I Can See Your Combat Power

This discovery undoubtedly made the Demon King feel both alarmed and overjoyed. He felt relieved that his old friend would not be trapped in the Minor Spiritual Realm. Yet, he felt apprehensive that if the Human Race was truly as powerful as Tang Luo described, his old friend, with his overbearing personality, could soon fall into the hands of fierce humans if he stepped out. However, these were concerns to be dealt with later. The most important issue at present was to reach an agreement with Tang Luo. However, there was one request from Tang Luo that was extremely challenging to address.

After some hesitation, the Demon King posed a question, “There is an issue we can’t resolve.”

“What is it?”

“This underground palace is a Spirit Trap Formation, which prevents the entry of souls. Otherwise, I would have already opened the door to the palace and nourished my old friend with the three spiritual springs on the fifth floor. Yet in order to contaminate the spiritual spring, the Blood God must be present personally. This means my old friend cannot enter the palace, thus cannot help my younger friend to contaminate the spiritual fields on the fifth floor.” The Demon King decided to be honest, as he could not hide this matter.

The puppet of the Blood God can infiltrate the palace because its essence is a mindless puppet controlled by blood essence. However, the moment the soul of the Blood God attaches itself to the puppet, it triggers an alarm of the Spirit Trap Formation, trapping it.

The puppet of the Blood God is unable to control the Blood Fiend. Only the Blood God can, making this the most difficult part of the plan.

Tang Luo frowned deeply in thought, then asked after careful consideration, “I know you, Demon King, are merged with the Realm Heart and are essentially a true Spirit Guardian of the Realm. Are you incapable of protecting the Blood

God?”

“I can’t.” Demon King answered bluntly. “It is true that I am the Spirit Guardian of the Realm, but this Spirit Trap Formation is established to control me as a linchpin. Even if the Spirit Trap Formation was completely deactivated, I would not be able to protect my old friend entering the palace.

If this issue couldn’t be resolved, negotiations between Tang Luo and the

Demon Kings couldn’t continue.

However, the Blood God, who had been watching his old friend and Tang Luo contemplate the matter, scoffed, “Stupid fox, foolish human. A small issue hke this stumps you!”

The Blood God was quite self-satisfied, looking at Tang Luo as if he was a fool.

Could it be that the Blood God has the solution? Tang Luo wondered before he asked, laughing lightly, “May I ask, Blood God, do you possibly have a solution?”

-Why on earth would I tell you, an idiotic and despicable human?” The Blood

God sneered in delight.

The Blood God still held a grudge against Tang Luo for interrupting his Great Blood Fusion Technique and killing hundreds of thousands of Blood Fiends. How could he cooperate and tell him the solution? Watching Tang Luo get anxious was extremely amusing to him.

However, the Demon King didn’t want his old friend to have any more conflicts with Tang Luo and pleaded, “Old friend, if you have a solution, please tell us. There are only a few months left before the Spirit Realm Gate stabilizes. You must escape before then.”

Listening to his old friend’s request, the Blood God indignantly said, “I won’t leave¹ If I left, then what will you do? I will stay in the Minor Spiritual Realm to protect you! Once I purify the three spiritual springs underground, I can fall as many humans as they throw at me, especially the despicable kind hke this

boy!”

Watching the two Demon Kings communicate with each other without any regard for him, with the Blood God constantly uttering threats, Tang Luo coughed in slight embarrassment to remind them of his presence.

The Demon King’s persuasion seemed to have an effect on the Blood God. He was reminded that he didn’t have much time. Even if he didn’t want to leave the Minor Spiritual Realm, he needed to purify the spiritual spring as quickly as possible. Considering this, the Blood God did not want to quarrel with Tang Luo anymore, knowing that he needed Tang Luo’s help to enter the Minor Spiritual Realm.

The Blood God said to Tang Luo, “You imbecile, haven’t you got that Yin-Yang Grinding? Imprison me in that and bring me down to the fifth level to immerse me in the spiritual spring. Once I’ve refined one spring, even the Spirit Trap Formation can’t touch me!”

“I see,” nodded Tang Luo, now understanding the Blood God’s method. Opening his right hand, the black and white Yin-Yang Mill appeared again. The whirl of Innate Qi agitated the Yin and Yang energies, producing a black vortex that sucked the Blood God into it.

After putting the Blood God into the vortex, Tang Luo said to the Demon King’s shadow: “Demon King, please recall your puppet and adjust the formation within them so that I can take control.”

The resources inside the palace were so vast that attempting to remove them by manual labor would be a fantasy. There were eighty thousand pieces of armor alone, not to mention the piles of spiritual weapons and crystal resources. Even without the valuable herbs, the palace was shockingly abundant with resources.

Without the help of mechanical puppets to move the resources, relying solely on human labor would likely exhaust the youngsters.

The Demon King’s shadow responded, “All right, my young friend, I will call back the mechanical puppets now.”

Tang Luo nodded to the Demon King’s shadow and entered the palace with the grinding plate.

As the Blood God assumed, the trapped soul in the Yang Mill did not alert the Spirit Trap Formation. Tang Luo entered the fifth level of the palace smoothly.

The youngsters were practicing their agreed narrative. Seeing Tang Luo return to the palace, they all crowded around him. However, at the moment, Tang Luo was so huge that he was quite afraid of accidentally kicking them away.

“Brother, what’s in your hand?” Despite the changes in Tang Luo, the young boy, acting as the representative of the group, pointed to the Yin-Yang Mill and asked with curiosity.

The representative had asked the question, so the others all gazed inquisitively at Tang Luo’s high-flying right hand. Due to their short height, they could only see the pure black Yin base of the mill and were consequently curious.

Looking down at them, Tang Luo said, “It’s nothing. All of you should go to the fourth level of the palace.”

It’s not that he mistrusted the children, nor was it intentional concealment. For these youngsters, the less they knew, the easier it would be to stick to their narrative.

Sharing the existence of the Blood God and the trade with the Demon King would not only be wasting time, but would also potentially create unnecessary problems. If this information were to be leaked, Ji Fu would not let things go easily.

Therefore, it was best the children only had to memorize one version of the story. It was enough just for him to know the secrets of the Minor Spiritual Realm.

However, this evasive answer clearly indicated that something was being hidden. The young boy was about to press further when he felt a pull on his arm, leading him upstairs. It was Tang Zheng.

As the oldest student present, the sixteen-year-old Tang Zheng, while himself curious about what was in Tang Luo’s hand, knew what was most important. The narrative and one million divine medicinal herbs were most important!

Of course, there were many unclear areas, such as the absence of tens of thousands of Blood God’s puppets outside the palace, and the still-unseen mechanical puppets. However, since Tang Luo said so, all they needed was to listen.

Watching Tang Zheng and Tang Fengran pulling the youngsters to the fourth level, Tang Luo, holding the Yin-Yang Mill, came to the side of the spiritual spring, immersing his hand into the water.

“Like this? Or should I go deeper?” Tang Luo asked the Blood God inside the mill.

The Blood God nodded, indicating that it was sufficient, and the Yin-Yang Mill opened a gap, letting him sink to the bottom of the spiritual spring..