Yang Dong took all the nameplates belonging to Star Luo Royal Academy from Dai Zong in full view of everyone. At this moment, Yang Dong had become the person with the most nameplates.
The sun was still blazing, showing no sign of setting, yet even with sunlight shining through the forest where Yang Dong was being surrounded, most people could only feel a bone-piercing chill.
"The Seven Great Sects truly are formidable. Whether it is Dai Zong, whom you killed, the two from the Clear Sky Sect, or you standing before me, all of you are heaven's favored children—undisputed geniuses."
Qian Xunji looked at Yang Dong in the distance and spoke with deep emotion.
"Especially you, Yang Dong. If you continue growing, everyone of our generation will become nothing more than your backdrop, doomed to live beneath your shadow for the rest of our lives."
Yang Dong looked at Qian Xunji but did not reply.
If Yang Dong had to choose one enemy between Dai Zong and Qian Xunji, he would choose Dai Zong without hesitation.
Because Qian Xunji was several times more dangerous than Dai Zong. That danger was not limited to the difference in Soul Power levels, but also lay in the depth of his schemes.
Although both men managed their emotions exceptionally well, Qian Xunji was far harder to read.
"Yang Dong, how about joining our Spirit Hall? So long as you are willing to join Spirit Hall, I can promise to grant any request you make."
Yang Dong looked at Qian Xunji in surprise. How had the man opposite him suddenly begun trying to recruit him?
"Any request I make?"
"That's right, as long as you are willing to join Spirit Hall."
"How about making me the next Pope?"
At Yang Dong's words, Qian Xunji's expression