Behind Dragon Claw Peak, White Jade Plaza.
The sky stretched clear for ten thousand miles, blue as if freshly washed. At that moment, the Nine Underworlds Pagoda standing in the center of the plaza suddenly burst forth with auspicious light. Its bells rang in unison, sending waves of grand Dao Sound echoing in all directions.
The next instant, the tower gates flew open with a boom, and figure after figure flew out from behind them, landing in every corner of the plaza.
"What happened? Why did this old man come out?" someone asked, utterly baffled.
"Ahhh! Give this Venerable a little more time, and I would surely have seen through that realm! Why? Why wouldn't you even give me that little time?!" someone else howled in extreme frustration, his face twisting with rage.
"The trial is over? Why was it so rushed?" Others remained quite calm and turned their gazes toward the Nine Underworlds Pagoda.
Zhao Xiandu's gaze was dark and sinister. Without saying a word, he swept his eyes around, instantly taking in everyone present.
"Zhao Changhu, Zhao Xiangang, Zhao Qingsu, Zhao Yanzhuo... Wait, why is Zhao Sanyue missing? Where did that woman go? Could she have already been eliminated?" His thoughts raced, but he swiftly rejected the idea. "No. Zhao Sanyue is no mediocrity. Even Zhao Changhu is here; she cannot possibly be inferior even to that tiger fool... What unexpected change occurred?"
In the blink of an eye, everyone turned their eyes toward the two Spirit Transformation ancestors who had been guarding the outside all along. Several people asked excitedly, "Ping Ancestor, do you know..."
"This is too unfair! Everything ended without rhyme or reason. You should give us an explanation!"
"Ping Ancestor, how will this trial be ranked?"
Just then, the aged Zhao Zhongping suddenly coughed