All the officials were shocked and looked at Zhao Zhen in fear. One of the ministers trembled, "Why is your Majesty like this!"

"Haha, since you call me Your Majesty, why do I need to explain when I kill someone?"

Zhao Zhen smiled faintly, stood up the next moment, and walked towards the center of the hall.

All the officials were frightened and knelt down one after another, but Zhao Zhen's eyes were calm, "Are you going to dissipate on your own, or should I let you dissipate?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know what your Majesty means, but I hope you will make it clear."

An old man with a bright head and white hair, wearing the prime minister's official uniform, kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, please give me a clear explanation."

The other officials also shouted in unison and kowtowed.

"Did you make it clear? It seems like you don't want to disappear on your own, so I'll make it clear to you."

Whoosh!

The sword light flashed out, and the kneeling butcher was split into two by Zhao Zhen!

Blood sprayed out, and all the officials screamed in panic, but Zhao Zhen kept moving, waving his sword one after another, and only heard a popping sound. All the officials in the palace were either beheaded or pierced through the heart. The great palace hall instantly turned into a river of blood!

"The Emperor is crazy! The Emperor is crazy!"

"Foolish king! Tyrant!"

Horrified shouts and curses came out one after another, but Zhao Zhen showed no expression and just kept silent and slashed with his sword.

Finally, when Zhao Zhen penetrated the chest of the last general with his sword, there was a roar!

The palace hall in front of Zhao Zhen was shattered in an instant, and the scene in front of Zhao Zhen changed again, and the next moment he was in darkness.

Here, there is no sky, no earth, only darkness.

"Are you lonely?"

Talking to himself, Zhao Zhen instantly knew that the illusion he was in now should be a test of loneliness.

The human heart has seven emotions and six desires, and all seven emotions and six desires need to be expressed and illuminated by light.

When there is darkness, there is no reflection, which naturally causes people to feel fearful and anxious.

But Zhao Zhen was not anxious at all about this.

"It's good to be alone. The long nights are just the right time for me to practice my sword."

As soon as his mind moved, even though his eyes were dark for a while, Zhao Zhen still felt the sword in his hand. The next moment, he started practicing the sword on his own.

In the darkness, the sword energy roared, and Zhao Zhen was completely immersed in his practice, forgetting everything.

What he didn't know was that while he was immersed in sword practice, a figure of an old man in gray appeared behind the main body of the stone chamber.

This old man in gray is the guardian of the Hundred Fantasy Tower!

At this moment, the old man no longer looked dead as before, because looking at Zhao Zhen, his face was now full of vivid shock.

"How...how can he be so strong! How can he have such a will at such a young age!"

As he murmured the words, the old man's eyes were filled with disbelief. He even rubbed his eyes to confirm whether what he saw was true.

Does he know how difficult the fantasy test here is? The first level is sex, which arouses people's lust and disturbs people's minds. Back then, he almost lost his mind. If the master had not saved him in a critical moment, he would have been crippled even if he didn't die.

The second level is even more remarkable, which is power.

That is the power to rule the world and dominate the world. Anyone with a little ambition can't help it.

In other words, this is the biggest test for a warrior. After all, many warriors practice martial arts in order to stand out and be powerful. However, in the illusion, they are directly given the supreme position. Who can bear it?


Chapter completed!