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’s was Lord Guanjun’s only hope and that he didn’t have much expectation 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 do 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 mouth and said righteously.
His decision moved Zhao Feng, it looked like the others didn’t give up.
In the midst of these disciples, Yang Qingshan was the one most honest and loyal.
“I also won’t give up! There’s only one entrance examination every 5 years.” Nan Gongfan soon answered as well after some thought.
In front of them was a new gate, most cultivators wouldn’t even have the chance to enter it.
Usually the entrance test for the Clan’s was every 5 years, sometimes even 10.
Once they missed this chance, they might regret it for their entire lives.
“I won’t miss this chance as well.” Feng Hanyue nodded his head in agreement.
Finally, it was Zhao Feng’s turn: “I’ve agreed to Bei Moi’s promise, so I won’t break it.”