The man exuded a powerful vitality.
Even when walking through a deadly Abyss, lush green Xiaocao would sprout from the ground beneath one's feet.
Upon seeing this, the Magician couldn't help but exclaim, "A walking Life Essence! If you could inhale it, wouldn't you live forever?"
A Bing was speechless. "He's Tree Bearer, not Tang Sanzang."
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, " The Peak of Level Nine is already infinitely close to Demigod."
In other civilizations, such masters are usually considered the "treasure of the clan."
Unless in an emergency, they will generally not leave the world.
However, the three bald brothers managed to bring people over with just one "phone call".
The Tree Bearer then walked up to the group.
The moment he stopped, the land within a dozen meters around him came back to life.
The dark red earth was covered with tender grass, interspersed with colorful flowers.
The Magician grumbled, "Are you kidding me? How come his special effects budget is more than mine?"
While Qin Ze and the Heavenly King were observing the Tree Bearer, the Tree Bearer were also observing them.
At first, the Tree Bearer thought it was some ignorant junior from the Ancient Race causing trouble, since apart from the Spirit Clan, only the Ancient Race could easily control the Abyss Puppet.
They were able to do this because the Spirit Clan provided them with the "key."
To the Tree Bearer's surprise, none of the people in front of him were from the Ancient Race, yet they were all able to control the Abyss Puppet.
Moreover, Qin Ze and the others gave him a strange feeling; they weren't ordinary alien warriors.
The Tree Bearer faintly sensed the aura of a strange beast.
As for the scent on Qin Ze, he had only ever sensed it on the Spirit Tree.
The origins of this group remain a mystery.
The three bald brothers hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.
"Greetings, Tree Bearer Master."
The Tree Bearer- keeper glanced at Qin Ze and his group, then said, "Tell me the whole story, word for word."
The two observers immediately recounted in detail how Qin Ze and his group of lunatics had fallen from the sky, crashed, and were finally escorted out of the country by the beasts.
The children, including the Heavenly King, behaved very well, appearing completely harmless.
Qin Ze took the initiative to introduce himself, "Sword cultivator Lin Zhiyuan, I am a close friend of Lady Zi Yue, and also a brother and friend of Brother Liangchen."
The Tree Bearer was taken aback; the other party recognized the Zi siblings.
He suddenly remembered that some time ago, the two children had secretly gone out again, and when they returned in a sorry state, they were scolded by the clan chief.
It must have been during that outing that they met.
Out of consideration for this relationship, the Tree Bearer couldn't say anything at this point.
"You've seen that king-level beast?"
Qin Ze asked, "The one without a face?"
The Tree Bearer- keeper nodded slightly.
Qin Ze said, "I've met them. They're quite enthusiastic and easy to talk to."
"They not only gave us a bunch of Soul Orb, but they also gave us a warm send-off."
The usually composed Tree Bearer Master's expression subtly changed.
Are there any strange beasts that are easy to talk to?
Based on his observation of the hand's description, he roughly knew what had happened.
The horde of strange beasts craving takeout has met their match.
In order to avoid a larger conflict that could cause irreparable damage.
The king-level beast chose to swallow its anger and sent the plague away.
"This area has been sealed off by our clan; do not trespass again."
Qin Ze asked curiously, "Why are these strange beasts gathered here?"
"And that Faceless Beast said it had made an agreement with you."
"You guys aren't traitors, are you?"
Upon hearing this, the Tree Bearer shook his head. "Things aren't as you think."
" The Ancient Race, especially the Spirit Clan, bear responsibilities and missions far beyond the comprehension of Myriad Races."
The Heavenly King scoffed at the Tree Bearer's remarks.
"You've packed it up, haven't you?"
"Tch, special effects weirdo."
"The responsibilities borne by the Pretty God are far beyond what your Spirit Clan can compare to!"
"Is there?"
"If I say it exists, then it exists."
Qin Ze said calmly, "If you tell us, we'll understand."
The Tree Bearer shook his head again. "There are some things I don't want you to know, and that's for your own good."
Qin Ze really wanted to punch the riddle-maker to death.
The Tree Bearer looked at the silent Abyss Puppet behind him and asked, "Where did you get your keys?"
Qin Ze blinked. "What key?"
The Tree Bearer opened his palm, and a ball of green light that kept changing shape appeared.
Immediately afterwards, the Abyss Puppet, which had been lying quietly on the ground, suddenly flew up and hovered above everyone's heads.
The Tree Bearer spoke, "The power to control the Abyss Puppet is exclusive to our race. We have previously gifted some of the keys to the other four races."
Qin Ze could sense that the signal established between the Tree Bearer and the Abyss Puppet was very weak, similar to that of Zi Yue back then, only allowing the Abyss Puppet to perform simple commands such as moving forward and backward.
Unlike Qin Ze, Abyss Puppet is almost like a clone of him.
"Do we even need a key?"
"It's not as simple as just having hands."
With that, Qin Ze severed the connection between the Tree Bearer and the Abyss Puppet, then had the Abyss Puppet perform a series of backflips in the sky.
The Tree Bearer- keeper could no longer maintain his composure.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined, no matter how hard he tried, that the Abyss Puppet could do a backflip.
Qin Ze continued to control the Abyss Puppet, spinning and leaping, performing all sorts of unexpected moves by the Tree Bearer.
"That's enough, that's enough."
Stop right now!
The Spirit Clan have always regarded the Abyss Puppet as a gift from the ancient gods.
Although I occasionally use it as a means of transportation through the Abyss, I always hold a sense of awe for it.
Instead of treating Abyss Puppet like a dog, as Qin Ze is doing now.
At Qin Ze's command, Abyss Puppet returned to his side and became a well-behaved baby again.
The Tree Bearer asked incredulously, "How did you do that?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Let's do it this way first, then that way and then this way again."
The Tree Bearer frowned deeply. Could this child possess a portion of the Spirit Clan's bloodline?
Would you be interested in visiting our Spirit Clan?
The three bald men were stunned.
The Spirit Clan hasn't had any aliens visit for many years.
The Tree Bearer Master then took the initiative to send an invitation to the other party.
The elderly Magician nudged Qin Ze in the waist. "Go on."
"When we meet that Bai Chi, we'll ask her for a few vats of Life Essence."
Qin Ze feigned hesitation. "Since you're so enthusiastic, then I'll reluctantly accept."
The Tree Bearer Being turned and opened a portal. "Please."
Qin Ze said, "Please go first."
He was so traumatized by the Magician that he now has a psychological aversion to portals.
The Tree Bearer, not understanding the situation, assumed Qin Ze was just being polite and turned to step inside first.
Qin Ze deliberately waited a while before leading the Heavenly King through the gate.
After the portal disappeared, the bald captain couldn't help but sigh, "With so many powerful figures emerging, a great era of competition is about to begin."
The observer beside him asked, "Boss, what do we do in this era of great conflict?"
The bald captain rolled his eyes. "What does this have to do with us cannon fodder?"
"Keep observing, don't be lazy."
Qin Ze's vision went white, and the next second he was teleported to a primitive yet vibrant world.
As far as the eye can see, everything is green, full of vitality, and everything is thriving.
In the distance, several towering trees, some thousands of meters tall, caught his attention.
In the Lost World where the God of Machinery descended, he had seen these trees in their juvenile stage.