Then, countless ghostly apparitions with fierce eyes rushed forward, their sinister laughter piercingly chilling.

Just as the blood-red light and ghostly apparitions were about to collide.

Snap~

A crisp snapping sound exploded.

Instantly, an indescribable mighty power erupted, pale skeletal hands reached out from the void, and with a casual press, the blood-red light and ghostly apparitions were crushed into nothingness.

"Enough."

The figure on the central throne finally stood up. She wore a pure white robe, with no extraordinary aura, resembling the most ordinary woman.

"The destruction of the Divine Statue will not be in vain. Regardless of the reasons or causes, the Seven Great Alliances must pay the price for its destruction!"

"The happenings on the Ancestor Star will not be wasted, the Pope controls everything."

Her voice was calm and unremarkable.

"Including that 'gentleman'?"

"Is the existence revered by the Spirit Hosts as 'gentleman' also under the Pope's control?" The Gray Robe looked at the woman.

"Of course, to be hailed by the Spirit Hosts as a gentleman, his faith might be purer than yours or mine."

"Do you have any doubts?"

The White Robe's gaze slowly fell on the Gray Robe, yet the previously unyielding Gray Robe said no more when facing the gentle White Robe.

"The return of the Three Gods, the Divine Slumber Ancestor Star, whether this prophecy is empty words or Divine Grace, all will be revealed after the Martial Arts Dao examination."

"Just wait patiently."

The White Robe's gaze swept over the two, her gentle tone carrying undeniable authority.

"Red Robe Archbishop, the destruction of the Divine Statue by the Seven Great Alliances is your task to handle."

"Though gods are merciful, there should be wrath to destroy the world."

The Red Robe slightly nodded, face gloomy: "I will ensure the Seven Great Alliances understand that the divine cannot be touched."

Immediately, his figure exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The White Robe looked at the Gray Robe again: "The future of the Ancestor Star is still unknown, the expansion of believers depends on the Dust Robe Archbishop."

Upon hearing this, the Gray Robe evidently enjoyed it, his voice gentle: "It should be so, everything as Divine Grace, I only hope the Ancestor Star can surprise us, even a trace of the divine would suffice..."

The White Robe looked up, as if seeing the distant Ancestor Star through countless spaces.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes seemingly reflecting hurried figures, her voice complex.

If Su Tu were here now, he would find that this White Robe priestess's face...

Was incredibly familiar!

"The children have finally reached this day, and I've finally reached this day too..."

"What an important day indeed..."

"The Martial Arts Dao examination, has begun....."

.....

"Do your best in the exam!!"

"Keep it up, keep it up, don't be nervous!! Don't be nervous!"

Parents and teachers were advising their children, telling them not to be nervous, yet their bodies were trembling slightly with excitement.

Today marked the initial examination day, hailed as the inaugural Martial Arts Dao examination on the Ancestor Star, destined to capture attention.

One by one, young martial artists rushed to the examination sites under expectant gazes.

"Nervous, so nervous, damn it!"

"Damn, even though I've seen a lot, why am I this nervous!!"

"You guys are better off; our New Star examination site has only me and Mo Ya. At least you guys have company!"

"What's wrong, are you feeling wronged at being in the same site as me??"

In the Tayue Squad's group chat, Luo Fan and others were feverishly messaging, enjoying their last moments before handing in their phones.

"By the way, why is Su Tu not saying anything??"

"He might still be asleep, don't forget, he's the examiner, the initial examination examiner!!!"

Seeing the message in the group, Su Tu couldn't help but smile, sent an emoji in the chat, then closed the group chat.

Su Tu had not only woken up but was already on the plane heading to the third examination site.

Honestly, his feelings were quite complex; logically, attending the Martial Arts Dao examination for the first time, he should at least be politely nervous, yet inexplicably, he was now the examiner.

This plot twist made it hard for him to feel nervous.

"Sorry, I couldn't find any information on Li Binghu, but I asked my teacher to keep an eye out."

Mu Wuyang sent a message to Su Tu.

No information about Li Binghu had been found in recent days, and there was no new info from Wei Yang either.

Su Tu messaged Mu Wuyang back: "No worries, keep going, do well in the exams."

But honestly, for a prodigy like Mu Wuyang, the initial examination was nothing more than an easy task, just a formality.

Early morning greeting to the sun: "You too, keep pushing forward."

Me just waking up: "Me? I better not push forward, I fear if I push forward, all the students in my examination site will fail, I'm the examiner!!"

Early morning greeting to the sun: "....."

While Su Tu was joking with Mu Wuyang, the chauffeur said, "Mr. Su Tu, the third examination site is just ahead."

"Someone of high standing sent me to relay a message: do not worry about the identities of these candidates, no matter how significant their backgrounds might be, none are greater than you!"

Upon hearing this, Su Tu immediately understood that the one who sent the message must be his grandly skilled uncle.

Only someone who could freely command the Black Crow Squad could confidently say such a thing.

Neither Brother Tiger nor the Black Crow Squad would disclose this person's identity, which only deepened his curiosity about his uncle's identity.

He spoke to the driver.

"Was it my uncle who asked you to pass this message?"

The driver remained silent.

"Though you're a driver, your posture is too upright; someone who drives for years would naturally hunch a bit. Even martial artists can't avoid it, but you haven't. Despite the uncomfortable seatback of the vehicle, your back remains straight."

"Your left hand is on the steering wheel, yet your fingers subconsciously curve toward the wrist, indicating you're hiding some weapon."

"Driver, you're from the Federation Military District, aren't you."

Su Tu spoke with a soft chuckle.

The driver remained silent, but subtle sweat beaded on his forehead.

"So, the one who can mobilize special forces and have the military act as chauffeurs, my uncle must be a high-ranking figure in the military district."

Su Tu's gaze met the driver's in the mirror, with a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips.

"Currently, the Federation Military District is divided into four theaters; is my uncle a high-ranking official in one of those theaters?"

"Or a commander of one of the theaters, perhaps?"

"Or is he a general?"

Su Tu spoke casually, gazing out the window as he tossed out each rank thoughtlessly.

At that moment, the driver had regained his calm.

Emotionless, he diligently drove.

Screech!!

The vehicle suddenly halted outside a massive building, where numerous staff were waiting.

"Mr. Su Tu, we have arrived at the third examination site."

"Thank you so much." Su Tu said politely as he opened the door and stepped out.

After he left, the driver finally exhaled a sigh of relief.

"The analytical skills of this martial master nephew are truly absurd, I almost gave myself away, but luckily my expression management was on point!"

He thought to himself.

After calming down a bit, he prepared to turn the car around and leave.

However, before he could turn the car around.

A distinctly handsome face suddenly appeared by the car window.

"Please convey my greetings to my uncle."

"May the Martial Arts Dao prosper...."

After saying this, Su Tu, ignoring the driver who was left in chaos, headed straight for the third examination site.

The driver was stunned, watching Su Tu's departing figure: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say a thing!!"

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