"Many, many times?" Yun Zhan and Wukong couldn't help but chime in, their brows furrowed tightly.

Yun Zhan was forced to read many ancient books.

There are very few records about the demon race, and even fewer about large-scale invasions.

Although the path to immortality was severed, many traditions and records were also lost.

However, records of the aftermath of the catastrophe have not ceased.

But there has been no record of it for tens of thousands of years.

He has a photographic memory; he will never forget anything he has seen.

Therefore, he was quite certain that no demons invaded after the great calamity.

Before the great calamity, there were few records left.

Wukong knew quite a lot as well.

Firstly, it lives a long time, and secondly, it likes to explore various secret realms.

In the secret realm, there are often some texts recording the events before the great calamity, which it has read.

There is very little mention of the demon race.

Moreover, in all the years it has lived, except for recently, it has never encountered any demons.

The demon race only exists in fragments it gleaned from ancient texts.

Therefore, they all felt that demons were not common.

But Mo Qianxue said that the demons had invaded many, many times.

Why?

Could it be that someone erased all those records after each demon invasion?

Could it even make everyone forget that they were hacked?

Who has such power?

“Yes, many, many times.” Mo Qianxue nodded: “The last large-scale invasion was 150 years ago.”

"Impossible," Wukong interrupted without hesitation.

If it's said to have happened tens of thousands of years ago, it cannot be verified, and there are no ancient books to support it.

But 150 years ago, it had not only developed intelligence, but had also made some progress in cultivation.

It couldn't possibly be unaware of a large-scale demon invasion.

And there's Boss Niu and his gang.

Having experienced it, it's impossible to be completely ignorant of it.

Is it really possible for someone to erase everyone's memories?

If that's true, then this person...

Wukong glanced at Bai Qingqing secretly.

Such methods are probably only something that the master and his party could accomplish.

"Although I didn't make it, my Mo family witnessed it firsthand. My grandmother, eldest brother, and others even died in that invasion." Mo Qianxue's mood was very low.

Not only her grandmother and uncle, but her father was also seriously injured and became a cripple.

When her mother was five months pregnant with her, her father died of depression, and her mother also died in childbirth.

The mother was supposedly a spiritual practitioner, but her father's death was such a blow to her that she had no will to live.

"Why doesn't anyone remember?" Wukong asked the crucial question.

One hundred and fifty years is just a blink of an eye.

Aside from mortals who don't have the chance to live that long, no cultivator would care about a mere 115 years.

“That’s because…” Mo Qianxue paused here, then looked up at the sky.

The sky remained gray, filled with yellow sand.

There is no difference from before.

Mo Qianxue was stunned.

Where's Lei?

What about heavenly lightning?

Where are the usual thunderbolts that are so big and bright?

His subsequent words already touched upon the secrets of the Heavenly Dao, so why didn't he send down heavenly lightning to stop her?

If she had dared to reveal these things to others in the past, she would have been struck by lightning long ago.

Was he asleep today?

Without being interrupted by a bolt of lightning, and unable to control her tongue, she simply closed her eyes and continued, "Heavenly intervention."

"I know you're surprised, but please don't repeat what I said..."

Mo Qianxue's mouth is indeed very fast.

However, there are quite a few characters.

He'd already rattled off a string of words, but he still hadn't caught up with Yun Zhan's four murmured words: "Interference from Heaven?"

Mo Qianxue immediately covered her eyes.

It’s over!

What's wrong with this young master? How dare he speak so casually about matters concerning the Heavenly Way?

That's incredibly stubborn! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

Fortunately, there was a jade disc barrier here, which could help him withstand some of the damage.

It wouldn't be so serious that they would lose their lives.

However……

Mo Qianxue waited and waited, longingly and repeatedly...

The flowers have almost withered from waiting.

He was still behaving the same way in mid-air, exactly the same as before.

There was no tribulation of lightning.

Instead, her action of covering her eyes attracted a crowd of onlookers, who all rested their chins on their hands, watching her like she was a monkey.

Mo Qianxue blushed.

My mind was immediately filled with doubt.

What happened?

Is Heaven really asleep today? Why isn't it sending down heavenly lightning?

Or is it...?

Mo Qianxue secretly glanced at Yun Zhan again.

Or is this person of different status?

But what kind of identity would Heaven fear?

Did she really have some incredible luck today?

"Cough cough..."

Mo Qianxue cleared her throat twice to cover her embarrassment: "Every time the demons invade, the Heavenly Dao will send down a heavenly tribulation to eliminate the demons."

"But this method is not good; it's like killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own."

"The Heavenly Dao's elimination of the demon race and restoration of world order both require the consumption of the Heavenly Dao's origin."

"After each consumption, the Heavenly Dao will fall into a period of weakness."

"Because the Demon Clan's large-scale invasions are occurring at increasingly more frequent intervals, the Heavenly Dao is becoming increasingly weak."

At this point, Mo Qianxue seemed to have figured out the question she had just asked.

It must be that the Heavenly Dao is now extremely weak, which is why it lacks the power to unleash heavenly lightning.

This is not a good thing.

If the Heavenly Way loses its power, what will happen when the Demon Race launches a massive invasion next time?

Thinking of this, Mo Qianxue became somewhat anxious.

This is a major event that concerns the entire world.

When demons invade, no one can remain unscathed.

Especially in today's world.

With the Heavenly Path severed, cultivators' realms were confined to below the Immortal Realm, making them no match for the demons.

In a single encounter, a whole group would likely be wiped out.

At that time, the entire world will be destroyed by the invasion of the demon race.

"Using heavenly tribulation to eliminate the demon race?" Yun Zhan asked. "Was the great tribulation tens of thousands of years ago also the Heavenly Dao eliminating the demon race?"

“No.” Mo Qianxue shook her head: “Grandfather said that the great calamity was not because of the demon race, but he didn’t tell me the specific reason.”

"Are you so sure?" Wukong was still not quite convinced.

"Hmm. Because you can't even sense the great calamity of wiping out the demon race," Mo Qianxue said, surprising everyone.

"Why?" the Bull Demon King asked.

“The demons are not native to our world, but come from other realms,” Mo Qianxue said.

"Outer realms? Does that mean other worlds?" Wukong asked.

After all, there are three thousand worlds.

I wonder which world these demons came from.

“No.” Mo Qianxue shook her head again: “It’s the Outer Realm, a place beyond the Three Thousand Worlds.”

"A place beyond the Three Thousand Worlds?" Wukong looked at him, and they looked at each other.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Since transmigrating here, Bai Qingqing has become accustomed to establishing a persona, and can remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapses in front of her.

Even though she was also shocked and curious.

But it was only expressed in a faint way.

It was as if everything was under her control.