The Insect Emperor's Underhanded Attack
Whether it was the Prodigies of the Human Race or the army of the Insect Race, hundreds of thousands of eyes were focused on that slender boy.
Chen Fan casually put the second Insect Emperor Core into his pocket and clapped his hands.
He ignored the blood and gore of the battlefield behind him, ignored the blank stares, and ignored the trembling remnants of the Insect Race army.
He strode toward the ancient altar that exuded an aura of supreme power.
Step.
Two steps.
Footsteps echoed in the deathly Void.
Not a single Insect Race dared to step forward to stop them.
Their once brutal and bloodthirsty compound eyes were now filled only with pure fear.
The massive Insect Race formation began to stir, with the Zerg generals at the front instinctively retreating to make way for Chen Fan.
That is absolute submission to a higher level of life.
At the same time, outside the Trial Small World.
In the depths of the boundless starry sky.
A massive Insect Race emperor, large enough to cover an entire Star System, silently dwells in the darkness.
His ocean of will remained calm and undisturbed, coldly watching the chessboard below.
Suddenly, the three Origin Source marks connected to His bloodline were completely extinguished at the same time.
"Roar!"
A silent mental roar instantly shattered the tranquility of the universe.
Several desolate Stars, under this terrifying will, silently disintegrated and turned into Cosmic Dust.
The Insect Emperor's rage transformed into a tangible black Destruction Law, tearing through the Void and hurtling straight towards the Trial Small World.
The Spatial Barriers along the way broke apart inch by inch, forming a black rift that runs through the Star Domain.
He wanted to intervene forcefully.
"Fellow Daoist, you've passed."
The other side of the starry sky.
The Human Race Martial God, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
With a calm expression, he raised a finger and gently touched the overwhelming black Destruction Law.
The Insect Emperor's boundless rage quietly dissipated in Wei Zhi, who was less than a hundred kilometers away from the Trial Small World.
There was no earth-shattering collision, only the simplest form of erasure.
The black rift that stretched across the Star Domain was instantly healed by the Martial God's finger.
The Martial God withdrew his finger and spoke calmly.
"The Betting Agreement is not over; you are responsible for your own life and death."
Deep within the starry sky, the Insect Emperor's compound eyes gleamed with a cold light.
The black Destruction Law churned in the starry sky, yet never crossed the line again.
Inside the ruins.
Chen Fan had already stepped onto the first stone step of the altar.
The area surrounding the altar was filled with the oppressive force of laws powerful enough to crush even Seventh Grade Immortal Realm expert.
An invisible force of gravity pulls at space, creating distorted ripples.
The stone steps are covered with the marks of time, exuding a vast and ancient atmosphere.
But the moment Chen Fan approached, the violent Power of Laws automatically dissolved within three feet of him.
The Life-and-Death Dao Principles flow through his body.
Invulnerable to all laws.
He walked with ease, ascending the steps, each step accompanied by a dull thud, until he reached the top of the altar at the end of the stone steps.
A fist-sized ball of liquid light floated silently, its shape constantly changing, containing within it the ultimate truth of the world's birth and death and the purest Origin Power.
Wisps of Chaos Qi swirled around the ball of light.
This is the final opportunity in this trial!
Chen Fan stopped in his tracks.
He didn't reach out to take it immediately.
He turned around, his gaze passing through the Void, landing on Wen Yuan and the group of Human Race with complex Prodigies.
"Senior Fellow Apprentice, fellow cultivators," Chen Fan said calmly, "This item is of great use to my cultivation. I wonder if you would be willing to let me have it?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every powerful Human Race.
Everyone was taken aback by what they heard.
Immediately, the vast majority of people wore expressions of taking it all for granted.
Without Chen Fan, they would have died at the hands of the three imperial heirs long ago.
Strength is the ultimate principle.
Just then, from a corner of the crowd, a very low voice rang out. "Why... this is an opportunity shared by all of Human Race, why should you alone have it?"
Although the voice was soft, everyone present, being Seventh Grade expert, heard it clearly.
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow but remained silent.
Wen Yuan's face darkened, and he was about to speak.
Another Star River Level Student stepped forward and shouted sternly.
"Shut up! If it weren't for Junior Fellow Apprentice Chen Fan, we would have perished long ago! If it weren't for Junior Fellow Apprentice Chen Fan, who could have stopped the three imperial heirs?"
His sharp gaze swept over the student hiding behind the crowd.
"Every bit stronger he becomes is a bit stronger for our Human Race! What are your intentions!"
A chorus of agreement immediately arose from the surrounding crowd.
"That's right! Without Chen Fan, we would all be dead, let alone any opportunities."
"Anyone who disagrees, go and kill the three imperial heirs to prove themselves!"
"We are completely convinced that Junior Fellow Apprentice Chen Fan has retrieved the treasure!"
The student who had been muttering immediately blushed, lowered his head in shame, and dared not utter another word.
Wen Yuan stepped forward and bowed solemnly to Chen Fan.
"Junior Fellow Apprentice Chen Fan, this opportunity is rightfully yours," Wen Yuan declared loudly. "For the future of the Human Race, do not hesitate!"
Tens of thousands of powerful Human Race warriors clasped their fists and bowed deeply.
"Please, Junior Fellow Apprentice Chen Fan, retrieve the treasure!"
The sound was deafening, echoing throughout the ruins.
Chen Fan watched this scene, a smile playing on his lips.
He nodded slightly to the crowd and said no more.
Turn around.
He sat cross-legged before the liquid ball of light.
He slowly extended his palm.
Within his Dantian, the Life-and-Death Furnace roared into operation.
The Life-and-Death Dao Principles emanated from the body, transforming into black and white halos that enveloped the ball of light.
As the Life-and-Death Furnace within Chen Fan's Dantian began to operate with a roar, the black and white Dao Principles of Life-and-Death Dao Principles transformed into two of the gentlest threads, slowly probing into the ball of light.
Boom!
An Origin Power, hundreds or thousands of times more powerful than when he refined giant beasts or even the Imperial Heir Core, surged into Chen Fan's body like a dam bursting open in the heavens, flowing along the threads of the Dao Principles.
Every instant, the Life-and-Death Dao Blood within his body rejoiced, its quantity increasing at an alarming rate.
The World Dao Mark, refined from the Origin Ancient Realm, resonated with this power like never before, greedily devouring it and reflecting back an even purer version of the fundamental principles of the world's birth and death.
Chen Fan's Divine Soul was completely immersed in this unparalleled feast.
He seemed to have transformed into a creator god, personally witnessing the complete cycle of a universe from nothingness to existence, from chaos to prosperity, and then from its peak back to Annihilation.
The seemingly indestructible gate to the Eighth Grade Realm appeared to have quietly opened a crack before him.
However, just as Chen Fan was about to grasp that supreme truth...
Beyond the Trial Small World, in the depths of the boundless starry sky.
The massive Insect Race emperor, large enough to cover the entire Star System, in its furious confrontation with the will of the Human Race Martial God, quietly separated a wisp of its essence, condensed to an almost invisible Origin Source.
This wisp of Origin Source had no energy fluctuations whatsoever. It transformed into a gray death curse, even less noticeable than Cosmic Dust, and in a mysterious way that completely Transcendence conventional laws, it secretly and silently shot towards the Trial Small World shrouded in the might of the Martial God.