No One Can Intercede for Him

Zhang Qianqian watched Zhou Cheng's figure and shook her head as well.

Just as her maid had said, no matter how high this young man's talent was, once he had offended Lord Luo Jiacheng, he could never amount to anything.

After offending Luo Jiacheng, there was simply no room left for him to live.

Not even the Immortal Hall Master would dare risk offending Luo Jiacheng by admitting this young man into the Immortal Hall.

Though the Immortal World was vast, there was no place in it for this young man.

Just as Zhang Qianqian and Zhang Mei shook their heads, lamenting Zhou Cheng's fate, the Chaos Stele's radiance suddenly surged once more. Six streams of light formed an enormous six-colored pillar that shot straight into the heavens.

The light of the six-colored pillar continued to spread, enveloping every corner of Chaos City, vast as an ocean.

"One hundred and ten!"

Someone cried out in shock.

Zhou Cheng's six immortal root attributes had all broken through to one hundred and eleven.

A single attribute reaching one hundred and ten meant one possessed the qualifications to become a direct disciple of an Immortal Hall Grand Elder. Yet Zhou Cheng's six attributes had all reached one hundred and ten.

Zhang Qianqian and Zhang Mei were both stunned.

They had not expected Zhou Cheng's six attributes to break through one hundred and ten so quickly.

But even one hundred and ten could not change Zhou Cheng's fate.

Seeing Zhou Cheng's six attributes break through one hundred and ten, Luo Jiacheng frowned, then relaxed. One hundred and ten was nothing more than that. To certain ancient aristocratic families, it was extraordinarily remarkable, but to him, it was nothing.

Time trickled by.

Before long, Zhou Cheng's six attributes broke through one hundred and fifteen.

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