Outside Yaochi.

Four figures slowly landed.

Rich spiritual energy surged out from the venue, with bursts of immortal music and the gathering of gods. Singh's eyes fell on the Peach Festival in the distance and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"It's the Great Xia God! They are indeed here!"

Singh narrowed his eyes, carefully sensing the hundreds of fluctuations of divine power emanating from the venue, and his face became visibly gloomy.

"How is it possible... How can their aura be so strong? There is no sign of injury at all. And facing the imminent joint attack from the four great divine kingdoms, how can they still have the leisure to hold a banquet?

Is it true that destroying Takama-ga-hara would not cause any loss to them at all?

The background of the gods of Daxia is so terrifying?!"

Si Xiaonan, Leng Xuan and An Qingyu looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan were not in Daxia for many years, so they naturally did not know the movements of the Daxia God. An Qingyu was just a night watchman, so he did not know the background of the Daxia God...

Seeing that the gods of Daxia were so powerful, they felt relieved but also a little worried.

Singh has discovered the true identity of the Great Xia God, which is ultimately a disaster for Great Xia!

Now Loki has heard the situation here through that ear, and this cannot be reversed, but at least they can find a way to prevent Singh from returning to India alive.

Asgard is shrouded in a tense atmosphere brought about by the challenge from the Heavenly Lord. Even if they knew about the situation of the Great Xia God, they would not have time to do anything extra. But if the Indian Heavenly God Temple, which is watching from the sidelines, knew about this, it is hard to say what measures they would take.

"Since we have already found out the details of the Great Xia God, we should go back and pass on the message as soon as possible. If we continue to stay here, it will only cause changes." Si Xiaonan glanced at An Qingyu, touched his nose, and said.

Singh hesitated for a moment and nodded, "You are right, we should withdraw as soon as possible..."

"I don't think it's right."

An Qingyu suddenly interrupted Singh.

Singh and Si Xiaonan turned to look at him at the same time. Si Xiaonan frowned and said in a cold voice, "Xiao An, is it your turn to speak?"

"You can listen to what he wants to say first." Seeing An Qingyu's extremely determined eyes, Singh became interested.

"Since our goal is to find out the details of the Great Xia God, it would be a bit perfunctory to just take a glimpse from a distance outside." An Qingyu said seriously, "If we go back like this, we will not be able to bring back any useful information except the news that the Great Xia God's strength is fully preserved."

"What you said does make some sense." Singer nodded slightly and frowned in thought.

“In my opinion, now that the God War is imminent, these Great Xia gods chose to hold a banquet at this time. The content of the discussion must be related to Great Xia’s strategic deployment against the four great divine kingdoms. If we get closer, we might be able to hear their strategic arrangements.

If we can get this information and bring it back, then all of Daxia’s deployment plans will be exposed on the battlefield in the future, which is a great achievement.”

An Qingyu pushed up his glasses.

Singh's eyes gradually lit up.

"As expected of a servant of the God of Trickery." Singer smiled. "It would be a shame if we go back like this."

He paused for a moment, then changed the subject, "But, there are so many Great Xia Gods here. If we get too close, they will definitely notice us..."

"I have a way to solve this problem." Si Xiaonan suddenly spoke, and with a raise of her fingertips, a thin gauze appeared on her, Leng Xuan and An Qingyu's bodies at the same time.

The moment these veils appeared, their aura seemed to have disappeared from the world, completely isolated without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Singh was slightly startled:

"This is?"

"【Wuyuan Yarn】." Si Xiaonan said calmly, "This layer of veil can isolate the aura fluctuations of all things. As long as we don't go deep into the venue, we won't be exposed."

Singh carefully felt the veil on the three people, and his eyes showed excitement.

At this moment, Si Xiaonan looked at Singh coldly and spoke calmly:

"You can go now."

Hearing this, Singh frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand?" Si Xiaonan sneered, "I cooperated with you only to use you to find Kunlun Xu. Now that I'm standing here, you are no longer useful... The next thing can be done by me and my two servants."

"You want to monopolize the information? We four countries are allies."

"What's wrong with the alliance? When we formed an alliance, did they say that all information must be shared?" Si Xiaonan patted his shoulder, with sarcasm in his eyes, "I didn't kill you now, but let you go and passed the news that the Great Xia God's strength was fully preserved back to the Temple of the God of Heaven. This is already for the sake of the alliance.

Just a small Indian agent, don't take yourself too seriously."

Singh's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger. "You are killing the donkey after it has done its work!"

"I killed you, what's wrong?"

"Haha." Singh took a deep breath and sneered, "You don't think you can threaten me like this? Kick me out, and you won't get any information.

Believe it or not, if you leave me behind and walk into the venue alone wearing the [No Fate Veil], I will immediately take action and attract the attention of the Great Xia God. At worst, we will be exposed together and perish together!"

There was an unprecedented madness flashing in Singh's eyes.

Si Xiaonan frowned.

An Qingyu, who was standing beside him, had a barely perceptible smile on his face.

Si Xiaonan stared at Singh, thought for a long time, and took a deep breath, "Okay... I'll take you with me, so what? But I have to make it clear that after you go in, you must follow my instructions in everything."

"Can."

When Singh saw Si Xiaonan give in, he suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

Is this the method used by the agent of the God of Trickery? Haha, it's nothing more than that...

Si Xiaonan raised his fingertips, and Singh's body was also covered with a thin layer of [Wuyuan Veil]. The four of them looked at each other and quietly moved towards the entrance of the venue.

Facts have proved that Si Xiaonan's [Wuyuansha] is indeed very effective. None of the many heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the entrance of the venue noticed their presence. The four of them walked up to them smoothly and were about to pass through the gate and enter the venue.

At this moment, Si Xiaonan, An Qingyu, and Leng Xuan looked at each other quietly.

An Qingyu silently took out a scalpel, flicked his wrist, and flew it directly towards the ground in front of the many heavenly soldiers.

Snap——!

The scalpel pierced the ground, making a slight sound.

All the heavenly soldiers turned their heads at the same time and looked vigilantly in the direction of the scalpel.

Singh was stunned. Before he could react to what happened, Leng Xuan behind him suddenly kicked out and hit him hard on the back, sending him flying several meters away. He staggered and stood in the center of the vision of many heavenly soldiers.

At the same time, Si Xiaonan raised his fingertips.

The [Unbounded Veil] that enveloped Singh disappeared in an instant.