You Think You Deserve to Be the Next Sect Master?

A dull, explosive boom rang out as the smoke dispersed.

Hall Master Ge raised his head in disbelief, staring at Elder Zhu, who had casually extended one hand and blocked his all-out strike.

"You..."

Before he could finish, Elder Zhu's blocking hand swept across his fist at lightning speed, then slammed a palm into his chest.

"This palm is to teach you the hierarchy of seniors and juniors. In the future, do not attack so recklessly before this elder. Guiyuan Upper Sect has no need for people who do not understand the rules."

His clothes burst apart, revealing a pitch-black palm print on Hall Master Ge's chest. His feet left the ground as he flew backward, smashing through the wall panels and crashing into another private room.

"E-Elder Zhu, you have already attained Martial Momentum?" Elder Zhuo's eyes were filled with shock. As far as he knew, Elder Zhu had recently been only a Martial Form Martial Artist with fewer than fifty Essence Apertures opened.

How long had it been? He had crossed more than forty Essence Apertures and attained Martial Momentum?

"I merely received a few opportunities. If the chance arises in the future, you may receive such opportunities as well."

For the moment, Elder Zhu had no intention of saying much about the Mist God Cult. Standing in the center of the Heaven-grade private room, he swept his gaze around the room.

"Then, would you all support this elder's proposal to become the master of Guiyuan Upper Sect?"

"I... I support it."

"Agreed."

"With Elder Zhu's strength, he is more than qualified to serve as the master of Guiyuan Upper Sect."

Having witnessed Elder Zhu's strength, people soon began voicing their agreement.

Once the first person spoke, a second quickly followed. By the end, several lower-ranking members of