Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1139 – 1139 1139 The Descent of the High

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139: The Descent of the High-Level Beings! Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139: The Descent of the High-Level Beings! Ethan Smith and the other two exchanged glances, watching Edward Green's serious demeanor.

“You're the only one who's seen a Guardian. What do you think? Does he resemble one?” Star looked toward the Pavilion Master.

The Pavilion Master gazed at Edward Green for a moment and said, “He's lacking a bit in aura. A Guardian possesses a kind of naturally perfected temperament.”

“True,” Ethan Smith nodded faintly.

Though he hadn't met the Guardian in person, he had seen him multiple times through his divine sense.

“However, the difference isn't so stark. For those who've never seen the real thing, they probably wouldn't notice anything suspicious.” Ethan Smith added, pivoting the tone of the conversation.

The Pavilion Master shared the same sentiment.

While there were discrepancies, as long as Edward Green didn't act irrationally, no one should have any reason to doubt him.

“I've got to admit, you've got some brains, kid.” Ethan Smith joked, throwing a light punch at Edward Green's chest.

Edward Green responded smugly, “Of course I do!”

“All right, we'll settle it then. This matter is in your hands.” Star said, looking at Edward Green.

Edward Green quickly nodded and replied, “Okay, but if I screw this up, don't blame me.”

“As long as you don't get nervous, you shouldn't mess it up.” The Pavilion Master reassured.

Ethan Smith teased, “His skin's so thick, he won't get nervous.”

With Edward Green's plan in place, Ethan Smith felt considerably more at ease.

Facing off against the eight senior officials was absolutely unwise at the moment, but Ethan Smith had to admit he couldn't help feeling a bit eager for the opening of the Holy Region.

Because once the Holy Region opened, Ethan Smith would have the chance to see Emily Taylor, the person he endlessly thought about day and night.

Ethan Smith instinctively pulled out his Jade Pendant and lightly kissed it.

*In truth, if Ethan Smith shattered this Jade Pendant, he might also escape unscathed. Yet… Ethan Smith didn't want the Taylor family's help, and he certainly didn't want to let Emily Taylor down.*

Returning to the Great Hall, Ethan Smith instructed Edward Green to act cautiously and leave for now, awaiting the right moment.

Meanwhile, Ethan Smith and the Pavilion Master quietly waited for the arrival of the eight senior officials.

By this time, many had already gathered, having heard the news.

Everyone knew the Holy Region was about to open, and they all wanted to witness this moment as it unfolded.

As dusk fell, Daphne Green, Frederick Cohen, and others arrived one after another.

During this time, they had relied on Exotic Flowers obtained from Cloud Dragon Island to cultivate in isolation. Under the influence of three Exotic Flowers, their aura had grown visibly stronger.

“How's it going? Can you feel the aura of a mid-term Martial Saint?” Ethan Smith casually asked Daphne Green.

Daphne Green replied with a grin, “Give me three more, and I think I'll be there.”

“Impressive. These three Exotic Flowers truly produced extraordinary effects.” Ricardo Bowman chimed in from the side.

Upon hearing this, Ethan Smith couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

*According to Daphne Green's theory, they'd only need six Exotic Flowers to reach mid-term Martial Saint. But Ethan Smith had spent dozens just to barely touch the edge of mid-term Martial Saint.*

*Life's a balance of gains and losses. The chaotic body granted Ethan Smith a powerful physique, but it also made his cultivation far more challenging than most.*

Ethan Smith's gaze swept toward Emmett Middleton, sensing that his aura was incredibly vague, as though he was deliberately concealing it with a secret technique.

*At this rate, these people's cultivation realms were bound to surpass Ethan Smith's sooner or later. This added even greater pressure onto him.*

*To avoid being left behind, he could only push himself even harder.*

“According to the prophet, the Holy Region will open tomorrow.” Emmett Middleton commented wistfully.

“Indeed, I can't wait to catch a glimpse of the legendary Holy Region.” Others echoed enthusiastically.

Ethan Smith remained silent. *In truth, no one was more eager than he was.*

*Tomorrow, he just hoped Edward Green wouldn't mess things up.*

To safeguard the secret, only the four of them knew about this plan.

*Not even Frederick Cohen was privy to it.*

Time flew by.

The next morning, the crack in the passage had widened considerably, now roughly the size of a bucket!

That size was sufficient to allow the eight senior officials to descend!

Star and the Pavilion Master arrived early at the crack in the passage.

Gazing at the fissure on the verge of collapse, both of their faces betrayed a hint of worry.

“Don't just stand here,” Star suddenly remarked.

“When those eight senior officials emerge, they might just kill us outright.”

The Pavilion Master nodded, and the two of them retreated to a nearby room.

The Second Secret Realm was packed with people.

Many were waiting for the fabled Holy Region's opening.

“The Holy Region, finally, I'll get to see the Holy Region they've spoken of in legends!”

“Don't get too excited. Higher civilizations have consistently treated lower civilizations with slaughter.”

“Before the Holy Region opens, no one knows what kind of beings they are or what their disposition is.”

Amid the bustling discussions, a sudden explosion erupted from deep within the Second Secret Realm!

The sound was like a Dragon Chant and tiger roar, deafening and earth-shaking, as if tens of thousands of troops were crossing in an instant!

The entire Second Secret Realm quaked, as though Heaven and Earth were collapsing. Countless pieces of the Great Hall fell to the ground, while columns directly shattered under the force!

A blinding light shot out from the depths of the Second Secret Realm, piercing the skies!

The seal had completely broken!

“Such dazzling light!”

“My eyes… I feel like I'm going blind!”

“Is the sun crashing down?!”

Many people covered their eyes, peeking through their fingers cautiously.

Those unable to shield themselves were blinded temporarily, losing their vision in the process!

From within the radiant light, eight figures slowly emerged.

These eight individuals had an air of dominance, exuding an overbearing presence that seemed capable of swallowing rivers and mountains!

Their natural aura, combined with their indifferent expressions, instilled a feeling of reverence in everyone who saw them!

Their commanding gazes swept across the Second Secret Realm, as if they were surveying a congregation of ants!

The true controllers of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, the eight senior officials, had descended!