After everything was settled, Ye Xuan prepared to set off again. At the edge of the Demonkin Star Region ahead, two super starry sky armies of nearly a million soldiers were facing each other across millions of miles of space. There was a possibility of a misfire at any time.
After all, Ye Xuan was the chief commander of the vanguard. The vanguard fleet of nearly a million battleships formed by the vanguard fleet of the first universe's servant races all listened to his command.
He couldn't wait to experience the wonderful feeling of being able to judge the world. This was a rare opportunity!
However, although the Demonkin Spirit Warriors wouldn't set off at the same time, they would wait until Ye Xuan's Tian Ji Clan vanguard fleet left before activating the concealment formation and stealthily following behind.
However, the Demonkin Race was one of the most powerful races of the first universe's servant races after all. If no fleet appeared, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of the enemy and make them vigilant. Therefore, the Demonkin Race would send out a hundred ten thousand meter large fortresses to cover up their appearance.
Right now, these hundred ten thousand meter large fortresses were sailing out of the Star Dock to gather. Then, they would set off together with the Tian Ji Clan vanguard fleet commanded by Ye Xuan.
After leaving the main hall, Ye Xuan, accompanied by Demon King Mo Wentian and Imperial Uncle Mo Qigong, appeared in the core area of the inner city of the Demonkin Imperial City. They were greeted by a grey-robed, grey-haired Demonkin elder.
Seeing this Demonkin elder, Mo Wentian and Mo Qigong both stopped in their tracks. The latter stepped forward and respectfully called him Imperial Uncle. Demon King Mo Wentian didn't even have the qualifications to talk to him, so he stood to the side with his hands behind his back.
Ye Xuan was stunned. Even Mo Qigong called him Imperial Uncle? This old man's seniority in the Demonkin Imperial Clan was not ordinary. Immediately after, a thought flashed through his mind and he immediately came to a realization. If nothing unexpected happened, this gray-clothed, gray-haired old man should be the old monster who presided over the core node of the Inner Circle of the Spirit Battle. No wonder Ye Xuan couldn't feel any aura of an expert from his body.
Because at this level, if he wanted to conceal it, Ye Xuan, who was only at the eleventh realm of cultivation, couldn't sense it at all. "Huh? The source core in your brain has already reached Grade-7? Tsk tsk tsk, although you are not a Devil Cultivator, there is no one among the younger generation of Devil Cultivator who can compete with you in terms of mental strength talent. Even among the older generation of Devil Cultivator experts, there are only a few who can have your talent.
It can be counted! "
The gray-robed, gray-haired old demon completely ignored Mo Qigong. As for the Devil King Mo Wen Tian, he didn't even look at him. His gaze landed on Ye Xuan, sizing him up.
Ye Xuan clearly hadn't sensed any fluctuations of mind power, yet he felt as though he had been seen through. Even the grade of the source cores in his head had been seen through. Of course, regarding the devouring system in his body and the corpse lamp tattoo on his chest, this gray-haired old demon clearly did not notice at all. Although the Star Lord old monster was strong, he was far from being strong enough to be compared to the terrifying means of the human race's technological pioneer, Xing Bo, and the mysterious background of the headless infant corpse.
Speed!
As long as these two trump cards weren't exposed, everything else didn't matter to Ye Xuan. Therefore, he didn't mind that his source core grade had been seen through at a glance.
However, based on what the other party had said, it seemed like there had been quite a few older Devil Cultivators with Grade-7 Mind Source Cores.
As soon as he thought about this, his expression changed. The fact that his opponent had been able to see through the grade of his Mind Source Core wasn't just because his cultivation base was high. There was no doubt that the other party's mind power level had surpassed his own. This meant that his opponent had at least a grade-8 source core.
Wasn't it said that only the first Devil King had a grade-8 Mind Source Core among the entire Devil Race? As for the legendary grade-9, no one had ever reached it before.
How could a random older Devil Cultivator powerhouse possess a grade-8 Mind Source Core?
Ye Xuan froze for a moment before he shook his head and smiled bitterly. He suddenly started to doubt all the information he had received about the various tribes and powers of the three big planes.
It turned out that the information everyone knew was basically a lie. One would be a fool to actually believe it.
It was obvious that the first Devil King wasn't the only powerhouse with a grade-8 Mind Source Core among the Devil Race. At the very least, there was one more in front of him right now. Plus, the Mad Mosquito Emperor and the wretched Mosquito Butcher's source core had to be at least grade-8. It might even be at grade-9!
Ye Xuan had always believed in what the Devil Race said to the outside world, yet now it seemed like he had been completely fooled.
"Huh? You actually have a grade-8 Mind Imprint in your body? Was it left behind by the Mad Mosquito Butcher? And … Old Devil Mosquito Butcher's aura? " As soon as Ye Xuan thought about the Mad Mosquito Emperor and the Old Devil Mosquito Butcher, the grey-haired old Devil Cultivator opposite him mentioned them. His Mind Source Core was indeed at least grade-8. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to detect the protective spiritual imprint that the Mad Mosquito Emperor had left behind in Ye Xuan's mind.
It was the wretched Mosquito Butcher's aura!
Those two old fellas were indeed related to the Devil Race. Even the previous generation's Imperial Uncle, a Star Lord old freak who hadn't appeared for many years, knew about their existence. This was enough to explain the problem.
Ye Xuan's eyes lit up immediately. This was the best opportunity to inquire about the secrets of those two old fellas. How could he let this opportunity slip by?
Thus, he immediately asked, "Senior, do you know about the Mad Mosquito Emperor and the wretched Mosquito Butcher? Where exactly did those two old fellas come from? What are their backgrounds? "
"The Mad Mosquito Emperor? Hmph! How could he be worthy of being called an emperor? "
"As for the Old Devil Mosquito Butcher, he is indeed wretched. This evaluation is not wrong, but you are the first one who dared call him that. You are a newborn calf …"
When he heard Ye Xuan's question, the grey-haired old Devil Cultivator curled his lips. Based on his tone, it seemed like he didn't have a good evaluation of the Mad Mosquito Emperor and the wretched Mosquito Butcher.
However, Ye Xuan didn't care about this. What he cared about was the background of these two old fellas. Originally, he would be able to hear some secrets that he had always wanted to know from the grey-haired old Devil Cultivator in front of him. Who would have thought that the other party would change the topic? After changing the topic, he rolled his eyes and continued, "As for those two old fellas, this old man knows about them and has seen them before.
But if you ask about their origins and background … If you ask me, who should I ask? " "Back then when I first met those two old fellows, this old man was still a junior of the Devil Race. My cultivation base was merely at the Black Hole realm. However, at that time, the two of them were already at the pinnacle of the Universe Realm. In fact, it might even be the result of concealing their cultivation bases. How could this old man have the qualifications to meet such existences?
How could I investigate their background? "
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