Qin Yang had always considered himself a supporter of rules. The price one had to pay for breaking them was simply too great—sometimes so great that it could never be paid.
Just like now: no one in this world had the ability to break the rules of the World of the Dead.
Qin Yang was merely acting within the bounds of the rules.
The Innate Insect Shell could even bear the embodiment of Taiwei's complete authority. Even if it possessed no other marvels, that carrying capacity alone made it worthy of the words Innate Material.
Qin Yang did not believe there was anything the Innate Insect Shell could not bear.
For example, a great world from the World of the Living—more specifically, the Ten Directions Realm.
If one Innate Insect Shell was not enough, then add another. As long as it was within seven, it would definitely be enough.
Therefore, in theory, using Innate Insect Shells to bear the Ten Directions Realm posed no problem.
The reason it was not very feasible in practice was that the top experts within the Ten Directions Realm were unwilling, and the Ten Directions Realm itself was unwilling too.
If the Ten Directions Realm was unwilling, then find it a big brother, press its head down, and force it to nod.
If the experts within the Ten Directions Realm were unwilling, that was simple too. With one strike of my sword, every living being in the entire Ten Directions Realm would have their minds go blank at that instant.
So wasn't that settled? Look, there was not a single person who objected—not a single living being who even gave rise to the thought of objecting.
Qin Yang told no one. He buried the secret deep in his heart, and there would not be a