A flicker of disdain flashed across the Emperor's eyes. The woman he married was indeed impulsive. He immediately turned to the Medicine Immortal Lord, "Is Cang Ling's hand truly incurable?"
The Medicine Master looked troubled. "It's not that there's no cure. It's just that I need herbs from the zombie world and the corpse essence of the Corpse King."
These words really made things worse, and everyone in the hall had a face as bitter as a bitter gourd.
Jin Li once warned the people in the fairy world that they must not offend the zombie world. The Zombie King escaped from the seal in ancient times and was the ancestor of zombies. If the Zombie King was angered, all living things would be destroyed.
Perhaps, with the power of one corpse of the Zombie King, it would not be too difficult to slaughter the entire fairy world.
The Emperor of Heaven said calmly, "What else can we do besides this?"
"No."
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew past, causing everyone's robes to flutter. A purple figure flew in from nowhere, leaning lazily against the hall pillar, his eyes full of provocation, and said, "The Immortal Siyao is indeed knowledgeable. However, there is another way to heal the prince's finger."
A light flashed in the Queen's eyes, and she asked urgently, "What is it?"
"Even if you use your parents' or brothers' fingers as a substitute!" Ming Ye's eyes were dark, and his voice rang out, leaving a chill on the ground.
When he came to the fairyland, he found that the spiritual energy was far from being eerie. Ming Ye felt that the fairyland was full of chaos and foul smells. He wanted to settle accounts with the fairyland for everything Cangwu had done to frame Jiuxi.
How could he allow the immortal world to be so presumptuous towards the person he values?
A trace of loneliness flashed across the Emperor's eyes, and his expression changed slightly. He said, "Jialou Mingye, what do you mean by this?"
Everyone in the fairy world knows that the Zombie King has a face as beautiful as peach and plum, eyes as bright as the autumn moon, and he likes purple clothes the most. Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven believes that this person is the Zombie King.
Ming Ye suddenly smiled, his handsome brilliance blooming. He clapped his hands and said, "The Emperor of Heaven actually knows my name, huh."
The immortal kings and immortal generals who were originally scattered around the hall now gathered together towards the Emperor and Empress of Heaven. They all stared at this extremely beautiful and charming man in fear, fearing that Ming Ye would eat them if he got unhappy.
For a moment, there was a clear distinction. Ming Ye was alone, while the other side of the hall was crowded with people. Although Ming Ye was dangerous enough, there were also immortal servants staring at him with burning eyes.
Who doesn’t like handsome men?
Ming Ye approached the Emperor step by step, glaring at him with a menacing look, and asked, "Do you know why that immortal general was able to come back?"
The immortal general who was named was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Now, everyone was staring at him, making him feel even more guilty and inexplicably nervous.
Ming Ye smiled with relief, "Because he has already surrendered to this emperor..."
The immortal soldier was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud, and even a yellow liquid oozed out of his crotch. He hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, Your Majesty, what the Lord said is absolutely true. I have already taken refuge in the Zombie Realm!"
The words came out with a hint of pride, which made the immortal general cover his mouth. He clearly wanted to say that it had nothing to do with the Zombie King! Why did his words change completely?
The hall was silent and quiet. After a few moments, everyone started talking about this immortal general. Why didn't so many immortal soldiers come back, leaving only this one immortal general? This immortal general even wanted to put the blame on the underworld.
In their view, this immortal general is maintaining the zombie world.
There was a cold look in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, and with the burning spiritual power in his hands, he slapped the immortal general on the crown of his head without mercy. The immortal general's brain burst immediately and became a mess. His body lay stiff and straight on the ground, and then it shattered into countless pieces and dissipated in the wind.
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