504 Half Moon Sect

"His head.. He is not right." Said the distinct old man with perplexity, and a deep disappointment.

A general feeling of confusion flooded the minds of the observing ancient cultivators, who had been waiting for Daniel to come out of the trial as their awaited candidate for the rulership of the universe. Instead of a smart, talented, and ambitious young man, however, what they had obtained was a simple minded individual.

"How is that possible? There isn't such a thing as a permanent injury for a cultivator at the godhood stage!" Exclaimed in exasperation an old woman with long grey hair, who was standing at the front row of the large group of cultivators.

The distinct old man that approached Daniel first ignored the words of the old woman, and instead walked a few steps closer before raising his left arm. When his hand reached for the space over his head, Daniel pretended to be alerted, and instinctively covered his head in worry.