After the upper-ninth tier Insect Emperor's body perished and his primordial spirit fled, the swarm-already reduced to the end of its tether by repeated bitter battles and devastating casualties-instantly lost its last pillar of support. Its morale collapsed completely, and it could no longer hold together as an army. The insects turned and scattered like stray dogs driven from their homes.
"Press the advantage and pursue!"
Murong Yuyao's gaze was as sharp as a cold blade. At the sight, she raised her arm and shouted her command, her voice carrying vast magic power across the entire battlefield.
Before her words had faded, her fingers shifted through a series of spell seals. The Thirty-Six Snow Lotus Ice Soul Swords hummed in response, and the cold enveloping their blades spread in an instant, forming a powerful sword formation that froze heaven and earth.
As the sword formation revolved, countless streaks of ice-blue sword qi poured down like a torrential storm. Wherever they passed, the fleeing insects were frozen into crystalline ice sculptures before they could even scream, then shattered into dust beneath the lingering force of the sword qi.
Witnessing their commander's divine might, the human army's morale soared. Their battle cries shook the clouds as they surged after her like a tide, cutting down the fleeing enemy.
For a time, flashing blades and swords intertwined with icy spikes and cold radiance across the battlefield. The remaining insects fell in swathes beneath the human soldiers' fierce attacks, powerless to resist. The scales of victory had already tipped decisively toward the Human Race.
To bring the battle to an end as quickly as possible, Liu Changxu did not stand idly by this time. He immediately joined the effort to eradicate the remaining insects. His hands continuously formed spell seals, and as spiritual light