This was highly valuable intelligence, especially for the Nine Provinces as they stood now.
Insect Blood masked the scent of the Human Race; Concealment and the Breath Concealment Spirit Pattern hid his form and aura; coupled with hiding beneath the Sacred Beetle's wings, his concealment was finally flawless.
The journey remained unimpeded, with no further signs of exposure. Still, some Big Bugs would cast puzzled looks at the Sacred Beetle traveling against the flow. Their intelligence was ultimately higher, so they found the Sacred Beetle's actions baffling—but that was all.
Such an operation was tedious and dull. There was little Lu Ye could do aside from pointing the Sacred Beetle in the right direction whenever they reached a fork, lest it wander off course.
Fortunately, he had other ways to pass the time, such as checking on his Clone.
The Clone was currently stationed at the Earth Rift, having taken over from Lin Yue.
Just as Lin Yue would be wary of him, how could he possibly not be wary of Lin Yue? No matter how pleasant her words were, if danger truly arose, Lin Yue could not possibly treat both sides equally. In the end, she came from Myriad Demon Ridge.
Thus, the Clone had volunteered to switch positions with Lin Yue and take charge there. Lin Yue had no objection and readily returned to Dark Moon Forest Pass.
With Clone Li Taibai holding the Earth Rift, nearly five hundred cultivators from the two sides, and defensive lines formed from all manner of formations, they could not claim their defenses were impregnable. But so long as they did not encounter another massive Bug Tide like last time, they could generally handle anything.
The cultivators of both sides had also tasted the benefits.
Previously, they had needed to move in