In other words, Bai Xiao is facing a "real" master of magic.

Of course, to this day, Bai Xiao does not have so much awe of the word "Master". With all the means, it is not difficult to protect himself even if he cannot win. What really makes him feel strange is the distant connection between them.

"It seems that you have felt it too, well, how can you say it? Time is precious, so I will tell you a long story. In a sense, you and I can be considered brothers."

The next moment, Bai Xiao's eyes suddenly stabbed behind him.

On the seemingly uninhabited street, Bai Wuya showed his body helplessly, and then raised his thumbs to Bai Xiao: "You guy, what are you thinking about? I have indeed enjoyed a lot of beauty in the world over the years, but I have never left you any brothers and sisters!"

Bai Xiao's eyes became even more weird.

"You dare to doubt my fertility!?Don't forget that I gave birth to you!"

Bai Xiao rarely responded: "It may be all my mother's credit."

"..." Bai Wuya did not refute such a sarcastic rebuttal, but directly shifted his target and glanced at Yuan Yi, "It turns out that it's you, tsk tsk, the southerners' skills are pretty good, they look like they look."

Yuan Yi seemed to have not heard the conversation between father and son just now, and smiled sincerely: "Thank you Mr. Wuya for saving human civilization. If you didn't come here in time, the consequences would be unimaginable..."

"Save nonsense, what do you want to say?"

Yuan Yi spread his hands and shrugged: "I am different from those uncles and I come here without any political tasks... I wanted to come here myself, so I came here. I just wanted to see what it looks like to save the people in the world, and by the way, what my brothers look like."

"Brother, you think so beautifully." Bai Wuya's tone was cold, and even implicitly murderous intent.

Yuan Yi quickly raised his hand: "Don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning, but Mr. Wuya, you must admit that if you hadn't left the Snow Mountain Tribe back then, Bai Xiao today would have been my dearest brother."

"Then you must admit that when you mention this topic in front of me, you should have the awareness of being broken into pieces!"

Yuan Yi smiled and said, "You won't kill me because I'm not guilty. Although I admit that my words are indeed not nice, I will not die if I still commit crimes."

"Um."

Bai Wuya nodded, and the next moment he appeared in front of Yuan Yi like a ghost. He slapped Yuan Yi and flew high like a broken kite, and then fell heavily.

"Brother!" Yuan Wei was shocked and wanted to run to heal Yuan Yi's wounds, but Shengyuan's crown prince stood up in a strange posture like a puppet, waved his hand at Yuan Wei, "Don't be greedy, it's very dangerous."

Yuanwei wanted to resist, but found that her body seemed to be controlled by someone and could no longer exert force.

Yuan Yi spitted blood, and then spit out three broken teeth, and couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Wuya is still showing mercy, thank you... But what I want to say will not change. If you hadn't been born in the past, Ying Xue would have naturally married into the Shengyuan Royal Family, and then give birth to a magical genius who is far more talented than me. I think Bai Xiao is qualified to know about this."

Bai Wuya's anger turned into substance in the night, igniting half of the sky, causing panic among the nearby residents.

But he did not stop Yuan Yi from talking any more.

Yuan Yi coughed twice, bowed to Bai Wuya, and then said to Bai Xiao solemnly: "Your mother has once entered into a engagement with the Shengyuan royal family."

Bai Wuya sneered: "Encounter?"

Yuan Yi was silent for a moment and said, "The engagement is indeed a rhetoric that is too beautified, but the essence of things will not change. As an amplification device created by the Qin royal family for a hundred years, Ying Xue should be combined with the strongest bloodline of human magic and give birth to descendants who exceed human limits."

"Haha, I think so beautifully."

"If Mr. Wuya was not there, this was the established history. The Snow Mountain Tribe would not have had the amazing Bai Xiao, but there would be an extra magical genius in the southern continent... But now speaking of this is just a humiliation of the person involved. As a rare beneficiary, I am actually very grateful to Mr. Wuya. If I had not been to you, I would never have had the glory of today."

Bai Wuya looked at Yuanyi with a stern look again and said, "As a test subject, you have a good mentality."

"It's a mistake." Yuan Yi bowed again, with an unusually humble and humble attitude.

Bai Wuya sneered a few times, and his figure disappeared under the night again.

Yuan Yi then faced Bai Xiao directly and said, "There is plenty of time. Do you want to tell a long story or understand the whole story in more detail?"

Bai Xiao looked at the slow-moving Grandmaster's funeral from a distance and said, "Please be more detailed."

"Then we have to start with a very broad topic. Bai Xiao, in your opinion, is the magic civilization of human beings strong?"

Bai Xiao opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

When he first entered the southern continent, Bai Xiao only felt that everything here was extremely fresh, like a cluster of flowers and infinitely wonderful. Compared with the thin snow-capped tribe, the magic civilization showed unparalleled vitality, but... if you have to judge it by strength, it is really difficult for Bai Xiao to say the word "strong".

The East and West Continents, hundreds of millions of humans and highly prosperous civilizations, ultimately gave birth to the so-called Thirteen Grandmasters... The magic masters have thousands of supernatural powers that are dazzling, but under the invasion of no foreign objects in the sky, all prosperity is simple. The joining forces between several grandmasters is not as good as Bai Wuya's Thunder Raid.

Such a civilization would be against your will to make Bai Xiao say something frankly.

"Haha, don't be so embarrassed. Weakness is weak. What's wrong with talking about? The human demon civilization has been developing for more than two thousand years and seems to be full of vitality, but in fact it has long been limited to a narrow circle. Of course, this is not because humans are not working hard enough, but... the limitation of talent, this is the limit of human beings."

Yuan Yi sighed in his tone: "The power of the devil is not the native power of human beings. No matter how we adapt or even surrender, it is always like a layer of veil, and we cannot see through the truth of the devil. Even the so-called Grandmaster of the Apocalypse is just watching flowers in the fog, taking one or two more steps than mortals. In fact, looking at the history of the devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's

Calling rain and summoning natural disasters. To this day, only the peak-level magic master can have such power. Even though the master of Apocalypse is better than the magic power, how can he be worthy of the two thousand years of civilization memorial service? In ancient times, two thousand years was enough for a tribe with a population of only more than a thousand to reproduce and survive, dominate the continent, and it was enough for an ancient power that had just been able to develop to its peak. In comparison, humans' efficiency in using magic energy is too low!"

Yuan Yi's remarks can be said to be very politically incorrect. In this era of rapid development of the magic civilization, any mainstream public opinion will exaggerate an atmosphere where the magic civilization will roll forward and one day can change the day, but in fact, the situation will certainly not be so optimistic.

"Humans have their limits. Magic energy is not the power of human beings. No matter how we force ourselves to adapt, we will eventually achieve half the result with twice the effort... Therefore, there are only two ways before humans. One is to comprehensively modify the theory of magic to adapt to human physique, but humans have not been able to do this for two thousand years. The second is to do the opposite, allowing humans to adapt to the magic power, and in various ways, to give birth to descendants who can adapt to the magic power most... It is obvious that the latter is much more pragmatic. The two thousand years of human magic civilization are basically two thousand years of continuous adaptation to the laws of magic energy. Among them, the experiments conducted by the Qin royal family are the closest to the "truth."
Chapter completed!