188: I really don't know anything!

Li Nezha was among the first to arrive at the border of the Mountain Giant Kingdom. The Mountain Giant Bo Shan, acting as their representative, welcomed them and led them to the Demon Realm Rift, his expression solemn.

The Mountain Giant Bo Shan had returned to his previous size, and he frowned as he looked at the Demon Realm Rift: "We've already checked. This Demon Realm Rift opened very quickly, so quickly that the Devilish Qi didn't even have time to spread out and affect the Earth Veins. That's why we couldn't react in time."

Mountain Giants are very reliant on Earth Veins; Earth Veins are like their lifelines. They can sense anything that affects the Earth Veins in a timely manner.

Li Nezha frowned, looking at the Demon Realm Rift before him: "Indeed, this is somewhat like the standard methods of the Demon Realm Army. It might not necessarily have been created by random individuals."

Tang Gao sat on his Lotus Magical Artifact, staring wide-eyed for a long time.

If you say this thing has technical content, then it certainly does. After all, the Demon God Lord's talent among the five Clones had the highest starting point and the most significant enhancements, plus he himself had developed quite a few things later on.

But if you ask what he could discern... Tang Gao was like a desperate illiterate, unable to see anything.

Li Nezha was observing carefully when he suddenly felt a Demonic Qi approaching. He turned his head and saw an old acquaintance from the Dragon Clan, Ao Lang.

Ao Lang, an Eight-Order Great Power of the Dragon Clan, is a steady and far-sighted King Dragon. The Dragon Clan he leads has established multi-faceted cooperation projects with the southern regions of the Xia Dynasty, including the aquatic industry, climate regulation, and tourism for Dragon Clan scenic spots.

Ao Lang arrived with his juniors, accompanied by wind and clouds, his expression anxious. He was quite concerned about this matter and had a significant psychological shadow from the Demon Realm invasion many years ago, roughly the size of three football fields.

Ao Lang flew over with his juniors, his brows furrowed. He saw the person he least wanted to see: "What was the Northern Military System thinking, sending a scoundrel like you over?"

Ao Lang stopped not far away, his face grim, his fists already clenched. He wished he could fight Li Nezha on the spot.

Li Nezha chuckled: "Why did the Dragon Clan send a scoundrel like you over? Is it because the Dragon Clan has no one else to use?"

"Li Nezha! How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Ao Shan glared at Li Nezha, his expression filled with anger.

Ao Shan, whose youngest son went to Qingkai as an exchange student to study, is also a strong individual from the King Dragon lineage, and an Eight-Order cultivator.

Bo Shan was terribly vexed. He took huge steps to stand between the two groups, his massive head held high: "Stop arguing! Look at the Rift first. If the Demon Realm truly invades, we might all die tomorrow. Let's temporarily put aside today's grievances."

Ao Lang snorted coldly. He led Ao Shan and the other juniors to stand before the Demon Realm Rift and observe carefully, his brows also furrowing.

"This indeed seems like the standard methods of the Demon Realm Army; it truly doesn't look like something made up. I even thought the Xia Dynasty was taking advantage of the situation to set a trap and kill our Yao Race generals."

Li Nezha gave a fake smile: "What a coincidence, I was thinking the same thing."

The Mountain Giant Bo Shan was terribly vexed: "Yes, yes, it's suspected to be a standard method of the Demon Realm Army, which is why I called you all over... If the Demon Realm Army launches an invasion, our small numbers won't be able to hold them back."

"Sigh, if it weren't for survival, I really wouldn't want to bring these two bomb-like races together."

The more Ao Lang looked, the deeper his frown became: "How come I smell the scent of Demon God bloodline?"

Tang Gao, the idler on the Lotus Magical Artifact, widened his eyes: "Holy crap! Are you a dog?! You can even smell scents?"

Indeed, one cannot underestimate the Dragon Clan's noses! Look, they're much better than a dog's nose.

Ao Lang glanced over, frowning: "Your disciple?"

Li Nezha's expression became serious. He extended both hands and began to perform the Tianji Art: "My disciple, Ao Lang, help me share the pressure. Let's divine together."

Ao Lang frowned, waved his hand, signaling Ao Shan to follow, and told the others to stay in mid-air on alert.

The Spells of the three Eight-Order Great Powers linked together, jointly deducing the Tianji.

Li Nezha carefully deduced for a long time and encountered a familiar feeling he hadn't felt in a while. He frowned, immediately activated his Three Heads and Six Arms to enhance his calculations, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

Ao Lang's expression changed slightly. He gestured for everyone to move aside, directly revealed his true form, and spat out a crystal-clear white Dragon Pearl, strengthening the deduction.

Ao Shan swallowed, then also transformed into his true form and spat out his Dragon Pearl to enhance the Tianji Art calculations, feeling the pressure of this deduction.

The Tianji-blind Mountain Giant Bo Shan stood dumbfounded on the ground, staring blankly at the operations of the 'scholars'.

The other Tianji-blind individuals also stood obediently to the side, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Li Nezha took a deep breath. Sparks flew from his fingers as he performed calculations with his six hands, but he was stuck halfway, unable to proceed, feeling as if he had learned the Tianji Art for nothing.

This feeling, he had only encountered it on that scoundrel disciple who used himself to test Law attacks.

Ao Lang and Ao Shan exchanged glances, both strengthening their Mana input to share the calculation pressure, but they still didn't perceive any more information from it.

Li Nezha stopped his calculations, his mouth twitching: "There is indeed the aura of Demon God bloodline, but I can't find out more."

Could this be a trap set by the Stick Figure Great Power?

No wonder Tang Gao used himself for testing a few days ago, and today he was still clamoring to participate.

This familiar awkward feeling, only the Stick Figure Great Power had it.

Ao Lang's massive Dragon body retracted, transforming into human form, his face sinking: "This is troublesome. It really is Demon God bloodline."

If this is used as a trap, then the Xia Dynasty is truly formidable.

If the Demon Realm knew that Demon God bloodline was circulating outside, the Demon Realm Army would disregard their lives to seize the Demon God bloodline back.

Li Nezha rubbed his forehead: "I'll take my disciple to find a temporary place. Once everyone is gathered, we'll discuss how to explore this Demon Realm Rift."

Ao Lang sighed: "Sigh, me too."

At this moment, facing a more vexing problem, the two enemies temporarily set aside their conflict.

Just thinking about the crazy operations of the Demon Realm Army made Ao Lang terribly vexed.

If the Demon Realm Army's operations could be quantified, it would almost be at the level of ten Li Venerable Gou Dans.

Li Nezha took Tang Gao and left the Demon Realm Rift. They stopped about five kilometers away, and he directly took out his luxurious villa Magical Artifact from his spatial ring and slammed it onto the ground, inviting Tang Gao inside.

Tang Gao's eyes widened, his mouth agape, as he walked in, utterly shocked: "It's so luxurious!"

Teacher is really rich, and he really knows how to enjoy himself!

Li Nezha activated the villa Magical Artifact's shielding effect, sat on the living room sofa, cross-legged, arms folded, and stared blankly at Tang Gao.

Tang Gao sat opposite his teacher, blinking: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Li Nezha took a deep breath and asked with precise wording: "Before Liu Town notified you, did you know about this Demon Realm Rift?"

Tang Gao's mouth twitched: "Teacher, I think soup rice would be better for lunch."

Isn't this a bit too much? He clearly can't divine our information, so how did Teacher think to ask me?

Li Nezha's mouth twitched: "Are the twelve Demon Realm beasts related to you?"

Tang Gao lightly coughed: "I think twelve concrete mixer rebar compressed into atomic nuclei would be more suitable for a meal."

Li Nezha was utterly speechless: "How much do you know? What was the purpose of setting up this trap? The Xia Dynasty and the Yao Race are not suitable for war right now."

Tang Gao stared blankly: "Teacher, does my gaze look like the hero you're about to push to the top of the rankings?"

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