She seemed to be integrated into this sanctuary space, and she wanted to confirm her existence only through visual means.

Moreover, after looking at her figure for a long time, she will feel invisible and intangible in her heart.

With this series of wrong things and her own statement, Chen Qiye felt that his head was buzzing hard by a big hammer at this moment, and his whole body was buzzing.

She turned out to be a demigod!

"I'll ask, are you the black-robed demon skeleton just now?" Chen Qiye asked carefully, his tone becoming humble.

Qin Zhen nodded, "Yes, it's me."

“I was in that sleepy state before I could confirm your existence.”

"At that time, I had no consciousness and could only act on my instinct. I was not interested in killing by nature, so I would be like that kind of chattering."

"And after I confirmed your existence, I revived from that sleepy state."

"There are two main things that I have survived to this day."

Qin Zhen became serious, and the gentle smile that had always existed on her face disappeared cleanly at this moment, becoming cold and ruthless.

"The first thing is to hand over all the information we have investigated about the Zhatian Sect to you, and to give full play to your victory and the final victory."

"The second thing is to help you pass the trial of the Holy Lord of the Zhetian Sect and make you the Holy Lord of the Zhetian Sect."

Qin Zhen looked at Chen Qiye steadily, but his words made him confused.

"This..." Chen Qiye scratched his scalp in confusion, "I understand the first thing, but the second thing..."

"Why do I have to be the Holy Lord?"

"This is our previous plan." Qin Zhen stared at Chen Qiye and whispered: "Let you become the holy master of the Zhetian Sect, or even the leader of the Zhetian Sect, which is more helpful for completing the destiny."

Chen Qiye looked at Qin Zhen at each other. He could not see any falsehood in Qin Zhen's eyes, nor could he get other information from her eyes.

He couldn't help but lower his head and fell silent.

Qin Zhen did not urge Chen Qiye to answer. She just looked at Chen Qiye quietly with a smile on her lips, like a mother who was waiting for her child to make a decision.

Make yourself a holy master...is it more helpful to destiny?

Chen Qiye thought about the meaning of her words.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, the more you understand the enemy, the harder you can hit the enemy. Didn’t ancient civilization say that “know yourself and your enemy and win every battle”? I guess this is what they think.

But is this too obvious?

After thinking through these, Chen Qiye's questions did not decrease at all, but instead had a few more.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Zhen, "The destined son has caused a lot of controversy outside. It can be said that any force qualified to come into contact with this matter knows that this generation of destined sons is most likely the next generation of the saint master of the Demon City Zhatian Sect."

“That is, I’m completely exposed now.”

"In this case, you still want to help me complete the Holy Lord's Trial and make me the Holy Lord of the Cangtian Cult."

"Isn't this asking me to die?"

No matter what he thought, he could not come up with any hope from such a dead end.

Let him, the destined son who is destined to destroy the Zhatian Sect, become the holy master and leader of the Zhatian Sect...

Is this trying to make myself a prodigal son after becoming the leader of the Zhetian Sect and defeat the Zhetian Sect?

Chen Qiye looked at Qin Formation with confusion.

She smiled mysteriously, raised her left hand without warning, and gently placed it on Shen Qiye's shoulder.

Chen Qiye wanted to escape, but for some reason, his body did not listen to his orders at this moment.

So, Chen Qiye watched helplessly as Qin Zhen placed her left hand on his left shoulder.

"Let's talk while walking. I don't have much time left." Qin Zhen said with a smile.

After the words came, Chen Qiye saw the surrounding scenery retreating rapidly. There was no doubt that he had already started moving, and the speed was so fast that he could not see the surrounding scenery at all.

However, he did not notice the slightest wind pressure at such a speed, as if he was in a fast transportation pipeline, surrounded by vacuum.

Chen Qiye turned his head to look at Qin Zhen, her expression was as usual. After discovering Chen Qiye's gaze, she smiled at Chen Qiye specially. Her smile was very kind, which could completely resolve the discomfort and boredom in her heart.

Before Chen Qiye was surprised, he found that the scenery around him suddenly stopped and he had already arrived under a mountain surrounded by mist.

"What is this?" Chen Qiye asked in confusion.

"This is the Holy Lord Peak of the Sky Sect, the center of the Holy Realm, and the location of the Nine Trials of the Holy Realm."

Qin Zhen explained: "From the foot of the mountain, every time you go up, you have to undergo a trial of the holy realm until you reach the top and go through nine trials."

"This..." Chen Qiye was a little stunned. Do you really want to become the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Sect?

"Originally, you took the resentful soul banner and the moment you stepped into the Jiutian Mountains, the holy space would send you here."

"But because of our arrangement, this ability of this sanctuary space has temporarily failed, so I will lead the sanctuary trial now."

Qin Zhen looked at the Holy Lord Peak covered by thick fog and heavy clouds and whispered.

"What are your arrangements?" Chen Qiye found that this was the second time he heard her say this, so he simply asked, "How many have you designed?"

"Did you design it? Or did the last son of the appointment?"

Qin Zhen looked at Chen Qiye, and his gentle eyes were absent for a moment. She chuckled and said, "Of course it was designed by fate."
Chapter completed!