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Li Yao took a deep, deep breath and recalled the miserable Nepenthe believers deep below the ground.

Perhaps Long Yangjun was correct. The Covenant Alliance was not created by the Pangu Clan, but by human beings themselves.

"How could you have discovered the man-manufacturing factory or the Channeling Temple on your own?"

Li Yao asked in a cold voice, "Did the local warlords not realize your scheme?"

"Wrong. They noticed my scheme very early. Or rather, I volunteered to tell them part of my scheme."

With a mysterious and creepy smile on his face, Wuying Qi 3.0 said casually, "Don't you see? Thousands of years of warfare had twisted the minds of the local experts at the border of the cosmos. They called themselves Cultivators, but they were nothing like you. They were just bugs under the skin of Cultivators.