The Swarm's Frontal War Against the Primogenitors

The spacetime of the Infinite Primordial Space was far too dense. Even with the Swarm's Half-Primordial Level Dao, they could only forcibly tear open a spacetime passage.

But their speed was still too slow.

After flying for nearly a hundred days, the foremost Larva Nest Tyrant finally reached the border of the Cultivator Territory.

This territory had already been occupied.

It was occupied by a special race. These beings had no fleshly bodies and were composed entirely of "shadows," their forms resembling clusters of darkness.

Following the perception of intangible life, they headed straight for the Shadow Lord of Blood Crane Territory.

"Blood Crane Territory has three Lords: Blood Lord, Crane Lord, and Shadow Lord. Of them, Blood Lord is the most low-profile and almost never appears.

"Crane Lord is relatively peaceful and rarely participates in wars.

"Only Shadow Lord is the most domineering and likes invading the territories of other forces."

The moment Qin Mu saw those shadow-like lifeforms, he knew who his opponent was.

He stopped in the void and gazed into the distance.

Within that vast space, a dense mass of shadow lay entrenched, its aura spreading out without restraint.

"Shadow Lord, withdraw from our Cultivator Territory!"

Qin Mu's voice, coming from the body of the Larva Nest Tyrant, was icy.

"Withdraw? You must be that so-called Swarm Lord, right? A mere World-level Primordial dares call itself a Lord?" A mocking laugh rang out.

"You aren't qualified to speak to me! Have the Lords of your Cultivator Faction come!"

As those words fell.

Shadow power erupted directly from within the body of that Larva Nest Tyrant, blasting it into pieces.

"Very well! You chose war, so let the destruction of Blood Crane Territory be its end."

At the instant of its death, that Larva Nest Tyrant laughed.