Ye Zheng's soul moved, and a thought flew out and shot into the ancient tree. He immediately sensed a huge force.

The entire core of the tree has already given birth to a spiritual fetus, just like a baby. A pure thought is transmitted out, without a trace of negativity.

Beneath the spiritual fetus, a pool of spiritual liquid slowly flows and condenses. This spiritual liquid seems to have the power to purify the human soul.

Ye Zheng looked at everything in front of him and immediately guessed that this old monster in the ancient vine must also be a cultivator. After his death, he possessed the ancient tree and wanted to use the power of the ancient tree's spirit to transform again, but unfortunately he was unlucky.

Suddenly he noticed that there was an ochre-colored spirit bead floating near the spirit fetus. His thoughts immediately rushed up to it, and he flew out with the ochre-colored spirit bead and landed in Ye Zheng's hand.

"Mr. Ye, this must be the Earth Spirit Pearl, right? What happened to that old monster called the ancient vine?" Xu Changqing asked, looking at the spirit pearl in Ye Zheng's hand.

"That old monster with the ancient vine is just the soul of a cultivator. It is attached to the spiritual tree and wants to use the power of the spiritual tree to transform itself again. Its soul has been shattered by me into pure soul essence." Seeing Xu Changqing's confusion, Ye Zheng explained briefly.

"Mr. Ye, the magic you just used is too harmful to the harmony of nature. It is better to use it less." Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing wanted to admonish Ye Zheng.

As usual, Ye Zheng ignored Xu Changqing, took out the bronze chariot, asked Zhou Shiwen to harness the horses, and prepared to set off for the next destination.

Fengdu, the paradise.

“Ah, ah, ah.”

There were bursts of screams, mixed with the sounds of metal clashing and fighting.

A beautiful young woman in a red robe sat on a high platform, smiling as she looked at a ruthless young man who was fighting with a group of people.

"Fire Ghost King, please accept the order." The cold-blooded young man suddenly jumped onto the platform, holding a sign high in his hand.

"Oh, you are the messenger of the Demon Lord's main building, Xifeng. The Demon Lord has given an order, so how dare the Fire Ghost King disobey?" The beautiful young woman gave Xifeng a charming look.

Xifeng didn't say anything, but just looked at the Fire Ghost King coldly, with a chill running down his body.

"I wonder what instructions you have, Lord Demon. Are all the demons in this demon world as handsome as the Messenger Xifeng?" The charm on the Fire Ghost King's face could not be concealed and spread out. Looking at the remaining subordinates below, he could hardly control himself.

"Hmph, the Demon Lord hasn't given any orders. Just proceed as usual until the Demon Lord comes in person to take over. Remember, if you see the person in the painting, keep him or her in Fengdu at all costs." Xifeng snorted coldly, his tone full of ice, and threw a portrait towards the Fire Ghost King.

"Wow, so elegant. Who is this person who asked the Demon Lord to come and take over my little paradise?" The Fire Ghost King opened the portrait, and Ye Zheng's appearance was printed on the small piece of paper, very vividly.

"This is not something you can know. This person is not someone you can target. Otherwise, if you lose your life, don't blame no one for reminding you." Xi Feng was still cold, but he reminded the Fire Ghost King.

Afterwards, Xifeng jumped up and flew out of the Paradise, leaving only the Fire Ghost King, who was holding the portrait and looking at it repeatedly.

Fengdu.

Ye Zheng got off the bronze chariot first, activated the invisible stairs, and led everyone down.

"Wow, what a handsome horse, what a handsome chariot, and this beauty is even more beautiful." A vulgar voice, accompanied by a vulgar figure, appeared in front of everyone.

Ye Zheng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the wretched figure, then turned his gaze to Zhou Shiwen.

"Hey, really, this is the first time I've seen such a wretched person, pretty boy, the same old rules." Zhou Shiwen immediately put on a grim smile on his face. He greeted Fang Chen, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan in his hand, and walked towards the wretched figure.

"That's true. I suddenly feel that it's more comfortable to look at Brother Zhou Shi." Fang Chen waved his folding fan, with a look of approval.

Zhou Shiwen was a little proud just now, but when he thought about Fang Chen's words carefully, he suddenly felt as if he had swallowed feces. His face looked very ugly, and at the same time, he looked at the wretched figure with a grin.

"Bang."

No one expected that Zhou Shiwen could beat the fellow so badly with just one palm strike that he could not get up.

Seeing this, Fang Chen on the side rushed forward and broke all the limbs of the wretched figure with his palms.

"Alright, strip this guy naked and hang him on the city wall." Seeing that Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen were about to use the rice field to entertain them, Ye Zheng hurriedly stopped them and gave a casual order.

Zhou Shiwen and Fang Chen immediately put away the storage bags that they were about to take out, pretended as if nothing had happened, and quickly stripped the wretched figure naked.

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"bite."

A sound of metal knocking was heard. Jingtian's eyes were sharp. He saw a metal plate with the words "Yin Chai" engraved on both sides, which revealed a sinister meaning and made people shudder.

"Mr. Ye, look at what this is and why is it engraved with the words 'Yin Chai'? Shouldn't it be the imperial envoy?" Tang Xuejian also saw the metal token and picked it up before Jingtian and handed it to Ye Zheng.

"Damn, you woman, you're so annoying." Jingtian was a little dissatisfied, but still looked at Ye Zheng curiously.

"This should be the proof of a person working in paradise. This wretched man should be a ghost messenger. No wonder he ages prematurely." Ye Zheng looked at Tang Xuejian and Jingtian curiously and said casually.

The two nodded thoughtfully and no longer paid attention to the token.

Ye Zheng didn't need it himself, so he threw the token to Xu Changqing.

On the other side, Zhou Shiwen found a thick rope from somewhere and tied it around the face of the wretched figure. With a surge of vital energy, a pair of wings grew out from his back. With a slight movement, the wings carried Zhou Shiwen into the sky.

"Hey, it really takes more effort. Why didn't they design it carefully when building this city? Now we can't even hang a person on it. What bad luck." Zhou Shiwen complained with a depressed look at the extremely smooth city wall.

There was no other choice but to find a wizard weapon in the shape of a cone from the Jade Tower. It was about an arm’s length, and one-third of it was for holding.

He hooked the rope that tied the wretched figure with his legs first, then used his left hand to hold the awl against the city wall. His right hand was full of vitality, and with a fierce palm, he embedded the awl into the city wall.

Zhou Shiwen looked at the cone-shaped wizard soldier on the city wall. Only one-third of his hand was exposed. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.