It was dark all around.

There was only a beam of light where the ship had sunk.

At this moment, another beam of light approached from not far away, just like when Shen Qian was first guided into this space by the dragon.

As the light drew closer, it revealed a tall woman in a business suit, her long, fiery red hair tied up in a restrained manner, and the frameless glasses on her nose adding to her intellectual air.

"Respected Mr. Shen Qian, a prospective member of the Hall of Hundred Kings, Attendant No. 98, Wan Ning, is at your service."

"Hello."

Shen Qian had already seen this woman named Wan Ning, who called herself a servant, when he first came in, so he wasn't surprised.

"Mr. Shen, have you made up your mind? Are you willing to accept the invitation from the Hall of Hundred Kings and become a formal member?" Wan Ning asked with a smile.

That day was rushed, and Shen Qian only met Wan Ning once before being woken up by Gu Zifang and the others after exchanging only a few words.

"I want to know first what kind of organization the 'Hall of a Hundred Kings' is?"

Later, Shen Qian also searched for relevant information, but even on the official website of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, he could not find such a club.

What truly shocked Shen Qian was that he wanted to consult with his knowledgeable fifth senior brother, but he was once again "silenced".

He couldn't share the invitation information from the Hall of Hundred Kings with anyone. Whenever he had that thought, his mind would go blank, just like the mental constraints imposed by the rules for getting a perfect score on the college entrance exam.

"The Hall of a Hundred Kings was jointly founded by King Jiangling, King Taiyi, and King Qin Guang, three of the nine kings of the first generation of China. Its purpose is to provide a platform for the unparalleled geniuses of China to exchange ideas and grow together. If you accept the invitation to join, you will learn more about it."

Three of the nine kings in the first generation of the Chinese dynasty!

To be honest, when I first heard about it that day, I was shocked, but unfortunately I didn't have time to learn more about it.

"If I join the company and then want to leave, what are the consequences?" Shen Qian pondered for a moment, then asked another question.

"You will have all your memories related to the 'Hall of a Hundred Kings' erased, and you will forever lose the chance to rejoin the 'Hall of a Hundred Kings'. There are no other consequences," Wan Ning replied with a smile.

"Okay, I agree to join." Upon hearing this, Shen Qian found it acceptable and immediately nodded.

"Then, esteemed official member of the Hall of Hundred Kings, from this moment forward, I will become your personal attendant, providing you with all services within my power, covering all aspects of cultivation and life."

"Now, based on your needs and your permissions, I will first show you all the relevant information about the 'Hall of a Hundred Kings'."

Just as Wan Ning finished speaking, the surrounding darkness began to recede rapidly, and Shen Qian then realized that he was in an incredibly huge and magnificent palace.

A series of magnificent thrones, each five meters high and two meters wide, with different shapes, stood on the wide steps, and behind Shen Qian, another throne appeared.

A strange feeling arose in Shen Qian's heart: if he wanted, this throne could transform into any shape.

"Wan Ning has been rude."

Before Shen Qian could react, Wan Ning suddenly bowed slightly, hooked Shen Qian's hand with her slender fingers, and began to pour information about the Hundred Kings Palace into Shen Qian's mind.