Anger rose on Hong Ze's face!
He had only just joined. What right did they have to decide he would never contend for a true disciple's position? His talent was no worse than anyone else's. He had touched the combat-power barrier at merely the eighth Heavenly Origin stage. Was that not enough?
"Frogs at the bottom of a well!" He could not help snorting, the formidable aura of a ban-breaking prodigy surging from his body.
What right did a bunch of ordinary spirit bone holders have to judge a ban-breaking prodigy like him?
"If you can't shoulder Mistshadow Peak's burden, I will! Don't think everyone is trash like you!" Hong Ze shouted.
Even though everyone before him had a higher cultivation than his, he did not care in the slightest.
He was a ban-breaking prodigy and did not take these people seriously at all. They had merely cultivated a few years longer than he had. Given a little time, he would soon be able to crush them.
Countless senior disciples' expressions changed sharply, but not one dared step forward to argue with Hong Ze, a ban-breaking prodigy.
Even if Hong Ze never managed to contend for a true disciple's position, he was not someone just anyone could afford to antagonize. They had all once been newcomers themselves and naturally knew what it meant for a prodigy to break through the combat-power barrier before joining.
A smile curled at the corner of Wan Haiping's mouth. He led everyone onward, and they soon arrived before an enormous hall.
The hall was grand and imposing. Each pillar required two people to encircle it and radiated a faint golden glow. Both its length and width exceeded a hundred feet, and it exuded a majestic presence that inspired solemn reverence.
Even Hong Ze, a ban-breaking