Seeing Xiao Yan use the very method Ling Zhuo had just used to declare, in the most direct way possible, that he had won the Pill Convention championship, a strange feeling of regret suddenly began to rise uncontrollably within Ling Zhuo.
Ling Zhuo, the true prodigy and rising star cultivated by the Spirit Clan, was actually thinking at this moment: If I hadn't provoked Xiao Yan just now, would none of this have happened?
Amid the thunderous cheers filling the sky, Ling Zhuo suddenly seemed to awaken from a dream: he appeared to have truly lost.
This was unlike the Heavenly Secrets Talents Ranking, and unlike what had happened in the Pill Realm. Back then, he had many ways to convince himself that Xiao Yan had not truly defeated him.
It was only because Xiao Yan had Heavenly Flames, only because Xiao Yan possessed that strange ability even Dou Shengs could not see through, only because Xiao Yan had that peculiar black flame...
He had always wanted to tell himself this: he was an absolute genius raised by the Spirit Clan. It was impossible for him to truly be inferior to Xiao Yan, who came from the edge of the continent. As long as he and Xiao Yan stood on the same starting line, he would certainly be the victor!
But now Ling Zhuo realized that he had never been on the same starting line as Xiao Yan. He came from a Dou God Clan! Yet even with the Spirit Clan behind him, he had still lost to Xiao Yan time and again. He had lost again today, and Ling Zhuo no longer even had the strength to make excuses for himself.
Reality now lay before his eyes. He truly had given it everything he had. Before the Pill Convention