Su Chen finished speaking.
Inside and outside the Zhenlong Pavilion, it seemed as if everything had frozen in an instant.
Not a single breath could be heard.
The air itself had solidified.
Mo Chenyuan's chest trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"The Divine Ladder!" Mo Chenyuan screamed out loud. Even if it killed him, he couldn't have imagined that Su Chen would dare to go to such lengths...
The Divine Ladder?
From Mo Chenyuan's scream, Su Chen did not understand what it meant.
But beside Su Chen, Ji Linger's eyes lit up with understanding. She couldn't help mumbling to herself, "A place in the Divine Ladder's assessment? The headmaster is spitting blood with anger. It seems he intends for the Great Demon King to secure that Divine assessment place, so he doesn't want the Great Demon King to face Wuo Yu, but..."
