As the words rang through the air, Zacho let out a crazed laugh, his eyes flashing wildly. "Haha! Adam Bedford, I've finally witnessed your true colors."

As he spoke, Zacho's gaze turned impossibly cold. "A second-class sect will always be garbage, and it'll never stand even the slightest chance at replacing the big sects to be the pillars of the wandering world.

"Your Art of Grand Brightness may be powerful, but the cultivation methods of the North Sea Galaxy are not to be underestimated eith