The better the talent, the stronger the Holy Light. Like Fu Yunjie's Holy Light, it can take form and illuminate the entire plaza, covering billions of miles.
However, Shao Fuwen, the Saint Realm powerhouse who registers here, has seen dim Holy Light before, but one as dim as Huang Xiaolong's, he has truly never seen!
Never!
No matter how dim, there should at least be a big light bulb, but what's this? What sort of piece of crap is this flickering like a tiny candle in the night!
With this kind of talent, he even dares to apply, dares to step forward for testing?!
Is he purely here for a prank, here to play?!
With Shao Fuwen's eye power of a Saint Realm powerhouse, he can judge at a glance that this so-called Saint Heir of the Zhuoyuan Saint Sect has a Tao Saint Realm ranked around a thousand.
To apply with a ranking around a thousand, isn't it just a joke?
Shao Fuwen's face darkened.
What's this kid taking the Holy Heaven Organization for?!
