The First Stop: Retrieve the Nine Provinces Cauldron! Hearing the voice but seeing no one, Yu Qian immediately looked around and said with a resolute expression.
"I have thought it over and over. I am, after all, a member of the Human Race. How could I help you Demon Race?"
The Dragon Person Race cursed again.
"Idiot! We've told you ten thousand times! We're the fucking Dragon Person Race!"
"I get it, I get it. Pig Demon Race, Dog Demon Race, Chicken Demon Race—you're Dragon Person Demons, right? Just like our Human Race has people from the Southern Border, the Northern Territory, and the Central Plains. Aren't they all still humans?"
Chen Yi was rather speechless at this Old Thing too.
No wonder he had been chosen by the Dragon Person Race.
Even if they told this guy the Dragon Person Race's secrets, he would not be able to tell good from bad.
Chen Yi pinned the Dragon Person beneath his foot and ordered,
"Where do the Teleportation Formations in this Pagoda lead? Speak honestly!"
The Dragon Person Race had a much harder backbone than Yu Qian.
"Do you think I'll tell you? I never expected the Human Race to have such a freak as you, someone who could directly see soul states! I was careless, or how could you possibly have succeeded!"
A few things could be inferred from those words.
The Dragon Person Race actually had a way to vanish completely.
Even a "Materialist Warrior" would be unable to see them.
But the "Aura of Ten Thousand Races" would definitely be able to see the traces of racial aura they left behind.
No wonder that even when the Dragon Person Race officially made its move, the Human Race's understanding of its enemy was still virtually zero.
This racial