In the air, spiritual energy was pressing!
A piece of paper resonated violently amidst a surge of talent, adorned with eight glowing words.
The characters were well-crafted, bearing the resemblance of dragons, looking steel-like, resounding with power.
Yet, everyone present was dumbfounded, their faces filled with horror as they stared at Yang Zhen.
"This... This Yang Dingtian was far too audacious, daring to write such vulgar words on the Palace Master's birthday."
"Yang Dingtian is finished!"
"Basking in the favor of two spirit ladies, cherished by both Palace Masters, if Yang Dingtian had followed their wishes, he could have potentially bypassed the norm and joined the Spiritual Studies Palace, his potential limitless, but..."
"But he essentially committed suicide. With these words revealed in this situation, under everyone's gaze, who could save him?"
