Tiny Bugs! And You Dream of Changing the Outcome?

Innate Primordial Faction, Ten Thousand Blades World Cluster.

This was the homeworld of one of the eighty-three ancestors, the Ten Thousand Blades Primogenitor, and also a strange region within Primordial Space.

It was called a world, but in truth, it would be more accurate to call it an enormous mountain floating in Infinite Primordial Space.

The mountain was vast and heavy, more than ten thousand times larger than an ordinary Source World.

Its interior extended in all directions, filled with all manner of peculiar places.

The Myriad Blades Clan of the Innate Primordial races had been born in certain special places within the mountain. Though they came in many different forms, they were collectively known as the Myriad Blades Clan.

"Find a way to get close and breach this world cluster's defenses. As long as we reach the mountain's interior, with its indestructible nature and complex terrain, even the Infinite Serpent Ancestor will find it difficult to wipe out the Swarm."

From a distant stretch of spacetime, Qin Mu's gaze seemed to pierce all the way to the Myriad Blades Realm.

"It won't be that easy! The ancestor of the Infinite Serpent Clan has also established a space-time network in that region. The moment we invade, we'll be discovered quickly."

Xing Mang looked in that direction as well. If he had been in his complete form, let alone one Infinite Serpent Ancestor, even the Infinite Ancestor would have been easily suppressed by him.

But at this moment, the energy contained within this avatar was less than one-millionth of his true body's.

At most, he could deal with some High-level Primordials and use his mastery of the Dao to rapidly travel through spacetime.

"I understand. Send out one legion to test them first. I need experience fighting an ancestor alone.

"Judging