Hua Tiandu hated Fang Han from the bottom of his heart. How could he not?
Before Fang Han appeared, he had been the foremost of the Feathering Sect's five great true disciples. In the eyes of his elders, he was the sect's hope.
To his peers, he was someone to chase. To his juniors, he was a revered example with countless disciples following in his footsteps.
He possessed a supreme legacy and had a bright future ahead of him. He was destined to reach the summit.
But from the moment Fang Han appeared, everything changed.
First, that man, ignorant of the height of heaven and the depth of earth, showed no respect for him as the senior disciple and opposed him again and again.
Hua Tiandu had not taken Fang Han seriously at first. Fang Han might have entered the sect already at the Divine Ability Secret Realm, but there were differences even within that realm.
Back when he was foremost among the five great true disciples, Hua Tiandu had nearly reached the end of the Divine Ability Secret Realm. How could Fang Han, still in its early stages, compare?
He had not considered Fang Han worth a thought.
Yet that insignificant figure he had dismissed changed his entire life.
Ever since Fang Han began opposing him, Hua Tiandu felt as though he had started living in Fang Han's shadow.
That scoundrel began stealing his standing in the Feathering Sect, and everything else that had been his seemed to pass into Fang Han's hands.
In the end, he had no choice but to swallow the injustice, betray the Feathering Sect, and join the Taiyi Sect.
He could say that Fang Han was the reason his life had fallen so far.
A Tumor could suppress an Artifact Spirit, but Hua Tiandu