Before the portal, Lu Ye stowed Amber into the Spirit Beast Bag, flashed onto the back of a Sacred Beetle, lifted its wing covers, and concealed himself beneath them.
He constructed Concealment and the Breath Concealment Spirit Pattern in one smooth motion.
Then, with a command issued in his mind, the enslaved Insect Race members linked head to tail and passed through the portal, their figures vanishing.
The Sacred Beetle Lu Ye rode was mixed into the procession, utterly inconspicuous.
As light and darkness shifted, the suppressive sensation of the Primordial Magnetic Field vanished without a trace. Lu Ye understood that he had crossed the portal and entered the Great Insect Mystic Realm.
His ears were filled with the rustling of the Insect Race crawling and flying about, along with the hissing of writhing mouthparts. Lu Ye immediately controlled the Sacred Beetle to take flight.
After rising to a certain height, he cautiously poked his head out and looked down. The area before the portal was teeming with Insect Race creatures of every shape and form, a spectacular sight.
Under such circumstances, the Vanguard Camp would first have to undergo a slaughter before it could gain a foothold. Yet once Spiritual Power fluctuations arose, they would inevitably draw even more Insect Race creatures over—an endless, inexhaustible tide.
Soldier Province had him as the vanguard's vanguard, using the Insect Race and Explosive Fire Spirit Stones to draw the Insect Race's attention. But the other eight Continents had no such means. If they wanted to establish a defensive line here, the trials they faced would be even greater and more difficult than those facing Soldier Province.
That would depend on the methods of those Vanguard Camp powerhouses.
Using his divine senses to perceive the positions of the Insect Race under his command,