At that moment, Hua Tieshou felt as though a basin of bone-chilling water had been poured over him from head to toe, leaving his entire body cold.
Every name in the Gold Ranking's top ten was like a sharp sword, stabbing viciously into his heart and leaving him in unbearable agony.
With his middle-grade spiritual root, he was already fifty-six years old. This Dragon Gate Gathering was his best chance to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill.
He had neither power nor influence nor anyone to back him. Even if someone beat him to death, he could not produce ten thousand spirit stones. Buying a Foundation Establishment Pill was nothing but a tale from the Arabian Nights.
Resentment surged through his heart like a tide, yet all he could give voice to was helplessness and unwillingness.
Below True Disciple Peak, there were no few disciples like Hua Tieshou. All of them had failed to meet their own expectations.
However, most of them had never harbored much hope of placing in the top ten.
Thus, even after failing to make the ranking, they were not in such unbearable pain as Hua Tieshou.
"I clearly killed two first-tier peak demon beasts and another four Late First Order Demon Beasts! How could I possibly have failed to make the top ten?"
Hua Tieshou truly could not accept this result.
Just then, a sneer came from beside him. Ji Bochang looked at Hua Tieshou with disdain and said:
"You only killed two first-tier peak demon beasts. Looks like you're another one who wanted a shortcut. If you'd killed one more first-tier peak demon beast, you might have had a shot at the top five.
"I was different. I killed three first-tier peak demon beasts and another three Late First Order Demon Beasts, and even that