"A Grandmaster Banquet?!"
The moment those three words reached their ears, the hall was plunged into a dead silence.
Fang Han's pupils contracted slightly. Luo Yuntian's fingers tightened abruptly on the armrest, making a faint creaking sound. A flicker of unconcealable shock finally appeared in Yun Muyao's cold eyes.
A Grandmaster Banquet—a grand celebration held only upon the birth of a new Grandmaster Level expert.
Only when a power produced a Grandmaster would they send out widespread invitations, calling upon the various factions to attend the ceremony and heralding the news throughout Qingyang County.
The problem was, the Tiejiang Gang was merely a major power.
The birth of a Grandmaster required a Grandmaster Level Technique as its foundation.
Without a Grandmaster Level Technique, the three gates of Essence, Qi, and Spirit were like three insurmountable chasms. No matter how breathtakingly talented one was, taking that final step was nearly impossible.
