Zhenghao Wujun

Zhu Ping'an's sincere expression moved countless people, and even the college entrance examinees nearby were touched by the genuine emotion he displayed.

"Oh my god! Yan Shubing is so lucky! A man is willing to go this far for her!"

"Exactly, Zhu Ping'an isn't bad-looking either, and his strength is incredible—he can even handle that monster, all while being so devoted to Yan Shubing!"

"If I were Yan Shubing, I'd be so happy I'd faint right now!"

Listening to the crowd's chatter, Yan Shubing nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. She didn't know if she'd faint from happiness, but right now, she was about to be knocked out by the meteors.

Those meteors seemed to have eyes, targeting her specifically, each one crashing down right beside her.

Seeing that the stars in the sky were almost used up, Zhu Ping'an finally stopped, no longer letting meteors fall near Yan Shubing. Instead, he activated the Nine Revolutions Starry Sky Technique and hurled all the remaining meteors at the Humanoid Creature.

Boom!

With a violent explosion, the Humanoid Creature went completely still.

After finishing this, he rushed over quickly, helped Yan Shubing up, grabbed her shoulders, and shook her frantically.

"Bingbing! Are you okay, Bingbing? Bingbing, don't scare me, wuwuwu!"

Yan Shubing was already dizzy and seeing stars from the meteors, and with Zhu Ping'an shaking her like that, she couldn't help but turn her head and vomit a mess onto the ground.

"Ping'an Ge... I'm fine... but stop shaking me, dammit!" Yan Shubing couldn't help but curse.

"Great, Bingbing, you're okay—you scared me to death!" Tears slid from Zhu Ping'an's eyes, and to onlookers, it was clear he was utterly devoted to Yan Shubing.

Zhu Ping'an had already checked; despite so many meteors crashing beside Yan Shubing, she only suffered minor scratches. This protagonist halo was ridiculously overpowered.

Just as everyone thought the crisis was over, the first to notice something wrong was Yao Xu, the red-haired spirited youth. He pointed behind Zhu Ping'an and spoke with some fear.

"Look! That monster is still there!"

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that the Humanoid Creature had somehow stood up again.

Zhu Ping'an's heart tightened. Had he diverted too many meteors to Yan Shubing and failed to kill the monster?

If so, he was doomed—this thing wouldn't let him off.

But to everyone's surprise, after rising, the monster didn't seem intent on attacking. Instead, it lifted its head in confusion.

The next moment, the black scale armor on the monster turned to ash and scattered in the wind, finally revealing a human figure beneath.

It was a pale-faced youth with an ordinary face—the kind that would disappear in a crowd—wearing a robe that seemed out of place in modern times, his expression equally bewildered.

"Have I... finally died?"

The youth spoke slowly, a relieved smile spreading across his face.

"Jiaojiao!"

With an anxious shout, a figure rushed over. His short hair stood up like steel needles, and his bulging muscles, like gray granite, strained his clothes, giving him the aura of a demon god.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man reached Leng Tianjiao. Seeing she wasn't seriously injured, he let out a huge sigh of relief.

With such immense strength and clear concern for Leng Tianjiao, the man's identity was obvious—Leng Family Patriarch, Leng Yuanting!

Seeing Leng Yuanting appear, the examinees finally relaxed their tense nerves.

If Leng Yuanting could get in, then the others should be arriving soon. They were finally safe.

Sure enough, after Leng Yuanting arrived, Mayor Lin Zhao led a large group of martial artists charging onto the scene, and ahead of Lin Zhao was a child.

This child looked only seven or eight years old, yet Lin Zhao's steps lagged slightly behind him, as if deferring to the child.

Seeing that nearly a third of the examinees were gone, Lin Zhao's face hardened with killing intent as he stared at the pale-faced youth.

Clearly, both the anomaly in the Secret Realm of Star Gazing and the missing examinees were tied to this youth.

"Who are you? Harming college entrance examinees and sabotaging the exam venue—your crimes are unforgivable!" Lin Zhao barked.

Facing Lin Zhao's interrogation, the youth showed no reaction, standing still in a daze.

Lin Zhao's expression turned cold as he prepared to strike, but the child suddenly raised a hand to stop him. Despite looking like a child, when he spoke, it was with a mature man's voice.

"No need to act. He's already dead. What you're seeing is merely his soul before it dissipates."

"Yes, Mr. Cheng." Lin Zhao stepped back respectfully.

The crowd watched the child with awe. For Lin Zhao, the mayor of Green City, to treat him with such deference, his background must be extraordinary.

Mr. Cheng stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the pale-faced youth as a junior.

"May I ask the name of this Human Race senior? Would you be willing to share it?"

A flicker of liveliness finally appeared on the youth's blank face.

"My name... I can't quite remember. I only know they called me... Zhenghao Wujun."

"Zhenghao Wujun?"

Mr. Cheng paused, then drew in a sharp breath, his small face filled with shock as he muttered to himself.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Human Race had four top martial artists, known as the Three Saints and One Lord. The 'One Lord' was Zhenghao Wujun. He vanished mysteriously back then, with no news ever since. So he died here, silently?"

Mr. Cheng's face showed a hint of melancholy. If Zhenghao Wujun were alive, he could crush Mr. Cheng with a single finger. Yet even such a figure had died silently in a secret realm.

"I didn't die silently here. On the contrary, my death was quite spectacular. It's just a pity I dragged that guy Xingkong down with me."

Zhenghao Wujun sighed.

"Since you know of the Three Saints and One Lord, then you should also know that ten thousand years ago, there was a Black Scale Devil Venerable who was no weaker than them."

"I remember." Mr. Cheng nodded. "Though the Black Scale Devil Venerable was of the Human Race, he willingly devoured the bloodlines of Mutant Beasts and Demons, turning himself into something neither human nor ghost. In the end, he completely lost his sanity and killed everyone he saw. After the Starry Sky Ancient Saint fought him, both the Black Scale Devil Venerable and the Starry Sky Ancient Saint vanished together, never to reappear. Could it be..."

Mr. Cheng's eyes widened as a bold guess suddenly arose in his heart.

Before him, Zhenghao Wujun sighed and said faintly, "That's right. Zhenghao Wujun and the Black Scale Devil Venerable... are actually both me."

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