When he stepped onto the 35th step, he felt the pressure increase again, making him frown. This time, it felt like millions of diamonds, instead of metallic needles, were stabbing into a concrete surface.
The elder, who had gone somewhere and returned, looked at Wang Ming with wide eyes. 'He already passed when he reached the 30th step. I should stop him.'
Just as he was about to stop him, a voice sounded in his head, and he stiffened. 'Stop, don't interfere. I want to see the limits of my personal disciple.'
'Personal disciple?' the elder cried out inwardly. His body turned stiff as he looked at Tian Chenyu in disbelief. He couldn't believe that the sect leader was taking a personal disciple. If the others knew, they would die of envy and look at Tian Chenyu with hatred, especially those who had failed to gain the sect master's approval.
