You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 324: Zheng Ye Massacre, Western Xinjiang Suppresses the Remnants

The group of constables were like ants on a hot pan, taking advantage of the intricate architectural structure inside the Six Gates and fleeing in all directions in panic.

Each of them was agile and extremely fast, and they were about to successfully fly out of the territory of the Six Gates and escape this sudden crisis.

However, in the next moment, something jaw-dropping happened.

A towering tree suddenly emerged from in front of Zheng Ye without any warning, growing wildly at a speed beyond imagination.

In just a blink of an eye, the small sapling that had just broken through the ground quickly grew into a towering tree that blocked out the sun!

Witnessing such an astonishing scene, everyone present was stunned and their mouths could not close. Some people even almost dropped their jaws due to excessive shock.

For a moment, all kinds of unbelievable exclamations echoed everywhere: "This... How is this possible?!"

"This is the unique skill of Saint Chen Yang! How can he perform it?!"

"First it was Saint Ruyi's technique, and now Saint Chenyang's unique skill has appeared. What is going on?!"

"What on earth has this traitor been through? Why does he have so many Saint Lord skills?!"

Faced with everyone's doubts, Zheng Ye naturally had no intention of explaining to them.

After all, these people were nothing more than enemies to him, so why bother wasting time explaining the truth to them?

It's too late, it's faster than that!

At this moment, the towering tree had become like a huge cage, completely covering the entire Liushenmen Yamen.

Some constables who were unwilling to be trapped here made up their minds to muster up their courage and break through this obstacle in one go and escape from here.

But who would have thought that the branches of this big tree seemed to have life and spirituality. As long as they sensed someone trying to escape, they would quickly reach out without hesitation, and like flexible pythons, tightly wrap around those constables who wanted to escape, trapping them in place.

What was even more frightening was that as time went on, the constables who were tied up by the branches found that their spiritual energy was constantly draining away.

And the speed of this loss is still accelerating, as if all the strength of their bodies is being devoured by this mysterious tree.

The branches are absorbing the spiritual power from them!

"Zheng Ye! You and I are both Bronze Badge Constables. For the sake of our past friendship, please let me go!" One of them shouted with horror on his face, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"That's right, Zheng Ye! This world is so dark, the strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. When you first became a copper badge constable, didn't you ask for bribes from those poor vendors in Qiyang City? Everyone does this!"

Another person quickly echoed, trying to touch Zheng Ye's heartstrings.

"If the mountain doesn't come to us, then we can only go towards it... We are all miserable people in this world, please have mercy on us and spare us!"

Someone else began to plead with tears in his eyes.

However, facing the pleadings of his former colleagues, Zheng Ye was as hard-hearted as a rock, with no intention of softening his heart at all.

He slowly bent down and steadily picked up the long knife that had fallen to the ground. He gently shook his neck, causing a crackling sound.

"We are different after all..." Zheng Ye's voice was low and powerful, as if it contained endless vicissitudes and grief.

"You all have powerful families behind you to support and provide for you. No matter what mistakes you make, you can easily be protected and forgiven."

"But what about me? I was born as a mere mortal, and I have taken one step at a time and experienced countless hardships to get to where I am now."

At this point, Zheng Ye's eyes became even colder, as deep and bottomless as the water in a cold pond.

“Once upon a time, I was kind-hearted and full of hope for the world;”

"I have done whatever it takes just to survive;"

"I once swallowed my anger and struggled forward carrying a heavy load of humiliation."

"I always naively thought that as long as I could be more patient and persevere, all the suffering would slowly pass..."

"But in the end, I realized that blindly tolerating the problem would not solve the problem. Instead, it would only make those who oppressed me even more aggressive. I actually gradually got used to this kind of life of submission."

At this moment, a faint blood-red light suddenly appeared in Zheng Ye's eyes, and his originally calm expression instantly turned crazy.

He roared in anger, "I have been kneeling for too long, and my knees are already in unbearable pain! Today, I don't want to continue to live on my knees. I want to stand up with dignity. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, I will walk forward with my head held high!"

"It was Mr. Liu who gave me the opportunity to be a human being!"

"Then I will hold on tightly! I won't let go!"

"For Mr. Liu!"

"For...dignity!!!"

"kill!!!"

After roaring, Zheng Ye flew into the air and swung his long sword at everyone...

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Somewhere in Western Xinjiang.

An inn in the suburbs was brightly lit.

From inside there could be heard the sounds of drunken people drinking and chatting.

However, they didn't know that there were two figures standing outside, ready to make a move against them.

"Master Baihu, are you the one in this inn?"

A middle-aged man with a long beard stood on the branch of the tree, looking in the direction of the inn with calm eyes.

Then he turned around and looked at the Jinyiwei beside him.

"Li, you are too polite. You are a staff member on the third floor of the Juxian Tower. I dare not call myself a sir in front of you."

The Jinyiwei responded modestly with a bow.

"Haha, we are all working hard for Mr. Liu, why should we care about such a small matter?"

Although Li Muliao was informal and even spoke with a sense of heroism,

But his expression was extremely proud.

The third floor of the Juxian Tower is where only monks who have made great contributions or have extremely high cultivation levels are qualified to live.

There are only nine floors in the Juxian Tower, and no one is qualified to live on the top four floors yet.

And there was only one person living on the fifth floor.

Even the fourth level has only three people.

It can be said that the third floor where he lives has become a symbol of status and power.

"Please wait here for a moment, my lord. I will be back soon."

"Mr. Li, there are detectives from the Six Gates inside, and each of them has special skills. Don't be careless!"

"Lord Liu has ordered that no one should be left alive!"

It would be better if this Jinyiwei centurion didn't say anything.

After hearing this, Li's face showed even more disdain.

He was a dignified Divine Transformation cultivator, the staff of the third floor of the Juxian Tower, and the powerful Void Refining masters of the first-class sects would all welcome him with a smile.

But they are just a bunch of copper badge detectives.

He could kill everyone with a flick of his hand. Doesn't this question the quality of his staff on the third floor of the Juxian Tower? !

"Tuk!"

In the blink of an eye, a stick of incense was stuck into the branch.

Li Muliao put his hands behind his back and said proudly, "If there is still someone alive in the inn after this incense burns out, I will not ask Mr. Liu for this credit!"