His teacher's warm blood still lingered on his palm, but from that moment on, Ji Hong's expression turned exceptionally cold.
As though he had sealed away that helpless, cowardly self completely, leaving only one person...
Ji Hong, the Human Race's greatest heavenly pride, arrogant and ambitious.
As his recollections reached this point, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Ji Hong's mouth, his eyes filled with pain.
Back then...
How desperately he had wanted to end it all, to stop asking, to stop doing.
To simply hold fast to the previous generation's legacy, walk their path, and finish their work.
But...
He could not.
From that moment on, there had been no turning back.
That night, wanted notices for Ji Hong spread throughout the Human Race. The Guard Bureau and the Dark Pavilion were both searching for him.
But Ji Hong seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Abuse directed at Ji Hong flooded the internet.
At that moment, the Human Race's greatest heavenly pride became a loathsome pest everyone wanted dead.
In just one week, Ji Hong killed over a hundred members of the Dark Pavilion and the Guard Bureau, escaped with severe injuries several times, and even made public statements online.
"As the Human Race's greatest heavenly pride, why!!!"
"Why won't the Human Race give me its best resources for cultivation!"
"I even have a chance of breaking through to the tenth awakening!"
"The Human Race is foolish and incompetent!"
"Officials cover for one another and fail to recognize true talent!"
Such arrogant statements provoked even more abuse from the public.
One after another, fellow heavenly prides of the Fourth Generation took action to kill Ji Hong and clear their generation's name!
But...
As time passed, one heavenly pride of the Fourth Generation after another died