Balance and Return to One, Covenant for Ten Thousand Generations
Meow~
A Black Cat silently leaped onto the railing, its dark green vertical pupils giving the Azure Dragon a cold glance before it gracefully disappeared from sight.
When the Azure Dragon heard the cat meowing, it looked down to find the source of the sound, but the cat had already disappeared.
He dismissed Mao Rabbit with a few brief words, and Mao Rabbit, without saying anything more, tactfully retreated to the back.
Amidst the raging battle on the front lines, everyone fought with all their might to slay the insect swarm, but each kill seemed to pave the way for the swarm's evolution.
As the black hole's transmission gradually subsided, the colossal body of the parent structure finally passed completely through it, hovering in the sky and creating a suffocating sense of oppression.
At this moment, the swarm of insects pressed in like a dark cloud, covering the sky and earth, their screech piercing and deafening.
He stood quietly, his expression calm, his long sword lightly raised, its tip pointing towards the sky. In an instant, countless long swords materialized from the air.
With a flick of the fingertip, ten thousand swords are unleashed. Longswords rain down, carrying sharp sword energy, piercing straight through the swarm of insects.
Black blood splattered, spilling across the earth. Countless swarms of insects were torn apart like scraps of paper, reduced to dust.
With a single sword Heaven-Slaying, the sky was cleaved open, leaving a gap in the air.
However, the swarm did not retreat; instead, it rapidly evolved amidst the death. Their blood became corrosive, its black blood spilling onto the earth, causing immediate decay upon contact.
The spilled black blood became highly poisonous, dripping onto the crowd.
The skin gradually ulcerated under the corrosive effects, turning a morbid grayish-black color with curled edges and a hissing sound.
The screams of the people rose and fell in waves, bringing endless tragedy.
"No, if this continues, as the swarm continues to evolve, they will become immune to all our attacks."
The Weiyang unfolds its face, concealing the black blood.
Gen Mountain, unarmed, slaughtered several Insect Race, but his corrosive blood exposed his bare bones. "Physical attacks are also failing; I need to change my strategy."
Zhen Thunder and Li Fire stood back to back, their frantic bombardment of the insect swarm gradually becoming tiring. "They are so abnormal that they are not like products of the Guixu. Even the original Guixu would leave behind a sliver of hope with a wicked sense of humor."
But with that rate of reproduction and evolution, the number of insects killed wasn't even as many as the number of new ones born!
Kun Earth controlled some insect swarms, making them fight each other. However, these swarms seemed to possess some kind of collective will; despite their high level of order, they would soon lose control.
He Piaojian repeatedly severed time, causing the insect swarm's evolution to regress, but this was not a long-term solution.
"Kan Water's clone is about to collapse," Qian Heaven warned in a deep voice. "He's the only one who can revive others now. If that clone disappears, there will be widespread death."
"Wait, what's that?" Gen Mountain suddenly noticed something unusual.
He Piaojian looked over upon hearing the sound, his expression changing drastically. "Oh no, it's that insect again."
Have you encountered this before?
"The Four Fiends Cult cultivates this insect into a physical form. It can devour space and is naturally Barriers. They must help the swarm break through."
Several figures appeared at the crimson entrance, which seemed to excite the swarm of insects even more.
The Apothecary dropped the petri dish he was holding, while the Flower Tender scattered pollen from the flowers in his hands.
Fan Daoyi, finally made a new move. He glanced at the swarm's mother and then looked at the familiar figures at the crimson entrance.
"I thought it was some big operation, researching tunnels and producing bugs, but it turns out it's all for you guys."
The surface of the mother body in front of Fan Daoyi was covered with countless wriggling tentacles and compound eyes that shimmered with an eerie light.
Its body trembled, emitting a low and eerie buzzing sound, a sound full of distorted and chaotic syllables, like a mixture of countless insect chirps, roars and whispers.
The broken, jumbled syllables were heard by the crowd, who stared in their direction, trying to decipher their meaning.
Fan Daoyi heard it all clearly; the mother body was mocking him.
The mother's voice was low and distorted, filled with mockery and ridicule. "Dao Yi, betrayal, tragedy, laughable."
"Hmm, reasonable." Fan Daoyi's expression was calm, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He responded softly, "Among those delirious murmurs wishing for my death, your emotions were indeed the most intense."
Black and white chess pieces gradually appeared in his hand, which he lightly twirled between his fingertips.
"I've thought about it for a long time, wondering if they really betrayed me."
He casually tossed a black piece to the right, and the Scales shifted slightly downwards.
"At the same time, I'm also wondering who gave you the audacity to bring your entire clan into my territory."
Another white stone is placed on the left, restoring balance to both sides.
"A certain lack of understanding leads me to the simplest of thoughts. You, along with them, seem to have made the choice to kill me." A handful of black pieces fell to the right. "And I believed it."
As soon as she finished speaking, the mother's hideous face was fully revealed. The black hole behind her vanished abruptly, and the mother let out a piercing shriek. "Dao Yi, you have no chance of winning!"
Fan Daoyi remained calm and composed, flicking his fingertips as several white pieces landed on the left side of the Scales: "How should we balance this situation?"
The mother felt a growing unease at his calm movements. "I know you haven't fully recovered; you are no match for us right now."
"You're learning very quickly; you can already speak in complete sentences. That's great." Fan Daoyi even had the mind to offer a perfunctory compliment.
"Actually, their actions remind me of some familiar sayings: only when the actors themselves believe it to be true can the audience truly believe it."
The few black pieces on the Scales in Fan Daoyi's hand disappeared, and the scales began to slowly balance. The crimson entrance to the Guixu that had appeared along with the black hole also disappeared.
"Insect Mother, you've been deceived."
The mothers looked on in shock as the suddenly appearing swarms of insects clung to them, and the bodies that carried their souls gradually collapsed.
With this change, fear was born.
"Liars! You bunch of liars!"
The mother creature roared high in the sky, her voice filled with rage. The swarm of insects then surged forward, frantically attacking all around, trying to tear everything apart.
"Don't be angry yet, I still have some scenes that require your cooperation. Since you've already exhausted your escape route, you might as well stay here for a while, which will suit your wishes perfectly."
The mother organism, of course, would not give up easily; it expelled a black, viscous substance, causing all races to evolve at an accelerated pace.
The shattered shells gradually recovered, and the swarm of insects that had devoured space was Fusion them, giving them a sliver of spatial power.
The Barriers were shaken, shattering one after another. At this moment, the Scales in Fan Daoyi's hand tilted completely to the right, filled with despair.
He lowered his eyes, and the Scales in his hand suddenly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a colossal phantom of Scales appeared in the sky obscured by the swarm of insects, stretching across the heavens and earth, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.
Fan Daoyi his toes and stood on the top of the Scales, in the absolute middle.
Both the insect swarm and the humans couldn't help but look up and gaze at this breathtaking scene.
On the right side of the Scales, the Insect Race were densely packed; while on the left side, only a few stars twinkled faintly.
"This... also falls under the category of spatial abilities?"
Those who thought they were familiar with Fan Daoyi's abilities were all dumbfounded.
"Should, possibly, probably?"
They began to deceive themselves.
Fan Daoyi softly uttered the eight characters.
"Balance and Return to One, Covenant for Ten Thousand Generations."
In an instant, the faint starlight on the left side of the Scales shone brightly, shifting the center of gravity back to the right.
At the same time, the people below received a boost, and their strength began to break through continuously.
"I call it the Balance of the World."