As the Bug Dao Era was continuously battered, devoured, and collapsed, enormous wounds appeared on Bug Sovereign's body, as though someone were ceaselessly carving him with a blade. This was the price he ought to bear.
Since he had chosen to devour the Bug Dao Era, he naturally had to endure the backlash it brought. That was perfectly normal.
Just like Ye Xiwen: since he had chosen to grow ever closer to the Martial Dao Era, he had to bear the bitter consequences when the Martial Dao Era declined or even perished.
This was also an important reason why he was desperately trying to prolong the Martial Dao Era's life.
Having reached his level, one could say that he was no longer master of his own fate. Thus, he understood Bug Sovereign's predicament very well. Every bit that the Bug Dao Era collapsed transferred part of the damage onto Bug Sovereign.
However, it was still impossible to kill Bug Sovereign simply by destroying the Bug Dao Era. After all, Bug Sovereign was an independent individual.
At most, it could severely wound him or leave him on the brink of death. To directly kill Bug Sovereign was fundamentally impossible.
Bug Sovereign only felt his physical body collapsing and his Primordial Spirit about to crumble. Everywhere across his body was a scene of heaven and earth being destroyed, terrifying beyond measure. Yet all of this had long been within his expectations.
Precisely because he knew of this risk, he rarely used it under normal circumstances. But now, he had no other choice. He could only fight Ye Xiwen to the death, and at last, the backlash had arrived.
How could he dare remain before Ye Xiwen at a time like this? Even at his peak, he had not been Ye Xiwen's match,