"This... could this be High God?!"
Su Baye's voice has changed its tone.
Xiao Qingtian nodded seriously.
Yes, he also felt the aura of High God from this hand. And it was much stronger than the High God that had just broken through Black and White Impermanence. This powerful, condensed aura with a hint of the aftertaste of high-level Law was clearly - Peak High God.
How come a hand of Peak High God appears in Space Passage that is opened by Su Ye?
Xiao Qingtian's heart suddenly sank.
Su Ye met the enemy of Peak High God?!
When he was worried...
The hand that was still moving suddenly stopped moving.
The five fingers froze, and then slowly loosened, as if all the strength had been drained away.
Then...
Hands fell off Space Passage.
"Crack."
fell to the ground.
It has turned into a severed hand.
The fracture was as smooth as if it had been cut with the sharpest knife, without even a trace of blood. The section of skin, bones, and meridians were clearly visible, but not a drop of blood flowed out. It was as if all life had been forcibly wiped out the moment the hand was severed.
But even if it's just a severed hand, the aura remaining on it is still so majestic that it makes one's heart palpitate.
Many strong human beings who have not yet broken through to God Level took a look at it from a distance and felt their chests were tight, their heartbeats were racing, and they were breaking out in cold sweats.
However...
Seeing this severed hand, Su Baye was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Hey! Is this being tricked by my sweet grandson? Hahaha! Not bad, not bad, he is indeed my Old Su Family's son! He has the means! He has a lot of potential!"
Su Baye Happy, proud, proud.
This is clearly the handiwork of my sweet grandson. If you can cut off the hand of a Peak High God, the word Battle Record will last a lifetime.
Xiao Qingtian is not optimistic.
So what if you can defeat one of the opponent's hands? The opponent is Peak High God, and Su Ye... In Xiao Qingtian's memory, Su Ye has just broken through to King Lower God.
Lower God is facing the peak of the gods, and there is a gap of two entire realms.
It's too dangerous.
Obviously, not only Xiao Qingtian, but also many people on Flying Ship have thought of this.
Xiao Qiyue's face was as pale as paper. He stared at the severed hand, his nails dug into his palm, and his lips trembled slightly.
Just then...
Several Heavenly King Hall Strategist old men came running quickly, looking anxious.
"Master Heavenly King! Master Heavenly King! Number Three has sent a message!"
Number Three?
Meng Xue'er?
Xiao Qingtian turned his head suddenly and looked over.
After those Strategists finished reporting the contents of the message from Meng Xue'er, Xiao Qingtian's brows wrinkled slightly at first, then wrinkled tighter and tighter, and finally relaxed slowly. When he looked at the severed hand again, his eyes had changed subtly.
Night God.
Demon Race Progenitor is out of trouble.
Peak High God.
One hand was broken off by Su Ye Clone.
Meng Xue'er is with Demon Race Prodigy named Black.
And Night God is hunting them down.
Xiao Qingtian took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts, then turned his head sharply and looked at the pale granddaughter Xiao Qiyue.
"Qiyue, come with me!"
Xiao Qiyue was taken alone by Xiao Qingtian to a room Secret Chamber deep in Flying Ship.
This room Secret Chamber is not big. The four walls are made of some kind of dull metal and are airtight.
Xiao Qingtian After entering the door, he first put up a layer of soundproofing Magic Array, thought for a moment, then added another layer, thought again, and added a third layer.
After the three layers of soundproofing Magic Array were stacked, Xiao Qingtian was still uneasy and carefully checked it twice. After confirming that even the sound of Mosquito flapping its wings could not be heard, he turned to look at his granddaughter.
Xiao Qiyue stood in the room, watching grandpa Xiao Qingtian meticulously perfecting the Magic Array pattern, feeling confused and uneasy in his heart.
She has grown so old, it is rare to see the old man in charge of the Heavenly King Hall and Human Race Territory so cautious and solemn.
What happened to make my grandfather so careful?
Grandpa is the top strong man among First Heavenly King and Middle God, a person who doesn't change his expression even if the sky falls.
With today's situation, those who didn't know better would have thought they were plotting a rebellion.
Xiao Qingtian repeatedly checked the stability of Magic Array and confirmed that there were no omissions and no risk of leakage before slowly closing the trend and turning around.
The kind and gentle eyebrows just now were all gone, replaced by extreme seriousness and solemnity, his eyes were deep Lock-On Xiao Qiyue, and he spoke in a deep voice every word.
"Qiyue."
Xiao Qingtian spoke in a serious tone.
"Do you still remember when Undead Demon God, Blood Demon God and Succubus God led more than thirty Demon King and hundreds of Ninth Tier Demon Race to raid Heavenly King Hall?"
Xiao Qiyue was stunned.
It happened so long ago, why do you suddenly mention this?
Her mind was spinning rapidly.
Aren't Undead Demon God and Succubus God dead long ago?
According to the battle report that came not long ago, all Demon God including Blood Demon God are dead.
The entire Demon Race Ancestral Land is in ruins. Is there any point in discussing this anymore?
And...
Countless Memory Fragments were rushing through my heart, and Xiao Qiyue's face changed slightly.
Thinking that it was Su Ye who suddenly told her the news, Xiao Qiyue's eyes flashed, and she subconsciously closed her mouth, unwilling to answer.
However, Xiao Qingtian had no intention of letting her go.
Seeing her reaction like this, Xiao Qingtian's eyes were clear, but he had no intention of letting her go, and his tone became more solemn.
"Qiyue, this matter is very important."
His voice was a little deeper, with a rare solemnity that belonged to the Heavenly King Hall decision-maker.
"The news was extremely secretive at that time. Even the spies we placed deepest in Demon Race couldn't get the wind of it in advance. But you knew about it before the other party arrived. You even knew the Spatial Coordinates that the other party was coming to."
Xiao Qingtian stared into her granddaughter's eyes, word by word.
"And you were in the Heavenly King Hall back then and never left. Where did your news... come from?"
Xiao Qiyue's expression is getting weirder and weirder.
She pursed her red lips tightly, raised her chin slightly, her eyes drifted away, and her whole body was filled with the stubbornness of "If you don't tell me, don't ask," written all over her body.
But who is Xiao Qingtian?
The old fox who has lived for countless years has never seen anything like this.
Xiao Qiyue's look is like having the answer written on his face.
"So... Su Ye told you this news, right?"
Xiao Qiyue, under the intense gaze of her grandfather, stiffened her neck and turned her head to look at the wall, but the slightly red tips of her ears had already betrayed her.
Xiao Qingtian sighed in his heart.
Sure enough.
The original message was delivered by Su Ye.
Otherwise, there would be no one else worthy of such protection from my granddaughter.
But here comes the problem.
At that time Su Ye was also in the Heavenly King Hall and never left.
So, how did Su Ye know that Three Great Demon Gods was going to sneak attack Heavenly King Hall?
Could he be the roundworm in Demon Race's belly?
Or should I say...