After his name was written, Shentu Nantian felt uneasy but also felt anticipation.
The light began to gradually form together behind the words 'Shentu Nantian', as it condensed into a blurry word, which looked like…
"Grandmaster"?
Shentu Nantian's eyebrow ticked up. He wasn't overjoyed, nor was he overly disappointed. It could only be considered neutral.
"Grandmaster" was only one level higher than the black-dressed woman from before. It was not considered amazing.
No one knew how much difference "Soul", the title one rank higher that "Grandmaster" was from "Grandmaster". Maybe the difference was huge, resulting in no cultivator present being able to exceed "Grandmaster".
After all there were only six ranks. If each rank spanned a wide range, then even when two people had quite a big difference in talent, they might still be given the same rank.
