Sword Birth

Outside Iron Wire Valley.

A black tide of insects stretched before them, four ten-thousand-meter-tall insect ancestors lined up side by side.

Their faces were twisted and human-like as they coldly watched the two golden bodies ahead.

The four insect ancestors raised their upper bodies in unison, driving six sharp jointed limbs deep into the frozen ground.

Hiss—

An incomparably shrill, ear-piercing screech erupted from their mouths.

Behind them.

Tens of thousands of insect soldiers and insect generals seemed to have received some command.

They all lowered their bodies at once.

Layers of dark red blood energy rose from the densely packed insects.

The blood energy intertwined in midair like an enormous net, swiftly converging upon the four insect ancestors at the forefront.

This was the insect race's brood network.

The auras of the four insect ancestors began to surge wildly at a terrifying rate.

Standing within his eighteen-thousand-meter golden body, Nie Xingkong's expression abruptly changed.

"Not good!"

He stared fixedly at the distorted blood energy ahead.

"It's a combined attack!"

He had suffered under this move before and knew just how sinister this power was.

Five hundred thousand dragons' worth of force—if it struck him head-on, his golden body would instantly be blasted into a mist of blood.

Nie Xingkong took a deep breath, his blood and qi circulating madly within him.

Whoosh!

The eighteen-thousand-meter golden phantom instantly transformed into a blurred gray streak.

He unleashed a Mystic Comprehension Tier movement technique, merging his entire body into the wind.

He rapidly darted along the edge of the densely packed insect swarm.

Like a Lone Wolf prowling around the outskirts of a wolf pack, he searched for a flaw in the insect formation.

Yet he did not dare approach too closely. The pressure radiating from the four insect ancestors was simply