129: Chapter 129: Entering the demon world, the number one genius of the human race?

Deep within the Thundercloud Mountains of Desolate Heaven, Jiang Xuan and Ao Qing arrived outside a small hut built from precious wood.

Not long after, a white-haired middle-aged man walked out of the house, his body exuding the aura of a Yao Saint.

Jiang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't expected a Yao Saint to be living in the Thundercloud Mountains of Desolate Heaven. No wonder the Human Race generally operated on the outskirts of the mountain range.

The Monster Realm and the Human Race shared the same Cultivation system, except that the Yao Race converted the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth into their own Yao Dao power, focusing on their Physical Body and breaking all techniques with brute force.

As for Divine Abilities, they lacked the Human Race's intelligent minds, so the Martial Skills they created were relatively weaker.

However, some powerful Yao Beast clans, upon reaching a certain level of Cultivation, would automatically Awaken a certain ability due to their Bloodline. This was similar to how Jiang Xuan gained powerful abilities each time his Progenitor Dragon Bloodline advanced a level.

The white-haired youth came before the two, glancing at Jiang Xuan with a hint of surprise. Then, sensing a strong pressure from him, his eyes showed fear.

He hurriedly bowed to the two, "Greetings, esteemed sir. Greetings, Elder Ao Qing."

Ao Qing nodded, "Bai Jue, take us to the entrance of the Monster Realm."

"Yes, Elder."

Along the way, Ao Qing respectfully introduced everything about the Monster Realm to Jiang Xuan. Bai Jue, beside them, showed a look of shock. Who was this young master that even Elder Ao Qing treated him with such deference?

However, the aura emanating from him was truly terrifying. That intense Bloodline pressure made his Soul tremble deep within.

Not long after, the three arrived before a Restriction gate composed of white runes, ten meters high, with a strong Yao Dao aura wafting towards them.

It was similar to the Demon Race passages Jiang Xuan had seen, all formed by ancient Restrictions.

Ao Qing respectfully said to Jiang Xuan, "Sir, this is the entrance of our Yao Race in Desolate Heaven."

Jiang Xuan nodded slightly. He learned from Ao Qing that each Thundercloud Mountains in the Nine Provinces of the Human Race had an entrance, guarded by a Yao Saint of the Yao Race.

The relationship between the Human Race and the Yao Race was not as hostile as with the Demon Race. The two races, after all, had a common enemy. Therefore, passages were set up between the two realms, and as long as a powerful Yao Race figure vouched for them, the Human Race could enter the Monster Realm.

Bai Jue pointed with one hand, and a drop of fresh blood flowed from his fingertip. He flicked his finger, and the blood drop fell into the Restriction. The white runes immediately glowed, and a passage appeared before Jiang Xuan. The two then entered it, their figures disappearing into the passage.

The moment Jiang Xuan entered the Monster Realm, in the Dragon Clan Great Hall, the dark-robed youth, Ao Yin, the current Clan Chief of the Dragon Clan, instantly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. He murmured, "He's here."

Just then, footsteps echoed in the Great Hall. The youth collected his thoughts, his expression returning to its usual calm.

Below the Great Hall, a beautiful woman with golden horns on her head skipped to the front of the hall, grabbing Ao Yin's arm and excitedly saying, "Father, your daughter has good news."

A hint of a smile appeared in the man's eyes. He said, "Ah, Qian Qian, what good news makes you so happy?"

Ao Qian's delicate brows curved as she smiled, "I brought back a Prodigy from the Human Race. He's a Daoist from Qingzhou, named Nangong Aotian."

"A Human Race Daoist should be very powerful, right? I want him to try and solve the Dragon Clan's predicament."

Hearing this, a warmth rose in Ao Yin's heart. He shook his head and said with gratification, "Qian Qian, I am very happy that you think of the Dragon Clan."

"It's just that..."

At this point, a strong anticipation flashed in his eyes. "For the Dragon Clan's matter, I already have a candidate. You should thank that Human Race Daoist well, and then send him back."

Ao Qian's beautiful eyes widened. She asked curiously, "What! Father, you already have a candidate? Which one from the Human Race is it?"

She hadn't expected her father to already have a plan, and to be so confident. Could there be someone even more powerful than a Daoist in the Human Race? No, didn't that Nangong Aotian tell her he was invincible in the Nine Provinces?

Ao Yin smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes."

Ao Qian pouted, looking dejected, "Hmph, if you don't want to say, then don't. Who cares?"

With that, she left in a huff.

Ao Yin watched her retreating figure, shaking his head with a smile. With his hands behind his back, he felt the increasingly close Progenitor Dragon Qi, his eyes filled with anticipation. My Monster Realm will also welcome its own peerless Prodigy.

In the core residence of the Dragon Clan, Ao Qian plopped down heavily onto a chair, the dejection on her face still lingering.

Just then, a young man with an extraordinary demeanor walked into the room, a hint of admiration in his eyes as he looked at Ao Qian.

However, he did not forget his purpose for coming to the Dragon Clan. He stepped forward and gently said to her, "How is it, Qian Qian? Did your father agree?"

Ao Qian rolled her eyes at him, feeling a bit annoyed, and retorted unhappily, "Look at me. Do you think my father agreed?"

"Uh..." Nangong Aotian looked awkward. He was anxious and hadn't really observed her expression.

"Also, I've told you, don't call me Qian Qian. We're not that close yet."

As she said this, Ao Qian's gaze sharpened, and she stared intently at the other party, pointing at Nangong Aotian's eyes. "Hey, are you really invincible among the younger generation in the Nine Provinces?"

Hearing this, Nangong Aotian's heart trembled, feeling a bit guilty. Then, he couldn't help but recall the hateful figure who had beaten him half to death.

He thought fiercely, "Desolate Heaven, you bastard! When I get what I want from the Dragon Clan, my strength will advance by leaps and bounds. By then, I will repay the humiliation I suffered tenfold!"

Thinking this, he forced himself to remain calm and said with certainty, "Of course. Looking at the younger generation, who could be my, Nangong Aotian's, opponent?"

Ao Qian nodded, not thinking much of it. She had asked in Qingzhou, and everyone said Nangong Aotian was the strongest, possessing the Heavenly Tyrant Body, and he was also one of the Human Race's Daoists. She had even tested his strength herself, and he was indeed an undeniable Prodigy.

Thinking this, she made up her mind. When the person her father found arrived, she would let them compete and see who was stronger.

Afterward, she told Nangong Aotian about today's events and her thoughts.

A dangerous glint flashed in Nangong Aotian's eyes. What upstart was this, daring to compete with him for Opportunity? Overestimating himself!

He decided that he would give the person chosen by the Dragon King a good beating!

In the Void Realm, two figures stood. One was a middle-aged man wearing a magnificent crown, and the other was shrouded in a black robe, exuding a chilling aura.

A Restriction surrounded their bodies, isolating their auras to prevent detection. The conversation between Ao Qian and the other person below clearly reached their ears.

"It seems the person my good elder brother found is not ordinary, to be so confident, even looking down on the Heavenly Tyrant Body," the middle-aged man said indifferently, his expression unreadable.

"Heh."

A disdainful sound came from the black-robed man's mouth, his voice hoarse and as chilling as a malevolent spirit. "With me here, whoever comes will face a dead end!"

The middle-aged man glanced at him, as if agreeing with the black-robed man's words. Then, he looked down at Ao Qian and the other person, a fleeting murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Then I shall wait and see."