Promoted to Saint

As the Saint Elect Tournament came to an end, no one had expected Ye Mo, the dark horse, to be the one named a Saint.

The Asura Dao Palace was in an uproar. The nine people inside the palace congratulated Ye Mo loudly and repeatedly.

It had been years since a Saint came from the Asura Dao Palace. In normal cases, failure in the Saint Elect Tournament more often than not meant death. It was the cruelty of the competition.

"Junior Ye Mo, now that you've become a Saint, you'll be able to attend the promotion ceremony in three days," Mao Mao said. "This is a proud moment even for us seniors."

"Senior Mao Mao, let's see who'll still dare to challenge the Asura Dao Palace," Ye Mo said with an extremely arrogant tone.

Ye Mo becoming a Saint shook all Six Dao Palaces. All of the disciples were beyond shock. A disciple who had yet to be in the Door of Desolation for a full year had become a Saint. This level of talent was unheard of.