"Master's wife!"

When Yang Tian turned around and saw Wu Zetian behind him, he was suddenly taken aback and stood frozen.

"Disciple, what's going on? Why am I still alive? Didn't I already self-destruct?"

Wu Zetian stared at her own hands in bewilderment.

"Master's wife!"

Yang Tian walked up and tightly embraced Wu Zetian.

At this moment, he truly understood the feeling of a lost one regained.

If he hadn't deliberately stayed behind, Wu Zetian wouldn't have died.

Now, seeing Wu Zetian appear before him once again, Yang Tian silently vowed never to let his master's wife leave him again.

"Disciple, release me first..."

Seeing the regretful yet determined expression on Yang Tian's face, Wu Zetian lightly sighed and said no more, allowing Yang Tian to hold her.

It wasn't clear how much time passed before Wu Zetian softly said, "Disciple, you can let go of me now, you're hugging me too tightly..."

Upon hearing Wu Zetian's words, Yang Tian finally released her.

He operated his Divine Sense, probing onto Wu Zetian's body.

Quickly, his brows furrowed.

"Why is your body so insubstantial? Wait, this is your soul..."

Yang Tian directed his Spiritual Breath into Wu Zetian's body.

But this stream of Spiritual Breath quickly dissipated.

This indicated that the Wu Zetian before him was not her physical self, but her soul.

"Soul?" Wu Zetian also operated her Divine Sense to probe herself, then sighed, "Unexpectedly, in the end, I still died?"

Yang Tian's face became solemn.

He carefully observed Wu Zetian.

Soon, Yang Tian felt a presence of Demon Bud's Spiritual Breath on Wu Zetian's body and realized: "Master's wife, you were saved by the Demon Tree! Your soul had already shattered, scattered into nothingness, it was the Demon Tree that reunited your soul!"

"Demon Tree?"

Wu Zetian was filled with confusion.

"The Demon Tree, it's that broken wood block I acquired from the Sand Demon Treasure Vault!"

Yang Tian quickly explained.

"Broken wood block?"

A glint of surprise flashed in Wu Zetian's eyes.

"Exactly, that broken wood block is a root of the Demon Tree, and the Demon Tree is the origin of the Demon Realm," Yang Tian eagerly shared what he knew with Wu Zetian. "Millions of years ago, this was nothing but void. The Demon Tree transformed the void into Demon Breath, spawned the Four Great Demon Races, created the Demon Realm. Now, the Demon Tree is regrowing from the broken wood block, it can absorb the void, convert it into Demon Breath, and can produce demons, Magical Treasures!"

"But where is the Demon Tree?"

Wu Zetian puzzledly looked around.

"Master's wife, no one except me can feel the existence of the Demon Tree!"

Yang Tian said.

Then, his gaze fell upon Wu Zetian's soul.

Can the Demon Tree only reconstruct Wu Zetian's soul?

But can it also restore Wu Zetian's physical body?

As he thought, Yang Tian operated his Spiritual Breath and opened the Demon Bud: "Master's wife, now you believe me, I will resurrect you!"

"Resurrect? Through the Demon Tree?"

"Yes!"

With a wave of his hand, Yang Tian had the Demon Bud absorb Wu Zetian's soul.

Then, the Demon Bud swiftly closed.

The Demon Tree began absorbing the endless void again, transforming it into Demon Breath, and condensing it inside the Demon Bud. It wasn't clear how much time passed, but when the Demon Bud slowly opened again, it was empty inside.

"Master's wife, where are you?"

Yang Tian instinctively asked.

"Disciple, I'm here! Inside the Demon Tree!"

A voice full of excitement and joy echoed from within the Demon Tree.

"Master's wife, how did you get inside the Demon Tree? Wait..." Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Does it mean your soul couldn't be directly resurrected but was absorbed by the Demon Tree, becoming part of it?"

"Wrong, I am now the soul of the Demon Tree!"

Wu Zetian's voice rang out with excitement.

"The soul of the Demon Tree?"

Yang Tian was a bit surprised.

"Hehe..."

Wu Zetian made a playful, excited sound, and almost immediately, the Demon Tree started shaking with a rustling sound.

This startled Yang Tian.

"Disciple, I can feel the Demon Tree's existence, its history is imprinted in my mind, I can also open the Demon Bud!"

Wu Zetian was like a mischievous child.

Snap!

The Demon Bud suddenly opened.

"I can also close it!"

Then, with another snap, the Demon Bud shut tight.

"I can even transform a stone into gold!"

Whoosh!

A stone flew up from the ground, was absorbed by the Demon Bud, and not long after, when the Demon Bud opened, a piece of gold appeared.

"Master's wife, you really became the soul of the Demon Tree!"

Yang Tian was also astonished.

"Hehe, I find it very fun!"

Wu Zetian let out a burst of laughter, then ignored Yang Tian and dove into the Demon Tree.

Yang Tian could clearly feel that the Demon Tree began growing rapidly again.

Moreover, new Demon Buds were sprouting on the tree.

"Master's wife, let's stop playing, we have to go back!"

Seeing that it was already dark, Yang Tian quickly said.

"No worries, I'll always be inside the Demon Tree, just use your Divine Sense to call me whenever you need me! Whether you are in the Demon Realm, the world of Great Tang, or Huaxia, I'll appear at your side anytime!"

Wu Zetian laughed.

"Haha!"

Yang Tian also laughed.

By operating his Divine Sense, Yang Tian could continually access the products of the Demon Tree.

And naturally, he could summon his master's wife at any time!

"Disciple, you hurry back, now I'm the soul of the Demon Tree, I'm preparing to create a body for myself and make the Demon Tree grow rapidly!"

Wu Zetian said excitedly.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your resurrection!"

Yang Tian laughed heartily, his figure flashed, and he was already flying toward the cave.

On his way back, Yang Tian heard Wu Zetian's voice echoing in his mind: "Disciple, my body is already formed!"

"Really? Let me see!"

Yang Tian operated his Divine Sense to summon her.

Whoosh!

In the next second, Wu Zetian appeared by Yang Tian's side.

Seeing the Great Tang Empress beside him, a surge of heroic passion rose in Yang Tian's heart. Wu Zetian was still as beautiful as ever, with glossy black hair, large eyes, a delicate nose, crimson lips, and an elegant chin.

Everything was still the enchanting master's wife.

"Master's wife, let's go back!"

Yang Tian wrapped his arm around Wu Zetian's slender waist and flew toward the cave.

In no time, the two of them returned to the cave.

At that moment, they heard the sound of fighting coming from inside the cave.

Yang Tian operated his Divine Sense to probe, his face coldly stating, "Wu Tiandu is here! I didn't expect him to be so persistent, trying to wipe us out while we are weak? He's simply courting death! I'll kill him now!"

"Disciple, didn't you say that Wu Tiandu is one of the four Golden Spirit Guardians?"

Wu Zetian quickly asked.

"No problem, I'll kill him and then resurrect him through the Demon Tree, converting him into a slave that listens to my commands!"

Yang Tian said in a deep voice.

"Smart!"

A glint of appreciation flashed in Wu Zetian's eyes...