Shock! How could the useless Second Miss be a spiritual god?

In the south of the Southern Region, inside the Evil God Sect.

One after another, people with empty eyes and strange dark patterns on their necks stood outside the hall.

As lifeless as a bunch of walking corpses.

In front of these people, there were huge cages, each of which contained a high-level spiritual beast that was extremely ferocious and exuded a powerful aura.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, and the man with empty eyes seemed to have heard some kind of command. The originally quiet man began to tremble violently, and the strange dark lines on his neck quickly spread out, like countless tiny black poisonous snakes wriggling under the skin.

In an instant, this group of people actually broke the cage made of solid black iron stone in front of them with their bare hands!

In just a moment, those extremely ferocious high-level spirit beasts were torn to pieces by the crazy attack of this group of people, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Looking at the bloody and horrifying scene in front of him, the Great Evil Lord who was sitting on top of the hall showed a satisfied smile. He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, this living dead is really a miracle."

The old man in black robes at the side echoed, "Yes, the potential of the living dead is indeed amazing. If we can invest in them on a large scale, the strength of our Evil God Sect will surely increase significantly."

The Great Evil Lord nodded slightly: "Well, you are right, then continue to increase your investment!"

After saying this, the Great Evil Lord paused and turned to look to the other side.

Sitting there were the old leader of the Jingyang Sect, Qin, and his grandson "Qin Zheng".

At this moment, Sect Master Qin looked pale and listless. "Qin Zheng" sitting in a wheelchair had a dull look in his eyes and looked lifeless.

His incomplete skin was covered in a pale color, which was creepy.

At first glance, it's scarier than the living dead.

But the old Sect Master Qin seemed to not care about all this. Instead, he carefully tucked the corners of Qin Zheng's clothes and carefully wiped the pus that occasionally flowed from the corners of his eyes.

At the same time, he kept repeating: "Be good, don't be afraid! Grandpa will protect you, Grandpa will protect you..."

His appearance and words were like a madman, completely losing his mind...

"Thank you, old sect master, for giving me the secret technique. I will arrange for someone to send you back to the Northern Territory. What do you think..."

The voice of Great Evil Lord reached the ears of Old Sect Master Qin. Although Old Sect Master Qin did not respond, Great Evil Lord understood that the old sect master would not forget the agreement between them.

Therefore, he felt at ease and arranged for his evil cultivators to take the two away.

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The Top of Paradise has equipped each sect with an independent courtyard, each of which has superior rooms and the most delicious food.

The place is filled with a pink atmosphere. Not only that, even the red glow on the top of the sky seems to be pink.

This unique atmosphere makes the whole place mysterious and attractive.

Even though there are no competitions between sects, the disciples from the major sects seem to like this place very much.

However, for several days in a row, apart from the four hall masters of the Peak of Bliss who received them, the mysterious force behind them did not appear here even once.

The bustling streets are full of young men and women in white, and all of them have a high level of cultivation. Any one of them is enough to have a place in a big force.

Among them were passers-by in a hurry, as well as vendors selling treasures and spiritual food.

When they see someone with the sect's token on them, they will come up enthusiastically and give things to the disciples, appearing very friendly.

"The difference between this Paradise Peak and the Western Regions is not even a little bit. Just the enthusiasm of the people..."

Walking on the crowded street, Ye Chun couldn't hide his excitement and said, "If the Western Region had the same standard before, I would definitely have been in the top ten in the last competition."

Seeing that the people in white were not only powerful but also friendly, and took the initiative to give gifts and blessings to the disciples of other sects, this friendly atmosphere made Ye Chun feel an unprecedented warmth and harmony.

"Okay, stop saying discouraging things. Just try your best this time and strive to get into the top ten." Tang Qi comforted Ye Chun.

Mo Zhu, who was still lying on Qingge's shoulder, said, "In fact, a true master will not be affected by external things. This shows that you are still a little short of the mark. You need to work harder."

I don't know what happened these past few days, but Mo Zhu has been arguing with Ye Chun all day long, and his tongue has become much more fluent.

"Hey, what do you mean I'm a little short of the mark? What do you mean? Mo Zhu, you..."

"Shh, don't make a sound!"

Ling Jie on the side suddenly grabbed Ye Chun and stared straight ahead.

Ye Chun was a little confused, but soon he understood why Ling Jie was like this.

The next moment, as if a mysterious force was calling them, people on the street stopped what they were doing, and even those who were originally walking in a hurry were no longer in a hurry.

As if they were inspired by something, they all faced the same direction and knelt down with extremely pious expressions.

For a moment, except for Lingjie, Tang Qi and others, everyone else on the street knelt down and worshiped in unison. The scene was quite spectacular.

Among the kneeling crowd, Ling Jie, Tang Qi and others stood out.

Ye Chun's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my, what are they doing? Did they meet some big shot?"

Looking at the actions of the people around him, Ye Chun couldn't help but feel worried: "Would it be bad if we didn't kneel? Would it cause any trouble?"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the top of his head, and Lingjie slapped him hard without mercy.

At the same time, a snow-white sedan chair appeared at the end of the long street.

It stands in the air, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

At this time, the sedan chair was approaching them at a very fast speed.

The sedan chair is decorated with only light gauze, but it glitters like colored glass...

Behind the sedan chair followed four women who also had their faces covered with veils. Each of them had a graceful figure and elegant movements, exuding a noble and sacred aura.

From Lingjie's perspective, he could clearly see a person sitting on the sedan chair.

And under this person, there seems to be a huge lotus shape.

"Could this be the big shot sent by that mysterious force this time?"

Ye Chun stared at the cloth sedan chair with his eyes wide open, his heart full of doubts and curiosity.

He frowned and tried hard to recall the person from the mysterious force he had met last time, but only an old figure emerged in his mind.

"But I remember that it wasn't this person who competed last time?" Ye Chun said to himself.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yueyao shifted her gaze from the cloth sedan chair, looked at Ye Chun and shook her head slightly.

"Maybe they changed players? In any case, we just need to focus on the game."

Ye Chun nodded, thinking that what Chu Yueyao said made sense. He decided not to dwell on it anymore and focus on the upcoming competition. After all, no matter who the opponent was, they had to go all out to win.

At this moment, the sedan chair slowly passed by them. When it passed Lingjie, it suddenly stopped, and a faint pressure spread out.

"What's your name?"

The person in the cloth sedan asked, his voice was like the sound of nature, but with a hint of coldness.

Lingjie felt the pressure, but it had little effect on him, so he didn't say anything.