Online game: Only I can see the hidden information

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

Ye Bai turned around and glared at Dracula.

If an opponent can't be killed even by a thunderbolt, run away!

Running while simultaneously calling for reinforcements is the true strategy.

Solo kill?

nonexistent!

A single, decisive blow followed by a swift escape has always been Ye Bai's battle principle.

He's survived this long because he's extremely cautious!

After reprimanding Dracula, Ye Bai turned around and continued to follow Wuhen.

The sword energy he had previously obtained from the Tower Spirit had made his second brother's projection even stronger.

At the same time, it brought about an unexpected effect!

The Eye of Insight gave a tiny, mosquito-sized hint in the bottom right corner:

[You can try analyzing the target's current state; success rate: 2.8%]

hiss--

Ye Bai never expected that the powerful SSS-level talent would be so strong!

Eye of insight, I admit, I used to speak a bit loudly...

Ye Bai calmly chose to analyze.

He wanted to figure out exactly what the aftereffects of his second brother's illness were so that he could find a way to treat them effectively.

To some extent,

It's not that the dandruff is sticking out, but rather that it's completely gone... which is really not good.

According to the theory of canyon relativity, the enemy's slowing down is equivalent to my speeding up.

Seamless reduction is equivalent to enhanced dandruff, which makes perfect sense.

The fact that the dandruff was in such poor condition made it possible for the analysis to succeed.

If it were Wuhen at its peak, even the eight-time awakened Dust Eye would probably not have a chance to successfully analyze it.

Parsing failed...

Parsing failed...

The prompts kept popping up in front of him, but Ye Bai ignored them.

If you can't kill it, then keep trying to kill it!

With a success rate of 2.8%, if Ye Bai analyzes it 1 times, wouldn't he be able to succeed 280 times?

Rounded up, this is roughly equivalent to 10,000 successful attempts!

The two walked one after the other on the empty street.

Wuhen said leisurely,

"Xue Jiu is an interesting person, much more interesting than Ying Jiu."

Ye Bai fell silent again.

He couldn't respond to that!

Xue Jiu became a taboo in the Eternal Temple, known as the King of Men, suppressing his peers with a single sword and blade.

In Ye Bai's understanding,

If we remove the strongest among the Nightmare Generation, Xue Jiu is the strongest.

It's important to know that the success rate of Nightmare's generation of powerful individuals was terrifying, both in terms of quality and quantity!

Lan Zhe Xian, Huo Tian Wang, Zhao Qian, Sun Li...

It seems like something strange has gotten mixed in.

Among these people, Xue Jiu was far superior to everyone else, which shows his terrifying strength.

As for Ying Jiu, or Ninth Master, there's even less need to elaborate.

This guy is probably the first to chase and slash at a demon god across the entire abyss.

Only Wuhen dared to point fingers at both Xue Jiu and Ying Jiu at the same time.

Wuhen continued,

"As you know, when I created the Shadow..."

Ye Bai: ? ? ?

"Stop! Stop!"

Question marks started appearing above Ye Bai's head.

"Second Brother, Ninth Master... cough cough, I mean, Lord Shadow Nine told me back then that Shadow was created by Nightmare."

Ye Bai almost got himself into serious trouble.

Calling him "Second Brother" first, then "Ninth Master," isn't that drastically reducing the generational ranking of "Second Brother"?!

Wuhen saw through Ye Bai's thoughts and smiled calmly.

"It's alright. Back when I couldn't beat Xiao Jiu, I also called him Ninth Master."

hiss--

Ye Bai began to reflect: Could it be that bullying the weak and fearing the strong is a supreme spirit passed down through generations of the supreme seed?

That must be it!

Don't worry about the details.

Ye Bai asked the question that concerned him most.

"Why would Ninth Master lie to me? That Shadow was created by Nightmare?"

"You'll have to ask Xiao Jiu about that."

Wuhen said calmly,

"I haven't been back to Earth for so many years, who knows what Xiao Jiu has been up to all this time?"

According to the timeline Ye Bai knew:

After Xue Jiu ventured into the Supreme Abyss alone, he sent out Ying Jiu and the Heavenly King Sword.

Having miraculously survived, Shadow Nine went to the Temple of Eternity and tricked Shadow Brother into becoming crippled. Together, they created Shadow Castle, which was the prototype of the Shadow.

The first task created by 'Shadow' was to protect the supreme seed, Wuhen.

From a certain perspective, it seems reasonable that Wuhen claims to have created the shadow.

but,

The inventor of history, Shadow Nine, is probably not that simple!

Shadow Nine's greatest skill is creating a perfect blend of deception and reality.

They use a vast amount of false information to cover up the most core and crucial information.

However, Ye Bai didn't know what this information was.

This crucial information was so important that Ninth Master went to great lengths to deceive himself.

Ye Bai remembered clearly that his third brother, Xiaoyao, had once told him that Ninth Master had lied to him twice!

Is the matter of shadows one of them?

"Xue Jiu has something to say."

Ye Bai noticed that his second brother's expression was more relaxed when Ying Jiu was mentioned, as if he were talking about an old friend.

When Xue Jiu was mentioned, his tone became slightly serious, and there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

Because Xue Jiu died, he didn't even have the chance to become a shadow.

Xue Jiu once said that the whole truth of this world is cruel, and it is better for the weak to know it later.

Ye Bai remained silent.

The "weakling" here refers to him.

In some respects, Ye Bai is already quite strong.

Since awakening his talent, in less than two months, Ye Bai has already grown to the combat power of a ninth-tier war god.

Even among the strongest seeds, this is considered acceptable.

The only problem is, the enemy is too strong...

The most powerful demon god is like a silent mountain.

Before Him, a ninth-tier war god was as insignificant as dust.

"Stop looking."

Wuhen suddenly spoke, telling Ye Bai to stop.

Ye Bai showed no embarrassment whatsoever; he even nodded naturally, "Okay."

Clearly, Wuhen noticed the very first step that the old Chinese medicine doctor Ye Bai took in observing, listening, inquiring, and palpating.

Or,

Under the deliberate cover-up, the so-called success rate of those who despise others is nothing but a joke.

Ye Bai cursed inwardly:

Pah! Disgusting!

You think you deserve SSS-level talent?

I know you have questions you want to ask.

Wuhen said seriously,

"While I don't support Xue Jiu's actions in this matter, I think what Xue Jiu said is very true."

The only way they could protect the Supreme Seeds was to delay them from learning the whole truth.

The people on the street stopped in their tracks, turned around, and looked towards the valley.

There, a terrifying aura is descending!

...

Deep within the valley, on the sacrificial array, having exhausted the angel race's savings of the past decades, they finally reached the final step.

A dazzling burst of colorful light erupted, spreading outwards accompanied by the aura of dragon power.

The beam of light shot into the sky, becoming the most dazzling point on the thirty-second floor.

"Ants, your sacrifice, your plea... I have heard you!"

The numerous powerful angels near the sacrificial formation, no matter how strong they were, were all suppressed by this dragon's might and unable to move!

The reward for sacrificing such a vast treasure was beyond imagination!

A powerful dragon spirit descended, accompanied by sacred whispers.

"I am the one who has climbed to the highest peak of the dragon race."

"I am the dragon who bears the most powerful curse after the apocalypse!"

A blurry dragon shadow appeared before the angels.

The dragon raised its head, its neck covered in a patch of seven-colored scales that shimmered with light.

Apart from this scale, the other scales were all glittering gold, the kind that would blind a dog.

"I was born in darkness, reigned supreme in the apocalypse, fell from the upper realms, and am destined to lead the dragon race to rise again..."

"I am—"

Filled with immense pride, Long Ying roared out his name.

"The Golden Dragon of Greed!"

Such a grand entrance, coupled with the immense power of the dragon, shocked every angel present!

No one noticed that the black mist from the Supreme Abyss had already quietly departed, not daring to linger on the thirty-second floor.

The roar of the greedy golden dragon echoed over the valley, lingering for a long time.

"The strongest seed of humanity... Tremble! Fear! Submit to greed!"

The next moment, a swordsman in white appeared above the dragon, looking down at it.

Hearing Long Ying's words, the white-robed swordsman's lips curled slightly, his tone tinged with curiosity.

"Oh?"