The crippled Giant Mouth Clan no longer had any reason to remain on the main battlefield.
Being abandoned dealt the Giant Mouth Clan a crushing blow. They gradually sank into a decline from which they never recovered, ultimately becoming third-rate enforcers tasked with dealing with microcosms like the Primordial World.
This was also why the Overlord of the Abyssal Maw clan would rather betray the Abyss Empire than continue risking his life for them.
Just because his cultivation had been crippled and he no longer had much potential in war, they had abandoned him completely. It was utterly unfair.
He had bled himself dry for the Abyss Empire, only to meet such an end. Anyone would have struggled to get past that.
This was also the most important reason the Demon Emperor had been able to persuade Abyssal Maw to betray them.
When someone suffered unfair treatment, they might be able to endure it, but that resentment would accumulate. Once the day came when they could endure no more, it would erupt.
Abyssal Maw had unleashed that eruption, venting it directly upon the Primordial World.
"What brings Your Majesty here? Have you come to request reinforcements?" the Insect Queen asked, smiling at the Demon Emperor. Ever since she had begun cultivating, something had clicked within her, and she had become much cleverer.
Demon Emperor Daochen nodded. "Lately, the Abyss Empire has shown signs of launching a large-scale offensive. The Primordial World stands out far too much now. We're the only microcosm still holding out."
"The longer we hold out, the more dangerous our position becomes."
The Insect Queen gave a faint, bitter smile. "But the Angel Empire has drawn away all the Insect Race's war potential."
"They've already reserved all the soldiers the Insect Race will produce for the next