Jiang Chen was also a little speechless. He didn't expect that Zhuzi was so obsessed with power. He took a casual word seriously and even went about winning over the strongest people in Jiuzhou in a very serious manner. The key point was that he got the upper hand without spending a penny.

He ignored Zhuzi's behavior and turned to go to the mountains behind. He stood in front of the Ghost Gate and observed for a while. After confirming that there were no signs of riot in Fengdu, he said goodbye and left again with Jiang Xiaochen and Tiezhu.

Not long ago, Erlang sent back news that there was movement in another secondary restricted area. Some people walked out and rushed to a dangerous place, seemingly wanting to make some kind of deal.

Jiang Chen plans to learn some business tips.

If possible, he would like to get a piece of the pie. Although he is not a partner in this business, there is an old saying in Kyushu that if you see it, you get a share. Since he saw it, he must have a share.

What made Jiang Chen a little disappointed was that when he arrived, the other party had already set foot on the dangerous land Yingzhou.

He originally wanted to see what the secondary restricted area used to trade with the fierce land, but now he had no chance.

However, he was not discouraged, and still stood outside the dangerous area with full enthusiasm, like a dedicated bodyguard, alert to any movement around him.

More than half an hour later, a figure walked out.

It was humanoid, with two long, pointed black horns on its head, tall and burly, carrying a somewhat exaggerated broadsword on its back, which was a full meter wide. It was clumsy, deformed, and looked very strange.

The sword was pitch black with many irregular cracks and fissures on it, as if it had been through hundreds of battles and had slain countless powerful enemies.

Jiang Chen and his group hid themselves well under the soul mist and followed all the way.

When he reached the middle of the sea, he walked out.

The figure opposite was very calm, and his eyes, slightly different in color from those of humans, looked over quietly.

"My name is Jiang Dijiao. I have come here on the orders of the Soldier Ancestor. What do you wish to do?"

Jiang Chen was stunned. Hearing this wording, a strange creature from the land of Kyushu?

"Dijiao, do you still have seventy-one brothers?"

"We can't really call us brothers. We are all soldiers under the ancestor of soldiers. After many battles, only twelve of us are left." Jiang Dijiao's tone showed no emotion. He stared at Jiang Chen intently, but he didn't even glance at Jiang Xiaochen, who was of the same level as him.

Noticing this, Jiang Chen was also a little surprised and narrowed his eyes: "Do you know me?"

"Your Excellency carries the aura of a former ancestor, but that's unimportant. Tell me, if I provoke you, I will die."

Jiang Chen took a closer look at the deformed black knife this time, a hint of interest in his eyes: "Ancestor level, is it the Yin God that we in the modern world are talking about?"

Jiang Dijiao seemed to have an answer for every question: "It's above the taboo, but it's still a taboo, and it's not completely transcendent. You can understand it as the top taboo."

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, and finally said directly: "What if I want to keep you?"

"With both hands."

"And what did you bring out from the dangerous area?"

"That was the order from Lord Bingzu. In this case, I'm afraid I can only leave my life here." Jiang Dijiao slowly drew out the black broadsword behind him.