Soon, eight individuals who were above the Seventh Layer of the Half-Immortal Realm stood before all the examinees.
Each emitted an aura of authority.
Not only that, but their eyes also held pride and a distinct sense of superiority.
The other seven examinees felt so pressured that some began to sweat from their foreheads, while Lu Xiao was desperately trying to control his breathing, clenching his fists tightly.
He feared that he might lose control and obliterate these bastards with a righteous destruction.
What were they thinking?
Was this the attitude for recruiting disciples? Could such a manner truly attract geniuses?
Which genius would be without some temper? How many of those with extraordinary talent would tolerate this kind of intimidation?
Don't they understand that choice is mutual?
If you give the examinees enough respect, then when these examinees become Xuanyuan disciples, they would reciprocate the same respect to the Xuanyuan Tomb.
