One Thought Reaches the Heavens, I Rule the Myriad Paths

Qingyang City, the Ye family training grounds.

On the high platform, the elder in charge of the spiritual aptitude test glanced at the unresponsive test stone and announced without a flicker of emotion:

“Ye Chen, mortal physique, no chance of cultivating the immortal path.”

His voice was not loud, but it carried clearly across the entire training ground.

Silence.

After a brief, deathly silence came an irrepressible roar of laughter, bursting from every corner of the crowd and surging together into a piercing wave.