soul test ends here. The one at the top of the ranking is, naturally, Xiao Ze, representing the Ye Family. I must also congratulate him on setting a new record. I expect it will remain unbroken for a long time to come."
At Elder Sheng's words, everyone in the hall could only shake their heads with bitter smiles. Cao Ying's record had already dealt everyone a heavy blow, and this new record set by Xiao Ze would likely remain unbroken for the next hundred or thousand years.
Xiao Ze was truly terrifying!
No wonder the Ye Family had been so confident. They had been waiting for this moment. Still, there was no doubt that placing in the top three in the next two tests and passing the examination would be easy.
That meant their hopes of driving the Ye Family out of the Five Great Families were likely doomed