"I am one of the elders currently trusted by the Insect Realm. It is an honor to act alongside everyone."
Zhang Chen looked at Chong Ying, who had formed from a swarm of insects in the center of the group, with a slight furrow in his brow. The former Chong Ying would surely have spoken haltingly from shyness in the presence of so many powerful figures, and her attachment to Zhang Chen had been quite strong. Yet now, her words carried the unique aura of a powerful individual.
Everyone present turned strange looks toward Chong Ying.
"Have I seen this white-haired girl somewhere before?" Yu Ming looked at Chong Ying with great interest.
Chong Ying merely smiled faintly at Yu Ming's question. After briefly introducing herself, she gradually moved closer to Zhang Chen, who stood to one side. When Chong Ying looked at the blonde Western woman standing beside Zhang Chen, her gaze became strange and cold.
After all, Chong Ying and Elizabeth had never met before, and seeing this woman standing so close to Zhang Chen caused Chong Ying some displeasure.
Meanwhile, under the powerful awareness formed by his independent world, Zhang Chen had already precisely sensed the earth-shaking changes in Chong Ying's body. He had once sensed a sleeping king insect within her, but that king insect had now fully awakened and fused with Chong Ying.
"Has the Chong Chong Physique reached completion? And why is there a faint sense of shared origin coming from Chong Ying as well?"
"Brother Zhang Chen, look. Ying'er has already surpassed you."
Chong Ying approached and took out a necklace from her chest, strung with strange flatworms. On the inner abdomen of the curled, translucent flatworm resting in Chong Ying's hand was branded a green number, 'seven.' The sight left Zhang Chen