The unprecedented, ferocious clash between Liu Changxu's group and the Insect Race army lasted a full day and night.
The terrifying shock waves stirred up by their battle were like raging waves suddenly awakened, turning the once relatively calm sea upside down. Towering walls of water crashed in every direction with the force to destroy heaven and earth. Wherever they swept, islands large and small were tossed about like toys in a child's hands, torn from their places and hurled into the raging sea. The resulting spray shot into the clouds, staining even the sky a murky grayish white.
High in the air, the torrents of energy unleashed by collisions between Spirit Treasures and divine abilities were even more savage. Tiny, pitch-black spatial fissures spread like spiderwebs, exuding a chill that threatened to devour everything. The terrifying sound waves accompanying those collisions boomed like ten thousand giant drums struck at once, piercing through flesh to stab straight into the divine soul. Every living creature nearby trembled, as though heaven and earth themselves were swaying beneath that deafening roar.
In the end, they gravely wounded all three upper-ninth-tier Insect Emperors and slew thirteen mid- and lower-ninth-tier Insect Emperors, battering the surging Insect Race army into a rout and sending it fleeing in every direction.
Yet behind this costly victory lay wounds covering every one of them. Liu Changxu, Murong Yuyao, Liu Fuhai, Jin Haonan, Zhang Yunping, and the others all stood injured, their clothes stained with blood and their auras in disarray.
Zhang Yunping had suffered the worst injuries. His physical body had been utterly destroyed under the Insect Emperors' encirclement, and only his Primordial Spirit had managed to escape.
Although Liu Changxu had borne the vast majority of the Ninth-Tier Insect Emperors' attacks during the fierce battle, the protection of