"Heh!"
Watching the Insect Mother gradually be torn to pieces by the torrent of berserk energy, Ying Wu let out a soft laugh.
"The Insect Mother? Ancestor of the Void Beetles? Nothing more than this."
Song Wen, who had shifted over using a 'substitution death spell,' appeared beside Ying Wu.
"This time, we truly have Venerable Kui Bull to thank. Otherwise, I fear it would have been difficult..."
Song Wen's voice abruptly cut off.
He suddenly felt as though he had overlooked something.
Seeing Song Wen's praise suddenly cease, Kui Bull swept its proud bovine eyes over him and saw Song Wen lowering his gaze, staring fixedly at the lake below.
Song Wen realized what he had overlooked—the ninth-stage Void Beetle that had been knocked into the lake was gone.
The Insect Mother was dead. It was hardly worth caring about a mere mid ninth-stage Void Beetle escaping.
But while the Insect Mother had been fighting the three of them to the death, why had that ninth-stage Void Beetle abandoned her and fled alone?
That did not accord with the nature of insect-kind.
Most insect races regarded the mother insect as their absolute core. Regardless of their strength, they would rather perish themselves than watch the mother insect die before their eyes. It was an iron law carved deep into their bloodlines.
Earlier, Song Wen and Ying Wu had detained that early second-stage female Void Beetle, and the ninth-stage Void Beetle had risked itself to come rescue her. Yet when the Insect Mother had fallen into a bitter battle, it had fled?
Song Wen did not pursue the escaped ninth-stage Void Beetle. His gaze returned to that dazzling torrent of energy.
The energy torrent was too violent and chaotic. Neither divine sense nor sight could penetrate it, making it impossible