Drag Him Out and Castrate Him!

Fifteen minutes later, four beams of light shot out from the crack.

Emperor Brush's weapon spirit, Night Demon, and Ye Wushuang carried a naked old man out.

The old man's body was illusory, and he was most likely the heavenly map's artifact spirit. However, his face was swollen and bruised.

He knelt before Ye Chen immediately after Night Demon kicked him, "Master, we've captured this old man for you. Tell us what you want to do with him!"

Ye Chen looked over with a strange expression.

The person kneeling before him was an immortal-like old man. He seemed like an ancient scholar, cultured and refined.

However, he had been stripped naked. Even his spirit body had been sealed by Emperor Brush's weapon spirit. He could not unleash any power.

"All of you are truly disgraceful!"

The old man crossed his legs and covered his chest with his hands. He tried his best to cover private parts, and his thin body shivered with anger.