"From inheriting the Saintess's legacy, to returning safely after being stranded in the Demon Realm.
Then, as a pawn of Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long, you infiltrated the territory of Western Patrol Envoy Xi Qiangu. You were the only one who survived. Then you became a divine envoy of the Yizhi Sand Sea Divine Hall.
Not to mention all the legends you created in our Taimeng Demon Realm. After returning, you immediately went to the Human-Demon Battlefield. Under Prince Li Ji Yuan's deep scheming, you were the only Great Zhou commander able to return alive with your army.
Then came the North Sea Aquatic Race's invasion, the Devil Race's eastern campaign, your exile by the Heaven Temple, and the joint attempt on your life by Prophet Demon Master Ba Yan and Ancient Demon God She Wa.
Any one of these would have meant nine deaths and one chance of life—or even certain death—for other martial artists. Yet not only did Marshal Ye escape alive every time, he also reaped enormous gains, his cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds." At this point, Tu Zheng took a light sip of wine and yielded the floor to the White Tiger Demon Emperor.
"So, taking all of this together, if there truly is a Chosen of Heaven in this world, then it can be none other than Brother Ye," the White Tiger Demon Emperor said with a smile.
Ye Zhen looked at the White Tiger Demon Emperor, then at Tu Zheng. His eyes held nothing but shock.
It was not the title of Chosen of Heaven that shocked him. What shocked him was how incomparably detailed Tu Zheng's intelligence on him was.
Some matters might have been common knowledge, things that could be uncovered with a careful investigation.
But for Tu Zheng to have even