Chapter 1190

Yi Qi simply didn't believe what Ge Li said—what nonsense about the Human Race being weak, impossible, absolutely impossible.

A million demon warriors, you're basically a million steamed buns; the Human Race would have to gnaw at them for months—how could you say they're just gone?

So, as soon as Bei Zun's words fell, Yi Qi shouted loudly.

"Impossible, your intelligence is definitely wrong; the Human Race couldn't possibly be that weak."

Hearing Yi Qi's shout, Bei Zun merely glanced at him, seeing his flustered state, and Bei Zun laughed.

"How could it be impossible? This was personally investigated by my scouting unit."

Bei Zun naturally believed Ge Li—he's his confidant, and Ge Li has headed the scouting unit for years; when has their intelligence ever been wrong?

In Bei Zun's view, Yi Qi's flustered reaction was nothing but his incompetent rage.

Facing Bei Zun's contempt, Yi Qi didn't bother arguing; the Human Race is definitely not as simple as Ge Li claimed.

"The Human Race absolutely couldn't be that simple; otherwise, why did my million demon warriors suffer a crushing defeat? If it were as you say, my demon tribe would have long flattened Haotu Shijie—how could we still be here?"

"That's you."

Hearing that, Bei Zun mocked without mercy.

"A million demon warriors broken in Haotu Shijie, and you still have the nerve to say that—it's outright ridiculous."

Faced with Bei Zun's mockery, Yi Qi had no rebuttal; he merely glared hatefully at Ge Li.

"Ge Li, you just said the Human Race is weak—do you have any evidence?"

Anyway, Yi Qi doesn't believe the Human Race is weak; otherwise, that would mean he's a waste.

But, in response to Yi Qi's question, Ge Li merely replied lightly.

"We've fought the Human Race dozens of times, losing only two—doesn't that count as proof?"

"That's the strongest proof: their scouting unit of just over two thousand entered Haotu Shijie, ran rampant, battled numerous Human Race experts dozens of times, yet in the end lost only two demon warriors."

"Facing enemies several, even ten times their number—how could that not prove it?"

Hearing that, Yi Qi was stunned for a moment.

"How could that be?"

"When his million demon warriors entered Haotu Shijie, they were slaughtered, dropping armor and fleeing—only one in ten survived, and the army was nearly annihilated."

"But Ge Li's group? Just over two thousand—after a trip to Haotu Shijie, they not only gathered intelligence, they lost only two demon warriors."

"No, did you guys take the wrong route? We went to the same place, right?"

"This makes no sense—why did my hundred-thousand-strong demon force suffer heavy casualties while your mere couple thousand could roam unscathed, almost with no losses?"

"We're talking about Haotu Shijie, right? Not some other place?"

Seeing Ge Li's calm expression, Yi Qi remained silent for a long time.

He knew Ge Li was telling the truth, not deceiving him; moreover, this couldn't be faked—it's easily verifiable, so Ge Li had no need to lie.

But Yi Qi couldn't accept it at first—why, why?

"Why did my million-strong army get routed, dropping armor, while your tiny force returns 'loaded with spoils'? This is utterly unfair."

Faced with the stunned Yi Qi, Bei Zun gave a cold snort.

"Yi Qi, enough—I've already learned the Human Race's details; why do you keep blocking me?"

"Is it just because you lost that you insist the Human Race is strong and unbeatable?"

"I.......... I am not.............."

"Your crushing defeat only shows your troops are a bunch of wastes; it doesn't mean I, Bei Zun, am the same."

"Remember the Demon Emperor's order—you just need to cooperate with me."

Saying that, Bei Zun rose, looked down at Yi Qi, then took Ge Li and Bo Bo Ke out of the hall.

Having learned the Human Race's details, Bei Zun no longer hesitated and immediately prepared to attack Haotu Shijie.

As Bei Zun left, Yi Qi returned to his residence in a daze.

All the way he pondered, feeling something was off—the Human Race couldn't possibly be that weak, absolutely not.

Immediately, Yi Qi ordered the few Demon Gods who had luckily escaped from Haotu Shijie to be summoned.

Upon meeting, he earnestly asked.

"Tell me honestly—how strong is the Human Race, weak or strong? I want the truth."

"Huh???"

Hearing that, the several Demon Gods were stunned—they'd already said this, why ask again? And the king's expression is off.

But facing Yi Qi's question, they dared not conceal anything and immediately repeated it.

"Your Majesty, the Human Race is absolutely the most despicable, shameless, and limitless race we've ever seen."

"Quite right—the Human Race is basically a bunch that doesn't know what conscience is."

"Talk about strength."

Listening to the Demon Gods, Yi Qi frowned and coldly barked.

Hearing that, the Demon Gods hesitated a moment, then continued.

"Strength? Well, though not matching our demon tribe, it's not weak either—at the same realm, it's in no way inferior to our demon tribe."

"Right."

"Exactly so."

Upon saying that, the other Demon Gods chimed in agreement.

Setting aside the Human Race's various vile deeds and wicked schemes, their strength is indeed not weak.

At least at the same level, whether Emperor and Demon God, or Great Saint and Saint, the Human Race can fight the demon tribe on equal footing and not fall behind.

Listening to the few Demon Gods, Yi Qi became ever more bewildered.

Given that, the Human Race couldn't be weak—by rights, Ge Li's scouting unit should never have returned.

But why does the fact deviate from my perception?

His gaze locked firmly on the several Demon Gods before him, Yi Qi asked again.

Are you all telling the truth?

Huh???

What's wrong with the king today? He feels odd, but still nods in reply.

Absolutely true.

We dare not deceive.

Not a single false word.

Seeing his subordinates' solemn expressions, Yi Qi also felt uncertain, as if nobody was lying, but why the hell is this happening?

If everyone is telling the truth, then this Human Race couldn't possibly have two faces, right?

After thinking it over, he still couldn't figure it out, but instinctively, Yi Qi felt there was a problem.

So, he ultimately went to find Bei Zun again.

Although he doesn't get along with Bei Zun, everyone is a Demon God King of the demon race, so when facing outsiders they naturally need to stand together.

This Human Race is off, very off; Yi Qi worries that Bei Zun and his people have fallen for the Human Race's trick.

After all, in his understanding, this Human Race is full of tricks, a sly and shameless species.

He couldn't just watch the demon race's warriors fall into danger, even if they weren't his subordinates but Bei Zun's; he also had to warn Bei Zun to be careful.