Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

...

There was no answer, and the sudden change caused everyone's face to change. Many of them subconsciously pulled away, with panic and uneasiness on their faces to varying degrees.

Ye Fan did not rush to leave, but just stepped on the flight shuttle, making preparations to avoid danger at any time, while staring at the blue armor on the platform.

"Young practitioner, congratulations on being the first to come here!"

The next moment, when everyone was panicked and uneasy about the unknown, a sound suddenly sounded in the quiet hall.

"who??"

The voice sounded, including Ye Fan, and everyone's faces changed. They searched everywhere, but found that there was no sign of the speaker at all. They could only confirm that the sound was coming from the high platform.

"Maybe, you'll be curious where I'm? No need to look for it, I'm already dead. Well, you should see my dead body, or a bone rack, more accurate."

Before everyone could find the owner of the voice, the voice sounded again, "You can call me Zhenren Zhang."

"Well……"

When Ye Fan and others heard this sound again, they were completely stunned.

"As I said before, I created this holy land of trial and left this passage with only one purpose - to find a successor and inherit my practice mantle."

In the quiet hall, the voice was extremely loud, "Any young practitioner who successfully arrived here can try to pass the last test I set. As long as I can pass the test, I can become my successor and obtain my demon sage armor and practice skills!"

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Chapter completed!