Watching the Witchman King turn and leave, Su Mo lowered his gaze, his thoughts spinning rapidly.
Yet, think as he might, he could not find the slightest way to escape this calamity.
Now that the High Priest was presiding here personally, he simply had no chance of fleeing.
After a long time, Su Mo sighed, realizing he could only wait until they entered the True Saint Realm to see if any means of escape existed.
This time marked a genuine crisis of life and death, one mishap and he would be utterly finished.
Whenever he encountered crises in the past, he could rely on his formidable strength to pull through, but this time his strength was of no use whatsoever.
"Brother Ren, continue speaking!"
A short while later, Su Mo spoke to Ren Yundu, deciding to first understand the situation within the True Saint Realm and see if any opportunities for escape remained.
"Brother Su...!" Ren Yundu opened his mouth to speak, wanting to ask Su Mo why he had offended the Witch Tribe, but since members of the Witch Tribe stood close by, he found it inconvenient to inquire.
"Brother Ren, you need not ask further, just continue!" Su Mo said.
Ren Yundu nodded helplessly, fell silent for a moment, and resumed his explanation. "The Three Passes of Becoming a Saint: the first pass is the Saint Gate Pass. Martial artists must pass through the Saint Gate to reach the second pass. Once they fail, they are automatically cast out of the True Saint Realm."
"What is inside the Saint Gate?" Su Mo asked. Since it was the first pass, the Saint Gate surely had some method of testing.
"Nothing at all," Ren Yundu said.
"How can there be a test if there is nothing at all?" Su Mo