An extremely terrifying force pressed down from high above. The lingering dominion of the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings descended from the heavens like a great hand, landing directly upon those Swarm Insects.
The insects swept by that power writhed endlessly as if something had provoked them. Then their entire bodies froze in place—their beating wings and twisting bodies all stiffening at once—before they tumbled one after another into the sea of blood, turning into specks of ash without even being able to struggle.
That was the Crown of Ten Thousand Kings' crushing suppression of creatures below its own order. It did not need to use any killing move at all. As long as it made those Swarm Insects break free from Leike's control, the Swarm Insects would lose all resistance and soon be devoured entirely by the sea of blood.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before Leike's Swarm Insects were completely devoured.
And yet how could Leike just sit and wait for death?
He had now already stepped onto the peak of the Fifth Order, with only a distant threshold separating him from the Sixth Order.
Leike's body, like Black Qi, frantically dragged a great mass of Swarm Insects backward. His body spread out in every direction, while at the same time the Sea of Worms in the sky fell like mad.
Leike's plan was very simple: since his Swarm Insects could not resist that forbidden power, then he would use enough of their numbers to block that power from coming into contact with him.
As long as there were enough Swarm Insects, they could completely keep the forbidden power outside his body. As long as he himself was not affected, then his Swarm Insects would be endless.
The Sea of Worms roared, cheering.