Shen Luoyan shook her head: “No.”

Long Qianxu asked softly, "Everyone is here now. The shrine should be open soon. Do you want to come with us?"

Long Qianya was immediately unhappy, "Brother, the four of you go together, I will go with them."

Long Qianxu frowned slightly, "With your limited cultivation, how can you protect yourself?"

Long Qianya choked suddenly.

"If you can't protect yourself, you might even become a burden to others." Long Qianxu said again.

These words deeply hurt Long Qianya's heart.

But she thought of something and couldn't help but look at Chen Yan.

I thought to myself: Luo Yan’s cultivation is so low, can she really pass the divine test successfully?

She was a little worried.

Just as Chen Yan was about to answer, another person suddenly appeared out of nowhere outside the temple.

The prehistoric practitioners present instantly became alert and looked at the man.

The man was covered in wounds and was a little fat. He raised his head and met everyone's sharp gazes.

He blinked.

Suddenly at this moment, another person appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone present immediately lost their composure and looked at each other, wondering what on earth was going on?!

How come there are two more people?

Someone asked, "Aren't there twenty-three people? Why are there two more?"

Another person narrowed his eyes and asked, "Could it be that two fake candidates have infiltrated our ranks? Is this also part of the Divine Examination?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another person appeared out of nowhere.

The man was covered in blood, as if he had just experienced a brutal battle. He lay on the ground in a mess, his red hair, which should have been neat and smooth, was now a mess, and he let out a painful wail.

“Ahhh, wuwuwu…”

Everyone present: “??!”

Chen Yan and Jiang Xianyue: "..."