Decision and Departure

The disciples fell silent on the broken Martial Arts Field.

Zhao Feng saw the last ray of hope disappear in Lord Guanjun’s eyes. This legendary figure seemed to have aged 30 years in an instant.

Zhao Feng knew that Bei Moi was Lord Guanjun’s only hope and that he didn’t have many expectations for the other disciples.

At this moment, the disciples fell into deep thought. The next decision they made would affect their destiny.

Any genius would love to enter the Clan, but the problem was they might face problems if they did enter.

It wasn’t hard to imagine that this path would be much harder and challenging, but Zhao Feng felt a burning flame ignite inside him. A faint azure light appeared in his left eye, which seemed to jump around like fire.

“I’m willing to give this path a try no matter how hard it is! I’ll make that bastard Bei Moi regret it!” Yang Qingshan clenched his teeth and said righteously.