Chapter 917

Xu Chen had finished recalling.

His head felt a bit swollen.

After all, too many memories had flooded his mind.

This time, the female lead was a bit chaotic again.

It gave him a headache.

He didn't know if, in this life,

Zhao Xinyu still had a split personality.

After all, the plot had collapsed.

The plot had collapsed.

Maybe even the character design had collapsed too.

Thinking this, he looked directly around.

He saw only the vast, floating examination square.

Still, no one from the Zhao Family Heavenly Secret Pavilion had appeared.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

But at this very moment,

Energy suddenly surged through the heavens and earth.

Then everyone saw above the square,

Ninety-nine figures appear.

Each possessed Martial Emperor-level power.

They wore black robes and masked faces.

Each bore a long sword on their back, their aura extraordinary, faces cold.

A faint aura of killing intent clung to them.

"Whoosh!"

The crowd erupted in shock.

These must be guards or something similar.

Damn, even just guards are Martial Emperors?

Has the world really sunk to the point where Martial Emperors are as common as dogs now?

Although in their eyes now,

Martial Emperors were indeed weak and unworthy of notice,

But ninety-nine appearing all at once

Was still shocking.

After all, the Zhao Family Heavenly Secret Pavilion could summon ninety-nine Martial Emperors at will.

That meant nine hundred ninety-nine might not be impossible either.

Who could know the true depth of the Zhao Family?

Perhaps no one present knew.

"Welcome the Saint Son and Saintess!"

At that moment, the ninety-nine Black-Clad Sword Attendants shouted in unison.

Xu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He remembered—these were the Black-Clad Sword Attendants of the Zhao Family Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

These Black-Clad Sword Attendants were no ordinary lot.

One had to possess Martial Emperor-level power.

And it had to be achieved through natural cultivation, not forced enhancement.

They were essentially death cultists.

The kind who sold their lives.

If the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master gave the order,

These ninety-nine would surely march to their deaths without hesitation.

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

The instant the ninety-nine Black-Clad Sword Attendants finished speaking,

At the far end between them,

Two Space Vortexes appeared.

From them, two figures slowly stepped out.

One was a young man with an ordinary face.

But his hands were clasped behind his back, his aura remarkable.

His eyes were calm, his white robes fluttering.

Yet as he walked, he seemed to carry a terrifying presence naturally.

Tens of thousands around him, upon seeing him,

Felt a faint suffocation.

They were all secretly alarmed.

This must be the Saint Son of the Zhao Family Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

This aura is an Immortal Emperor's aura!

The other was a breathtakingly beautiful woman in white robes fluttering in the wind.

Her jade hand rested between her lower abdomen, and she moved with lotus-like steps.

Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down, flowing freely and effortlessly.

Her slender waist could be grasped in one hand, and her legs were round and long.

Her expression was cold, yet she possessed the charm of a mature woman.

Faintly, she too emitted an Immortal Emperor's aura.

That aura was no weaker than Zhao Jin's.

Seeing Zhao Xinyu like this, Zhao Jin

immediately frowned.

Strange, Zhao Xinyu was not this powerful yesterday.

How is it that today, her aura seems to have suddenly surged?

She can now match him on equal footing.

No wonder she poses a threat to his position as the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master.

It seems he cannot be too lax.

Having spoken, he turned to look at the crowd:

"The fact that you have all reached this place is enough to show your strength is adequate.

Next, the Heavenly Secret Jade Pendant will be revealed in the square.

At that time, you will undergo the Heavenly Secret Jade Pendant's trial.

If you gain the Heavenly Secret Jade Pendant's recognition,

then you shall be the masters of the Heavenly Secret Jade Pendant."

Upon hearing these words, everyone's eyes lit up.

Finally, the plot they had most anticipated was about to unfold.

After all, the reason they came to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion

was for the Heavenly Secret Jade Pendant.

Zhao Xinyu spoke at this moment:

"Only one person can be recognized.

Neither this seat nor the Saint Son has yet received recognition.

We hope you can surpass us."

The many prodigies surrounding them

immediately narrowed their eyes and said:

"If we are truly recognized, you won't refuse to let us leave, will you?"

A flicker of killing intent flashed in Zhao Jin's eyes.

It then vanished quickly.

He smiled lightly and said:

"How could that be? The Heavenly Secret Pavilion is a place that values integrity.

You are overthinking it; if such a thing were to spread, it would not be good for us."

Li Shangjian nodded; that was true indeed.

If anyone among those present here were to escape,

and the Heavenly Secret Pavilion dared to act recklessly,

then the Heavenly Secret Pavilion would be ruined and disgraced.

Lin Xingchen's thoughts were deep.